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Academy of Drell, Part I

"The necklace it's own is one of my own personal belongings from home. It's a normal necklace. The crystal itself... it's difficult to explain. I... imbued it with a piece of myself... it's conscious, but it can only talk to me... it helps me to do things - each psicrystal does, and this one in particular is what they call a 'bully' psicrystal, it helps me intimidate others..."

Charlotte laughs a little.

"Yeah, like I need help in that department... that's about it, for now. With more experience, I'm told, you can modify the crystal so that it can talk to others, so that you can channel your powers through it... all sorts of neat things. It costs a lot of money to make one, though... around one-hundred gold pieces, if I remember right. Half of that is for the crystal itself, the other half is for the materials for the imbuing."

Charlotte shrugs.

"That's all I really know about it. If you want to get into specifics, there's probably a book on it, or another student might know."
 

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Ooh! They're taking the same table and chatting with each other!
Just shut up of it already, I'm not interested.
That's what you think.


Charlotte then leaves the table and soon comes back, bearing her psicrystal.

Well, there's some company to you. Why don't you go and have a chat with that lovely other psicrystal?
That's mean, you know I can't move, or speak with others for that matter.
Maybe that shows you how annoyed I'm at your talk.
Just stop it, you're as interested as I am of this.
If you say so...


Sildarin resumes his reading, trying to ignore the psicrystal piping in at every moment in his head.
 

So it is alive...

Keith peers intently into the psicrystal before setting it down. He pushes it back to Charlotte and then speaks, "Thank you, I had never seen one before and I was curious..."

I have to admit I have been enjoying myself today, more so then I have in a long while...

Keith settls into reading... focused pouring over each meticulously... but also reading with some speed... as he attempts to grasp the fundamentals of this strange new art...
 

Charlotte smiles. "You're welcome. If you need to take a look at when while you're studying, just come ask me and I'll lend it to you while you need it."

Charlotte replaces the necklace around her neck, and begins reading her book once more.

One day, I will be able to do this, as well. That's far off, though...
 

Keith glances to Sildarin slightly out of the corner of his eyes...

Is he watching us?

Keith looks to his book more intently and reads to himself for a little while, glancing up every now and then to see what Charlotte is doing before returning to his studies...

One thing after another... I suppose life is all about change... but psionics... maybe... well... I can't say I am curious becuase I am... and the potential is highly intriguing. Just like Charlotte, a good person, and one that I would be glad to calla friend. Or something like that...

Keith turns a page and reads...

She is like a flame though... dangerous.. determined and perhaps uncontrollable... does that make me the moth?
 

I know that he - Sildarin, or whatever - is watching us. He had followed us into the cafeteria, and now, he's here... that just can't be coincidence.

Charlotte continues to read, pretending to ignore everything else around her.

Controlling flames... I knew I should have tried to develop that 'firefall' power... maybe another time... but this 'whitefire' looks extremely interesting... perhaps I should try to develop that when I learn more...
 


Charlotte doesn't look up, though a nearly imperceptible nod of her indicates that she heard him.

"I know. I remember seeing him at breakfast, and now he's hear." She pauses. "What do you want to do about it?"

I'd say that we go over there and question the little runt, but hey, that's just me...
 

Find out just why he finds us so interesting I would say...

Keith turns a page calmly, and says softly once more head down, "Personally I would like to know what he finds so interesting about us... perhaps it is nothing perhaps it is something... either way a confrontation might be in order..."
 

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