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Artemus listened carefully as the teacher gave them instructions for their group project. They weren't feeling particularly enthusiastic about it, but maybe they would get lucky and get paired with someone smart. Intelligent people seemed to have a drive to get their work done soonest, so that would mean less uncomfortable attempts at conversing. Artemus had always been one of few words.

The teacher called out their name, then pointed to a little pale Litch in a dark red sweater with a bell necklace, telling Artemus they would pair with Tarot. Artemus noticed Tarot eyeing them, and eyed them back. They knew a little about Tarot. Quiet, seemed to get good marks. Hard worker, but about as conversant as Artemus was.

This was going to be interesting...

"....Which sounds most interesting," Artemus asked in their soft yet husky voice. Most people were under the impression that the Sluagh was mute, but really they just never had much to say. But if the pair was just going to sit there, it was apparently up to them to make the first move. Picking a topic seemed to be a good place to start. Thankfully Artemus found the entire history book equal, so had no preferences to which chapter Tarot wanted to work on.

They examined the Litch while she looked over the page. Like Artemus and their race, Litchs had dark sclera. Tarot was no exception, her eyes a deep black to Artemus' dark red. Her iris' were a dark blue and probably blended with the black if viewed from far enough away, though since Artemus was close the color seemed vivid. She had short, straight black hair, parted neatly. Her skirt matched her eyes, and Artemus had already noted the necklace and sweater. All the dark colors only made Tarot's pale skin seem paler, though Artemus noted some subtle stripping patterns that had been invisible before. They'd heard about the rot curse that afflicted several Litches, but if Tarot had such a thing it wasn't obvious to Artemus' eyes.

Artemus nodded. "I will reread the chapter to refresh my memory. A moment please." They flipped through their book to the section and read a bit of backstory on Litches and their settling of the North, the displacement of the Imps due to warn with the Demons, and the gifting of Litch territory to the Imps. It was interesting, and more to the point since it was more of an event than a place they could put this project on a poster board and not have to build a model, like the teacher suggested to the students who wanted to take about historical items over places or events.

"Do you have ideas for the layout," Artemus asked to be polite. Ideas were already swirling around in their head, but since this was a group project they were going to have to collaborate. Artemus found themselves hoping, though, that there was a way to do this to make their participate evident without having to speak in front of the class. They could if they had to, they just would prefer not to.

Artemus looked up to stare at Tarot, then nodded their head. They were actually impressed by Tarot's organizational skills. Of course, objectively speaking, they knew that Tarot much be a good student just from observation in the classes they had together. But it was one thing to know and another to know. It was a relief that they were going to be able to get this project done in about the amount of time Artemus had been hoping for.

"I can ask my mother for poster board to work on the project. I can ask if you can come over tomorrow, and we can work on creating the board and combining our areas of research," Artemus offered. They doubted Arabelle would have a problem with Artemus having a school mate over, especially if it was class-related, and Artemus knew there were plenty of supplies and books stashed around the apartment that they could use. They weren't sure how Tarot's living situation was, but they were sure that theirs was plenty satisfactory enough.

Artemus could see that Tarot considered their discussion finished. Well, that suited them just fine. They'd rather get to reading and working on the project than engage in pointless chitchat, as it seemed half of the class was doing. Artemus' large ears swiveled around, listening for a moment, then they resolutely put their focus back towards their history book. They'd already skimmed through the chapter once, so they dug into their desk for a notebook and pencil and spent the rest of the class taking notes out of the book on the key points they would need for their half of the project.

Hopefully they could get all this finished up tomorrow, so it was one less thing to have to think about. And, hopefully, if there were any more group projects in the future, the teacher would keep Artemus paired with Tarot. It was a nice change, working with someone who didn't have much to say and still got a great deal done.