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| Leaves of Change: A New Beginning [Completed]; First Days; [P, Hong Bao Kuai] | |
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| Zymr | Thu Dec 11, 2014 2:28 am Post #1 |
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Approaching the hidden city in the trees, Zymr let out a deep sigh of relief as the wind swept across her scarred face. The sun scattered through the leaves down onto her olive-toned skin. She brushed the hair back off of her face, gazing into what could be her future. This was it. This was her time. A new environment meant a new life, and here among nature, the woods, and other elves, she felt at home once again. No one here knew her past. They wouldn't know of the destruction she was capable of, and they never would unless she chose to tell. Her scars are an obvious eye catcher, but a lot of the time, people were too afraid to ask. Not wanting to draw any attention before she’d assessed the city, Zymr quickly transformed into a small, black cat, sprouting whiskers and a swishing tail. She stretched out slowly, then made her way into the city. Taking in the people from a ground-up view and listening to all the conversations, Zymr explored the treetop village, learning all about the residents there. She caught a small conversation about the price of breads these days, and then another was about the weather. Everything here seemed peaceful to say the least. Zymr slipped off to a private corner and returned to her human form. She finally felt safe enough to come out as herself. Walking along, she did get several curious and a few disgusted glances, but she paid it no mind. It was a day in the life of. Spotting a tavern, she ran her hands through her ever-tangled mess of hair before entering. She slipped in and found a table in the corner to hide in. Not long after, a barmaid came by to get her a drink. “I’ll have a pale ale,” she replied. The waitress brought her a tall, full mug of ale just in time for Zymr to notice a very interesting woman slip into the tavern. She sipped her ale quietly and observed the woman’s actions from afar. Edited by Zymr, Sat Feb 14, 2015 8:54 pm.
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| Hong Bao Kuai | Fri Dec 12, 2014 2:12 am Post #2 |
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It wasn't often that Hong found herself deep in the woods. It was so difficult to get a clear view of the night sky, that she seldom frequented Norwood, or any of the settlements therein. But today was one of those days where she couldn't avoid it. Hong had received a letter from one of her students that was out in Norwood doing a report for Hong's class, and needed on-site assistance. That student was just lucky Hong put education above everything besides being a mother. But Hong didn't have to meet with the student until tomorrow. Starseeker had once again exceeded her expectations, and was anchored on the outskirts of the villages, floating in the air triumphantly. So Hong set out to do what she did best with time to spare. She headed to the nearest tavern for a pint of ale, a big ol' tome under her arm for her to read while she was there. When Hong entered the tavern, however, she couldn't help but notice a particular lass that was sitting all by herself. Hong glanced around the tavern to see where her company was, but only found groups and couples of people that were already settled. A tug at Hong's heartstrings steered her over to the young lady's table. She plopped the book down with a loud thud, a warm smile spread across her face as she spoke, "Good evening, sweetheart. I'm Hong. Do you mind if I sit with you? I've got no company to keep until tomorrow, and bustling places like this can get rather lonely-feeling, wouldn't you say?" Hong didn't give the woman a chance to answer before sliding - quite decidedly - into the seat across the table from her. "What brings you to the tavern tonight? I'm here on academics, but sadly - or maybe happily - arrived a night earlier than I was ought." |
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| Zymr | Wed Dec 17, 2014 4:22 am Post #3 |
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Having watched the mysterious but well-educated looking woman stroll into the tavern, Zymr choked on her ale as she realized the woman was quickly making her way to her table. Being caught off-guard, she couldn’t quite process everything that was going on before she found herself next to the older woman, unable to speak. Several seconds passed as the woman looked at her expectantly. Zymr fumbled for the words to say, unsure of herself, after what seemed like an eternity of awkward silence. “Good evening, ma’am. I’m no good at conversation, I must admit, but I’ll keep you company if you want,” Zymr spewed nervously, unable to make eye contact with the woman but glancing slightly out of the corner of her eye. She quickly grabbed her ale and chugged a good portion, hoping to relax. Zymr was unfamiliar with people talking to her that she felt awkward and out of place. On top of that, this well-educated woman was intimidating. Zymr never had any formal education, and she could read very little. What if she made a fool of herself? It had been just over 4 years since Zymr had received any regular contact aside from the occasional bartering for bread and supplies in passing towns. Mostly she’d talked to herself along the way. Though she lacked the ability to hold conversation, she craved the stimulation because after all, conversation with one’s self only goes so far. Yet the woman gave off a sense of comfort, a motherly glow. For some reason, Zymr felt completely safe with her here, a feeling long forgotten. It had been so long since someone looked at her like a real being and not just as some monster. Taking a deep breath and releasing it slowly, she finally mustered up the courage to look the woman in the eyes, and as she did, she noted the flicker of wisdom and hint of spark, which told a million stories. “I just came into town today. I’ve been on my own for a while, wandering. What about you? What’s that you’re reading?” Edited by Zymr, Wed Dec 17, 2014 4:26 am.
