A Teacher for Laynie: Mystery at the Academy (Part 2)

[Bront]

"You're pretty special Laynie. Most people can't just see things like that, or at least without practice. That's probably what we have to do."

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Yes, I suppose practise will make perfect. We elves have the patience of centuries to perfect our Art, but when there's a test deadline coming up in a week, that doesn't really mean much."

"Umm, okay! I'm sorry guys. Anyways, if you want to do quiet study and maybe kissy stuff, I'll just take some books and read quietly somewhere else, maybe with Elektra. Bye bye, Mister Vanitri!"

 

[Bront]

"You be good Laynie," he says as she toddles off.

Vanitri chuckles. "She's something else, isn't she?"

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Yes, definitely. A remarkable little one, and just more of a reminder to me of just how fast you humans grow up, though I know that few become as talented as she even close to that fast. She has a remarkable gift, and I don't doubt she'll be an Archmage some day, and I'll be able to tell my friends I knew her when she was just starting out."

"Well, much as I'd love to keep hammering away at these diagrams, I think my brain needs a break. What a funny little girl--what was that she said? 'Kissy stuff'?" Misha looks away shyly, a bit embarrassed.

 

[Bront]

Vanitri chuckles, "Yes, she did say something about that."

Vanitri gives her a gentile hug, having had his arm around her for a while. "Nothing wrong with that either, hoping for the 'kissy stuff'," he says reassuringly. "I won't tell." he winks.

 

[Rystil Arden]

"I don't know...I think...if I did that, I would feel like a whore," Misha looks incredibly embarrassed as she speaks uncertainly, "You have no idea how long typical elven dating rituals are before a first kiss, but I'm sure you can guess...But...if you want to, what if umm..." she blushes, her cheeks burning crimson, "If you started it, well, we can chalk it down to human impulsiveness?" she finishes meekly.

 

[Bront]

Vanitri pulls Misha's chin up with his hand gently, "Just because you have the time doesn't mean you need to spend it waiting," he says, drawing her into a tender kiss. "Life's to be enjoyed, not held back by some long ritual. And no one has any business calling you anything other than a lovely young woman, Misha."

 

[Rystil Arden]

"As an elf, I must say--curse you Vanitri and your human impulsiveness," Misha jokes, laughing happily as she cheers up at Vanitri's words and returns the kiss, sliding closer to him onto his lap and cuddling, "Vanitri, I'm so glad you don't hate me..."

 

[Bront]

"Why would I hate you?" he asks, as he cuddles up against her.

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Well, I think Laynie knew, but I've been too much of a coward to say it to you because I could tell you didn't...I almost said it before, but then...You know how I said I'm of mixed elven blood. Well, you may not have known this beforehand, but common sense dictates that in order for there not to be a ridiculous number of elf breeds, a mating between different sorts of elves must breed true to either the mother or the father, and not produce a hybrid, right? Well...that's true for me too, except that I'm also an albino...so..."