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 Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 11:59 am
The orange haired man sat by one of the nodes that he had traced upon the floor of his classroom playing at his handheld game in a distracted manner. Idle hands were the devil's playthings, or so he believed. He waited quietly for his next student with a bit of a bored air. Sometimes it took a while before the next pupil came in to learn the art of magic.
Enzo let out a small yawn the handheld falling to his lap as he turned it off in the same motion, even that was starting to get boring, mostly because he seemed to be stuck in the game. Damn it all. Hopefully Aludra would show soon.
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2009 6:58 am
For once in the recent weeks of his existence, Aludra actually managed to be on time for something. 'Course, his braid was sloppy and the bandages on his ankle were falling off with every step that he took, but he was on time, and that was what mattered, right?
He stretched his fingers as he walked into the room, smiling weakly at his teacher, and giving a wide yawn, shaking his head to clear his sight. When his eyes cleared and settled on his teacher once more, he waved a bit and smiled softly. "Is Aludra. Assuming is Enzo, right?" he asked, knowing that his sister has requested he be taught by this specific teacher for his spiritual classes, though he wasn't really sure why.
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