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| Hong Bao Kuai | Thu Dec 18, 2014 4:46 am Post #4 |
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As Zymr spewed nervously her words, Hong glanced around the room to assess the atmosphere. She flagged down a waitress, letting her gaze fall there instead of on the too-nervous-too-look lady who was accepting Hong's self-invitation to the table. "Nobody's bad at conversation unless they're trying to talk. And even then, I don't think that really counts as a conversation. All anyone needs to be skilled in conversation is the ability to react. Beyond that, don't be afraid of silence. If there's nothing to say, forcing a statement makes everyone look bad at conversation. Ah, yes," Hong addressed the waitress she had flagged and been watching, the poor, busy woman only just now reaching the table. "I'll have a chocolate milk, please." As the waitress made off with Hong's order, Hong faced the lady again, noticing that when she spoke this time around - after a deep breath -, she established and maintained eye-contact. Hong's heart swelled with pride as she realized the nerves this girl was enduring, and the steps she was taking to overcome them. "Ahh, well, more specifically, one of my students is doing research on a magic leyline that runs through the woods not too far from here, and since her equipment has to be on-site for it to take readings and she's no good at drawing or explaining what the equipment is showing, I had to come out here to help her out with that. As for what I'm reading, it's a book one of my students is working on for their teaching certification. 'Cosmic Magic in Relation to Scarcity of Star-sign Originating Mana, Third Edition, Abridged'." Hong didn't even blink as she rattled the title off, patting the book that was as thick as Zymr's ale was tall. "By the by, maybe I didn't catch it, but what's your name? And why are you wandering? Wanderlust? My son has a really bad case of that." |
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| Zymr | Thu Dec 18, 2014 5:08 am Post #5 |
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“Not really, ma’am. I wander because I have to. I don’t really have a home. I just arrived in Imythess, and I’m looking for my niche, to be honest,” Zymr said shyly, her heating beating out of her chest. Taking another sip of her ale, she glanced at the book again, squinting her eyes and trying to figure out which words meant what Hong said the title was. It was long and wordy, but she could read two words—star-sign and magic. Her grandmother was one of the elders of the tribe and could read very well, but she rarely had the time to teach Zymr. What she did teach her was surrounding astrology, the stars, and magic. Zymr herself could only use a little magic—a healing spell her grandmother taught her before she left the tribe. “Could this woman use magic?" she wondered quietly. “You can read that entire thing?” she asked curiously. Zymr had always wanted to learn to read, but being on her own for so long and coming from a nomadic hunting and gathering tribe, it wasn’t something she was easily able to achieve. Edited by Zymr, Thu Dec 18, 2014 5:11 am.
