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"Six...I generally think of six as two threes..." Aysel murmured hesitantly, "Six is a composite number.." She trailed off, smiling sheepishly, and withdrew her hand from Anti, wanting to prove that she was alright...even though she wouldn't, couldn't look at the Broken professor. Spirits above, what had happened to make him like this? She shivered reflexively...what if she too became Broken, one day, somehow? Shoving such thoughts away, she hurridly wrote down her notes, and when she had a pausing point, wrote in a corner a note to Antigone- I'm alright. Just a bit she paused, biting her lip thoughtfully. What word would fit here? Ah- shaken, I suppose.

Around the room, the students copied the Magic square into their notebooks, or drew their own. A few of them hummed faintly, one or two wobbled in its inky confines on the page, but these seemed to pale in comparison to the glowing marks before them. Paxar on the otherhand looked quite impressed with them. "Excellent efforts!" Paxar lumbered and turned about, then settled down again. "These Magic Squares are pretty things, and if you can concentrate and focus well enough, they can affect the mood and energy of the space around them quite well. But mainly, they are good practise for learning Geometries." The Magic Square burst silently and crumbled into dust. All four of Paxars foreset limbs raised, and his draconic body was forced to reel up and back on his hind legs, making him look far more fierce and impressive than he actually was. All the claws on those front four legs began to madly twitch in the air, and a whole line of shapes drew out in the air in a long line: circles, squares, spheres, pyramids, rectangles, triangles... Like a wall between the students and their Professor.
"Geometries, on the other hand are far more interesting... Each shape has its own properties. You can work these symbols into your magic casting. Shapes into your Circle Magic diagrams, for instance, or emblems on your Golems that give them power. These Shapes are the first half of what makes Geometry so powerful, the second part...The Aspects, are what make it so potent." The shapes flung about him in the air, stopping at different angles and altitudes as if he were a sun and all the shapes planets orbiting him, and then with a sudden stark explosion of light, a number fo lines jolted through some of the shapes, connectiong them, grazing them, driving between them, all spokes coming off the hub that was Paxar. As some were connected they grew in brightness and throbbing intensity, others darkened and glowered sullenly in the air, some fluctuated and others faded, each in response to it's angle and Aspects. Paxar smiled his watery smile at them.

Ubel found himself grasping the concept rather easily, pursing his lips and working on making a square of his own, squeaking softly as it began to glow, just a little. He would definitely have to practice at this... To get better. He looked up at Paxar, watching the Professor in fascination. Who knew that math could do things like this...

Lior snorted quietly, clearly not as interested in this as everyone else was. He smiled crookedly at Cash, looking just a bit embarrassed. "It's weird... I don't know if I like it," he murmured to the other, setting down his quill and deciding he could just copy Ubel's notes later. The Melancholy was a note-taking fiend...

Astaroth's eyes widened in awe as the shapes burst into life and glowed, or dimmed almost as though were dying. It was absolutely intriguing. Each shape had its own power, that was obvious from before the lines appeared. However, the way they had been moved, their.... Aspects made it look like each had a specific position that made it hum with power or die off. Almost like puzzle pieces. You couldn't fit an incorrect piece into a space but the right piece added to the picture.

It made him smile. He thirsted for more knowledge. Glancing down, he was startled to see that his square was glowing but not humming. He frowned, that meant it was in the optimal arrangement right? Shifting to a new piece, he rearranged it slightly differently and grinned as it glowed brighter. Excellent.

What a useful class. Too bad Professor Paxar was broken... he would like to learn more but doubted how much, really, he'd be able to garner from the man if he was always as unaware as he was at the beginning of class.

Kallisto, however, was lost. She'd tried her own square and wouldn't be at all ashamed to say that goofy grin that took over her features was the result of surprise that her square actually glowed. Dimly, but it was a victory.

When the lines appeared and the shapes twirled this way and that, she stopped, busily trying to jot down the notes. This was confusing! It made her head hurt. What was the difference between turn something one and two degrees? There was no real difference... was there?

Sighing as she wrote, she made a brief not to talk to the others to see if she could get help. That would very likely be the only way she'd get through this class.

After telling Kallisto that she was doing just fine, and smiling at Torrid, whom she was quite interested in talking to later on, she began to pay attention to Professor Paxar.
Almost immediately, she noticed he was a little strange. He seemed just a tad bit off -- as if his brain were working differently than the others. She thought he seemed as if he felt awkward and judged, and it made her feel bad for even thinking he may be different mentally.

She scribbled down furious notes, making diagrams and squares, but not really understanding the purpose to all of it. It was just gibberish to her. Soon enough, Amelia had decided that math was just NOT her thing. She tried to pay attention, but the professor's words went right over her head.

Looking over to the others, she saw them all taking notes too, and she couldn't help but wonder if any of the rest of them knew what they were doing.

Ubel continued writing studiously, keeping his silence and solitude, listening intently to all that the Professor said, his mind closed to all but himself and the strange-acting male, who fascinated him.

Lior looked as the note was slid to him, before smiling warmly and moving his quill to write as well, a warm light in his eyes. 'Perhaps. It would be a good distraction, especially if I get to see more of your cute handwriting.' He slid the paper over to the Phlegm again.

Paxar swivelled his eyes to train on Astaroth and smiled. "Exactly! Precisely! Quite so!" Paxar burbled, clapping two of his hands together excitedly. "And depending on the specific traits of each item - in this case Quartz - the same form of it would not always be best suited to all jobs, even if it seems to have "better" properties. Amethyst, for instance is quite perfect for dousing, whereas its less-esteemed counterpart crystal quartz, or clear quartz, is perfect for cleansing! Obviously, Substitution requires a great wealth of knowledge. But if you keep it in mind as you learn and grow, it becomes applicable to everything you do. And the more you learn, the more things you find you can apply it to. Very important indeed." Paxar inspected one of his talons for a long, silent moment and then suddenly clapped his foreclaws together. "Now then! Geometries!!" Again the bleary peering around the room. "Can anyone tell me what the Art of Geometries is?"

Not the duel.. she wrote back, then closed her eyes, pausing in everything -including note taking!- to remember the duel, especially the ending of it...and forced herself to resist scooting closer to her love, to press her side against hers and relearn warmth once more. That would be far too clingy..and possibly hinder Antigone in her note taking. Speaking of which..

Taking up her quill once more, Aysel hurridly caught up on her notes, and then quickly wrote Anti another little note- By the Professor. What ails him, to make him so? Shivering a bit, she turned her attention back to Paxar, trying to pay attention to his words, and not he, himself...at the moment, he was speaking of Geometry.