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Kliken felt himself relax at the idea, that he wasn't completely without talent... he didn't think that would be something he would deal with to well. He wanted to be a mage and do amazing things like he'd seen Miss Millner and this man do.

"Oh, y-yes! I would l-like that v-very much!" He said in a quick, somewhat breathless manner. Sitting forward a little so that he could get a better look at the teacher and waited in an eager maner then tilted his head to the side, "H-Huh?" At the mention that what the man had as an inherit magic was the same as what Kliken had himself. He wondered what that meant and what sort of power it was... it made him want to see even more.

Kliken felt a strange sort of shiver go up his back as the teacher called up the strange, smoke like magic into existence. He starred as it moved in his hand, twitching and swirling at though it were alive and breathing, a somewhat frightening thought. It looked somehow familiar, both just the look of it and the way it moved... he moved on hand to grasp at his other wrist, form giving a little shiver. It was... odd, he could almost feel it again, the way his magic had grabbed him when he was trying to draw it out while he was doing his homework...

"I-I see... i-it is very interesting... the... what is t-the name for that sort?" He asked, moving to write down the description of it to get himself back into control of his thoughts and mind, he couldn't let himself get fluster else he look silly in front of his teacher.

Everything the teacher said was taken down word for word, it was a skill that Kliken had to be able to take very good notes in perfect penmanship. It was something that did get him calmed down though the description of a knife and its uses did cause him to have another chill up his spine. So it was dark magic? He found himself flipping back to his copy of his last homework assignment, the other one having been given over to his other teacher, then chewed on his lower lip lightly so as not to break the skin, as he read it over.

It was odd, to think of something that was 'dark' as being something even a 'good' person could wield, not that he thought himself especially 'good' or 'bad' though perhaps he struggled to be seen as one and not the other, "S-So... its k-kind of dependent on the -m-mage himself then your s-saying." So it wasn't necessarily bad, people just made it bad and labeled it as 'dark'. At least that was what he was gathering.

For the moment there was only the sound of a pen racing across the paper as Kliken took down his notes. He then lifted his head up as the question was posed to him and he gave a little shiver, "A-Ah... well you s-see... it was sort of like s-swimming dark w-water. Only... only it was t-trying to drag me under." He gave a nervous laugh as he looked down at his hand, "I... c-can almost feel it holding on s-still."

He shook his head, "It w-was an odd f-feeling, like drowning t-though I know I can't." He murmured, flexing his hand before lowering it to sit in his lap, the other one tapping the pen against the notebook paper.

Kliken nodded his head rapidly in agreement, "Y-yes! Of c-course!" He said in a rush, not wanting to risk getting grabbed again if the magic were potentially dangerous. The description of it 'trying to say hello' was a rather odd one and he wondered on if it were the truth or just a nice way of putting it. He found himself starring at his hand again before giving it a little flex.

"What... what s-should I do then? I-Is there anything to d-do? To get ready f-for next time I deal w-with it?" He asked, sounding a little uncertain of himself. He didn't often go into things without a lot of preparation due to his acute fear of failure.

It was a bit of a strange thought, the idea of trying to be the boss of something and show it that he was in charge... he was quite the opposite really, finding being a follower sort easier by far then wanting to lead. He drew in deep breathing before slowly letting it out, "I will t-try my b-best." He murmured, having the teacher there to help him was good as well, it meant that while doing this he wasn't alone as he had been the first time. He doubted highly that his other instruction expected what Kliken had stumbled across though.

He let his eyes close and set on concentrating in the manner that Miss Millner had shown them how to do but at the same time he tried to do as Mister Zyane instructed in trying to gather the power into his hand. It seemed a rather slow going process though from the looks of it as the magic wasn't quite ready to be tamed to the hand of a 'child' especially one that it had nearly had a hold of not that long ago...

Kliken nodded at the teachers words, trying his hardest to do as he was told. It was tough and he could feel sweat beading on his forehead a little feeling as though he were facing off against something much bigger then himself. A gasping sound escaped from the leech boy's lips and his eyes popped open. As they did the power that he'd only see had flared up in his hand and was seeming to be trying to wrap around it.

The boy starred at it and seemed to be trying his hardest to keep it under control and contained to his hand though the way it was grasping and clinging showed his control was holding on in a tenuous manner. He'd been able to do it though, "I-I... I d-did it..." He gasped out, looking almost as though he might cry from relief and joy at being able to do it.

"Yes sir, I w-will only do this w-with a teacher nearby." He agreed, not sure if he were brave enough to attempt it on his own again as it were. Not that he voiced it out loud, as though he worried the magic would know what he was thinking and cause him problems because of it. He wanted to be able to summon it with ease as the teacher had said but for the moment it was tough to even grasp hold of.

"How does it feel... c-clingy, I think. I-Its holding onto m-me tightly." He murmured, watching the magic as it writhed, danced, and grasped at him. Kliken chewed lightly on his lower lip as he watched the magic move. It was an amazing thing, to be able to call up his element. For some time he'd been worried he wouldn't be able to do so, worried he would fail at his attempts to learn magic when it seemed so very interesting to him.