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| Hong Bao Kuai | Mon Dec 22, 2014 2:41 am Post #6 |
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Hong fought the urge to jump across the table and offer the girl a hug and a bed in her private quarters at the Academy when she said she had to wonder. That she had no home. For all Hong knew, she could be forced to wonder because she's a murderer. Or worse, insolent! "Well, it takes me a couple of sittings, but yes. I can read the whole thing. Why do you ask?" Hong had asked the question, but with what she had said about being on her own for a while, and now, having no home - with how young she appeared -, Hong was pretty much sure of the answer. "Y'know, I still remember learning to read. It was so much fun. It was like opening a whole other world to explore. It's one of the reasons I enjoyed so much teaching my son to read." |
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| Zymr | Mon Dec 22, 2014 3:22 am Post #7 |
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Zymr’s eyes widened, soaking in every word the woman said. “Could you t-Ahh, nevermind. So where are you actually from?” Zymr asked but immediately regretted it. Her face grew hot red. “Actually, that's not really that relevant. I don’t know anything about this land. Norwood is the first place I’ve really been.” Suddenly, a large rumble erupted from the young elf’s abdomen. Zymr realized she was completely famished after her journey here. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed the waitress walking near. “Ahh, ma’am? May I have a plate of the cheapest food you have here?” The waitress nodded, and Zymr focused again on the woman, realizing she did not know her name. “We haven’t introduced ourselves, I don’t think. Umm, my name is Zymr, and you?” she asked, embarrassed that she had overlooked such a crucial conversation essential. |
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| Hong Bao Kuai | Mon Dec 22, 2014 4:10 pm Post #8 |
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Hong let Zymr's words sink in much akin to how an antagonist lets a villain's ultimatum sink in. It wasn't Zymr acting as villain, though. Hong's own considerations were. They always were in situations like this. What made her a great teacher and mother also made her impulsively take those eager to learn under her wing at the Academy with an apparent disregard of negative consequences, and on occasion with a blatant disregard for the school's admission policies. It didn't matter, though. Either she could smooth-talk her way into getting the prospective student registered, or she'd teach them herself without the Academy's support. "Hong. My name's Hong Bao Kuai. And yes, I can teach you. That is, if you're willing to relocate to a, uhhh... colder climate. If you didn't catch it when I said 'student' earlier, I am a teacher. I love teaching. I'd be more than happy to take you under my wing at Striberg's Academy of Magic campus. Even if they refuse to admit you as a student, I could find you room and board and teach you in my spare time - of which I have plenty!" Hong was speaking hurriedly - excitedly. She was eager for Zymr's answer. "If you did decide to come, you could at least expect to have the same roof over your head each night and meals. I may not have enough sway to get every single student of mine status as a student of the Academy, but I at least have enough sway to promise that." |
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| Zymr | Tue Dec 23, 2014 3:42 am Post #9 |
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Zymr’s eye grew wide with disbelief, and her heart skipped a beat then immediately tried to make up for it by racing wildly. This was the opportunity of a lifetime. After being alone and only learning to survive for so long, she was ready to continue her knowledge gain and advance beyond just surviving. To accept the offer was the only correct response. Eagerly, Zymr started to nod her head in acceptance; however, it dawned on her that she knew virtually nothing about this woman. How could she trust this stranger she had only just met not even an hour past? Hoping for an answer, Zymr searched the woman’s eyes for hints or clues of deception, but she only found honesty and excitement. She could tell this woman enjoyed what she did and truly wanted to help. Still, she couldn’t be 100% sure until she’d seen credible proof of Hong’s identity. Hesitantly, she gave her reply, “I would love to accept your generous offer, ma’am. I never thought I’d have a chance like this. But, and I hope I don’t offend, I’d like to hold off on saying for sure whether or not I’ll come with you. Can I join you tomorrow when you visit your student? I think seeing your interaction would give me the confirmation I need. And again, please don’t be offended. We did just meet.” Blood flushed her cheeks. Anxiety welled deep in her chest, making it ache as if someone were forcing a dull blade through her sternum. She was terrified of offending the one person who didn’t seem afraid to talk to her, who didn't immediately belittle her lack of education, and on top of that, she’d not even as much as glanced at her scars. It was rare to meet someone blind to appearance but wise to potential, and Zymr had a lot of potential but always lacked the essential component to that—opportunity. |
