IA: A Teacher for Laynie


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"Here, let me show you."

*She leads Vanitri into a large double-door off to the side of the rotunda, and they step out onto a warm beach that belies the cold weather outside, the sun beating down on the soft sand, as the waves gently kiss up against the shore. There are students here wearing summer beach attire as they chat and sip cold drinks.*
 




"How do we change it, you mean? I'd show you, but it looks like people here are using it. Suffice it to say that it involves intricate matrices of illusion magic layered onto the Shadowstuff. You can learn about it in some of the advanced illusion classes I've taken."

(OOC: Kif: "The Holo-shed's on the fritz again! The characters turned real!" Brannigan: "Damn! The last time that happened, I got slapped with 3 paternity suits!")
 


"Sure. Maybe after we talk to Truman we can switch the Imaginarium. If that bimbo Kitty is here, it might be funny to switch it to a blizzard under her nose."

"So, I can show you Truman's room then, and you can see my room too if you like on the way back. Shall we continue?"
 


*Elektra nods and continues on, heading back to the rotunda and up the stairs, passing by several hallways leading to rooms before choosing one and heading down. As they walk, they pass students talking, laughing, and reading books. As they turn a corner, they see a somewhat-gangly red-haired young man with a small satchel walking arm-in-arm with a gorgeous blonde-haired girl with big green eyes, ruby lips, and an unusually shapely bosom. Elektra glances sidelong at Vanitri and winks, moving into his arms and standing on her toes to bring her lips close to his.*
 

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