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Ligeia looked at the paper that gave directions to where he would be having his class before he found himself heading to the elevator, "Odd, having class in the basement." He murmured to Vorel. It wasn't that it was a bad thing it was just different from where he'd had class until now, different teacher as well but that excited him. He wanted to learn for a broad spectrum of people since that meant learning different techniques, learning in different manners, and taking it all to make himself better at what he did.

Vorel nodded in agreement as he trotted forward, moving a step quicker then Ligeia so that he could reach out and press the button that summoned the elevator with a claw before he looked over at his owl, "Its good though, you got the class you wanted." He sounded quite pleased to hear that his boy had been called by the teacher after putting in a request. The owl had been eager to have another of these classes and it was all he was talking about since getting word of it.

There was a ding as the elevator arrived and pair loaded up and headed for the basement. A short while later they were heading into the classroom that the teacher awaited them in. Ligeia looked over the man over, all bundled up... it made him that much more curious as to what they were doing today to see that. It made him feel a little under dressed as he was wearing a tank top with a little super deformed owl on it and a pair of light pants that looked as though they were made for sleeping in, "Mr Zyane? My name is Ligeia Solon and this is my partner Vorel." He said, introducing them two of them before started toward one of the interesting and comfortable looking seats, eager to begin. After he sat down Vorel did the same, plopping down in back of him to watch.

Ligeia gave a sound of surprise as the teacher came up to shake his hand in such an excited manner, never having had a teacher be so excited to see him before. Normally it was the reverse that was true, "Its very nice to meet you." He responded in a kind manner that was normal for him, giving a smile. He liked this man he thought to himself, his first impression having been a very good one.

While the owl noticed the cold neither he nor Vorel seemed in anyway bothered by it despite his minimal dress. He found himself flushing when he mentioned what the files on him said, "Thank you." He murmured, slightly embarrassed as he was never one for showing off. The most he ever did was to use his magic to do tricks to entertain the kids he looked after.

"Display my skill? Sure... what should I do? I have done a few things with my magic before." He said, thinking of all of the different ways he'd manipulated his magic. He held his hands up and first thing was first he called it up into his hands easily, the ice forming into shards that floated around his hands awaiting a command, "This is the first spell I was shown how to do, though it was only one shard back then but I am able to call up more now after a lot of practice."

Ligeia gave a nod of his head, "Yes, it is just like you say." He agreed, he seemed to be able to call up the ice as well as manipulate its shape into any number of forms now and do it easily. It had taken years of practice to get to this point though. He started to flush at the compliments he got from the teacher and the fact that he was repeatedly saying he was impressed. So embarrassing...

"Ahh... Let me direct the class?" He seemed a little uncertain, that was a new one on him he thought. He tilted his head to the side, "I can't said for sure but... I... have been thinking, that I don't know exactly what I am capable of, you know? I just... I am a little nervous about trying to push myself to the limits on my own." He looked down to the shards that were whirling slowly around his hands and he brought his hands together so the ice would gather into one crystalline ball, "I was thinking it would be best to do so with a teacher present."

It helped that if he were in D-Corp when he did it if he pushed to hard at least there would be a doctor nearby.

He gave a nod, glad that the teacher meant to help in the direction that the were going to go in. He watched, fascinated, as the man created a little man out of the ice and couldn't help but to laugh, "Nice." He murmured, "Its actually very useful for entertaining little ones. I babysit a lot and they love stuff like that."

He moved his hands to close them around the sphere in his hands, changing its shape again to turn it into a rose blossom in his hands to show the teacher. He then seemed to be debating as he starred into the flower, "I can change the shape into a few things, the shards, a flower, into a staff as well as I had a few classes on using a staff for a weapon though... I am not all that good when it comes to that sort of thing." He admitted, magic was where his heart lay as well as all of his talent much to the disappointment of his brother.

The idea of seeing how many shards he could summon though, that was interesting.

This man was far different from the other magic teachers that he'd worked with he thought to himself as he watched the little ice man as he danced about only to explode into a puff of snow flakes that fell down around them in a pretty manner. He watched before giving a giggle, feeling as delighted as a child over being able to see such a display.

He looked back to the teacher before giving a nod, "I would like to try what you suggested, to see how many shards that I can call." It meant imbuing each with a small amount of his power to be able to keep them all under his control, the more he made the more power was being tapped into, and the more could call would help to show how deep his power reserves went.

The teacher's reassurances that fighting wasn't needed was a nice thought, a new thought since Ter seemed to think it so very important and even Chath did since he battled against even a dragon to better hone his skills... he found himself looking at Vorel, considering trying the same thing but he would try that later. For now he was working with his teacher, "So should I start to call for them one at a time? Or more at a time to begin with?" He asked of Zyane.

Ligeia took a deep breath, letting his eyes close for a moment as he steadied his flow of magic before he head his hands in front of himself and drew upon the well of power that he had within him. There as a flicker of blue and white around his hands before more shards started to whirl around his hands again, a couple more popped into existence, then another single one, and a couple more after that... he was working on building them up slowly.

After a bit of time he moved them from spinning around his hands to spinning around him, making quite a gathering around his body. He gave a smiled as he looked at the shards as they gathered and he drew in a deep breath as he tried to bring forth more of them. He could feel a slight exhaustion taking him but he didn't give up. This would be where he would give up at home but not here, he was going to push himself harder, push to the limits, he wanted to know what he could do and this was the perfect place to do it since he was safe and being watched after by the teacher.

"Any suggestions are good by me." He murmured, not looking at Zyane as he was trying to keep his concentration up. It wasn't so much the fact that he had so many feeding off his power that was the problem, it was that it was hard to keep them all in order after they were added to the group.

"Lowering the temperature? Could I do that?" He murmured, sounding curious about the idea. That would be a useful skill that was for sure. He would have to see about learning to do just that once he was done working on the spell at hand. Ligeia's eyes widened a little when his own breath started to show more and more in front of him as the room got colder, to a point where he even felt it a bit though Vorel seemed as though he didn't notice the change at all. Showed how tough his Frost really was he thought to himself before he once more focused completely on his spell casting.

He was for a moment glad that Zyane wasn't Barkhelm as the man wouldn't have been pleased knowing his mind had wandered for a moment. Not that he thought badly of the teacher, he rather liked all of the magic teachers he'd met thus far.

The owl lifted his hands up and moved to bring his energy out more, to coat the shards with it, to strengthen them which in turn made them a bit larger. He felt it a little more down, a bit like being up for a couple days straight. He wasn't ready to give up quite yet though.