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| Hong Bao Kuai | Fri Dec 26, 2014 12:14 am Post #10 |
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Seeing Zymr's reaction to her offer made Hong all the more sure in her decision to invite the young lady to study at the academy. If there was a 'most important characteristic' to learning, Hong would argue that it was enthusiasm. Zymr had plenty of that. What Hong didn't expect were the tables to be turned on her. This caution and cleverness pleased Hong. "Oh, sweetheart, I'm not offended at all. This whole time I've been wondering to myself 'Hong, what if she's a psychotic serial killer!', but I know how to handle myself. When I'm done teaching you, you'll have no worries either. Of course you can come and see me in action tomorrow, I'm not offended at all! Do you have a room for the night?" When the girl said she hadn't yet secured a room, Hong nodded. "Well, let me take care of that, and meet me tomorrow at the site. I'll leave directions with the staff so they can have someone take you, if need be. Or you can just try to find it on your own! Until tomorrow, then, Miss Zymr." Hong laughed heartily while excusing herself, resisting the urge to tousle Zymr's hair as she departed. Hong chugged the chocolate milk before she reached the tavern keeper, returning the mug and arranging a room of Zymr. A quick set of instructions and a few coins insured that Zymr would sleep well, and find Hong at the site tomorrow. ********* After a good night's rest, and an admittedly late start to the day, Hong arrived at the research site to find that Zymr hadn't arrived yet. Good, at least the instructions she left were enough to cover her late start. Hong scrunched her nose in amusement, satisfied with her superb planning. "Ahhh, Talamae. There you are!" Hong addressed her student, a young, dark-skinned elf that carried herself in an obviously-nervous manner. Her long, black hair covered the hood of her silk robe almost completely. "He...Hello, Professor Kuai. I mean, Professor Hong. Sorry..." Hong chuckled, making her way to the large apparatus that Talamae had set up. It looked akin to a telescope, but with a meter by where one would look into it. "Are these the readings you were talking about, Talamae?" Talamae nodded, spurring Hong on to take a closer look. |
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| Zymr | Mon Dec 29, 2014 2:42 am Post #11 |
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Though Zymr had very little money, she tried to talk Hong out of paying for her stay but was quickly interrupted with plans for the next day. The woman adamantly pushed her speech forward so that elf could not refuse. Zymr both admired that determination and was afraid of it. As Hong departed, Zymr sat back in her chair quietly finishing her ale. The noise of the tavern was winding down, but Zymr’s mind was filled with loud thoughts that could have even dulled down the sound of an explosion. Was this the right thing to do? Could she really be ready for this? She could not be completely sure, but her gut was telling her that she could not pass this up. Looking up as her mug ran dry, she realized almost everyone in the tavern had departed. She stood up, collecting her things, and went to see the tavern keeper about her tab. To her surprise, Hong had also paid for her food and drink. I can already imagine what spending time with that woman will be like, she thought to herself with a reluctant chuckle. The keeper had the maid walk her to her room, and as she entered the quaint little space, the woman handed Zymr a long piece of parchment with detailed directions scribbled down. Embarrassed, she asked the barmaid, “Excuse me, but do you think I could just speak with the person Hong told this to in the morning?” The woman nodded and told her to speak with the keeper again. “Thanks,” she muttered, shutting the door and locking it behind her. The room was tiny, but it had a small, metal washbasin and a dry cloth, a chair with a desk, and a bed big enough for one person. On the wall opposite to the door was a small window looking out towards the marketplace. Zymr let out a deep sigh and kicked off her boots, undressing for bed. It had been awhile since she’d seen the comforts of a sturdy shelter. Her tent was always nice and warm, but it wouldn’t protect her from large things that wanted in. Crawling beneath the blankets, it wasn’t long before morning arrived … Zymr’s eyes fluttered open as the noise of the day nudged her into consciousness. She stretched as she got up from the bed, looking over her shoulder and out the window. Coming to a sudden halt as she realized how high the sun was already. She rattled off a few expletives as she hurried to get dressed and collect her stuff. Running out of the room in a frenzy, she rushed out the door, only to remember she had no idea where she was going. There wasn’t time to head back to speak with the innkeep. Relying on her tracking skills and her quick scout of the area yesterday, she found her way to the research site where she saw the Haunian woman and her student. The student was elvish like her and had a similar nervous disposition. Both Hong and her student were huddled around a strange device that Zymr had never seen. Zymr slowed to a halt. Now was her chance to run and never look back if she wanted to. Though her mind was still unsure, she found herself quietly walking towards them, unsure of her decision and how to apologize for her tardiness. |
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| Hong Bao Kuai | Mon Jan 5, 2015 5:02 am Post #12 |
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Hong nodded as she peered into the instrument, occasionally pulling her head back far enough to glance at the meter. "Interesting, indeed, Talamae." Talamae nodded from beside Hong. "Yes, professor, I thought so, too. I'm not sure what it OH SWEET STARS!" Talamae exclaimed as she turned and noticed Zymr, a sighting that surprised her. "Oh, goodness. I'm sorry, you just surprised me, is all. I'm so, so ... I'm sorry. Are you lost? Can I help you?" Hong turned around at the exclamation, having jumped so high when Talamae had exclaimed that she had nearly knocked over the instrument. "Oh, Zymr! Hello! You're just in time, I only got here a few minutes ago! Good thing I wasn't as late as I usually am. Talamae, this is Zymr, a prospective student of the Academy. Zymr, this is Talamae, my student I was telling you I came out to see. Feel free to ask her any questions you may have about me, or life at the Academy. Talamae, make sure you answer her questions as best you can. She's still not sure if she wants to come or not, so I'm counting on you to be my Academy Recruiter while I finish up looking at your set-up!" Hong chuckled, and - adjusting her glasses - went back to looking into the device. "Oh, umm. Okay. I guess I can answer any questions you have. I guess." Talamae was obviously a bit nervous at the prospect of being left in charge of recruiting a student. She kept looking at the ground, then back up to Zymr, trying so hard to maintain eye contact despite her incredible shyness. |
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| Zymr | Mon Jan 5, 2015 6:13 am Post #13 |
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The two women jumped, like a ghost ran its icy fingers up their spines. I didn’t realize I was being so quiet, Zymr thought to herself with a giggle. But after meeting Hong, she could honestly just assume that they had been consumed in what they were doing. Passion radiated from both of them. Zymr couldn’t help but to smile as she made her way to them. However, her smile melted into sheer nervousness again in an instant. As the unknown elven student asked, “Can I help you?” Zymr went to open her mouth for a quick response, but sighed in relief as Hong took over, explaining whom she was and introducing them. She nodded at the elf woman, trying to make sure she remembered her name—Talamae. Hong’s laugh cut some of the tension for a second, but then the awkward reality of being alone with someone she didn’t know set in. Though Talamae had given her the opening she needed to ask questions, no words were coming to her. A knot formed in her throat, and she felt like she couldn’t breathe. For a good solid minute, they avoided each others eyes before Zymr finally burst out, “Umm, hi! I’m Zymr, and, umm…” She looked down again fumbling for words to say. Looking back at Talamae, she searched for a response. Her eyes focused on the woman’s face. Talamae’s eyes were averted again, and she chewed nervously on her lips. Zymr's gaze settled on the smoothness of cheeks and the way the light reflect off them. “I… I like your skin?” she sputtered brainlessly. “I… I mean! It’s just nice. In this light, it glows,” she fumbled, trying to save this train wreck of a conversation with no avail. Her eyes fluttered closed, and she massaged the bridge of her nose. What the **** is wrong with me? she thought, mentally beating herself. “Umm, can I start over?” she asked, shyly. To Zymr’s relief, the elf nodded and smiled knowingly. Seeing her mannerisms, it was obvious this woman had suffered embarrassment kin to this. “Okay, well, hello. My name is Zymr. I met Hong last night, and she invited me to join the Academy, but I have my concerns. Namely, what is it like up there? Would someone like me even fit in? Is there a lot of reading involved in course work?” As she asked the last one, self-consciousness took over, and her face turned bloodshot red. “Oh, and I have one more question… Is she always so intense? And should I be scared? Well, that makes two, but you know what I mean,” she laughed, nervously twiddling her fingers again. It was like she was a child. Get it together, Zymr. Geez. Edited by Zymr, Mon Jan 5, 2015 6:15 am.
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| Hong Bao Kuai | Mon Jan 26, 2015 9:08 am Post #14 |
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Talamae nodded as Zymr started. "Uhhh, thanks? It's good skin. Keeps me safe from contamination, if I remember my biology lesson right... I like your scars. It makes you look strong. Like no matter what happens, you'll overcome and keep fighting." Talamae blushed before breaking eye contact and staring at the floor. When Zymr offered to start over again, Talamae was all too happy to oblige her the favor. Hmmm. That's a lot of questions. But I think that answers your second question, to be honest. There's not really a 'type' at the Academy. I mean, there's 'normal', for whatever that's worth, but really, students come to the Academy to study a plethora of subjects relating to magic. Being a stranger to any type of anything is sort of moot in the pursuit of knowledge of the known and unknown! But your eagerness to learn will put you right at home. As far as what it's like at the Academy, that depends a lot on what you do with your free time. The city itself, even though it's so far north and nestled among icebergs, is actually really pleasant in temperature, and that includes the Academy itself! There's lots of shops and stuff in the town, and a lot of it caters to magic, since the biggest Academy of Magic campus is there. The campus itself isn't too shabby, either." Talamae showed no signs of slowing down, having obviously found her confidence in her zeal for lauding the Academy and showcasing her ability to be of use providing information. "A lot of students stay in the dorms, so you'll get to meet a lot of neat people there. Hopefully, you'll get a roommate you get along with, though. That is, if you're staying at the dorms, sorry, I just sort of assumed there, for a moment.... Talamae blushed slightly, but - in a minute motion - shook her head, refusing to get sidetracked in her duty as recruiter. "There's lots of reading if you're taking theoretical or introductory courses, but as you go higher up in the course-levels, you get to start doing a lot more hands-on stuff. Though, maybe I've just gotten used to all the reading that it seems like the amount has decreased. Talamae glanced up and over to Hong, a hand rising to run through the tips of her hair as she momentarily lost herself in the prospect. When she snapped back, Talamae remembered the last of Zymr's questions. "Yes. She has no off button, and I think her dial was cranked up to 11 and snapped off. But you shouldn't be scared. Her intensity makes her an invaluable professor and mentor. No matter what it is, she's more than eager to go out of her way to help students. She loves to see people learn. In fact, she's here right now because of that intensity. This project I'm doing is part of one of her classes. The rubric she gave had no mention of professor aid, so when I asked her to come help me, I knew when she said yes that she wasn't only acting as my professor, but my friend. She wasn't obliged to come and assist me, but she did anyway. That enthusiasm is really helpful. It can usually get even lackadaisical or struggling students excited and eager to learn. But oh goodness, I've said so much. I'm sorry. Did you have any other questions? Or did you want me to clarify anything?" |
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| Zymr | Sat Feb 14, 2015 9:14 pm Post #15 |
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The compliment caught her slightly off-guard, but she muttered a humble “Thanks” in response. Then the bombardment of information came streaming in. Having little contact with the real world, Zymr’s language skills were lacking, and there were parts that she had a hard time comprehending, not to mention how excitable and quick-tongued Talamae was. As she broke off, embarrassed by a comment, Zymr quickly put in, “Ah, yeah, I guess I will be.” Her heart sank a little as the elf continued, stating that there would be a lot of reading in the introductory courses. Hong had mentioned that she’d help teach her though, so that alone wouldn’t sway her answer, whatever she decided it to be. When Talamae started in on Hong, Zymr relaxed, letting go of the stress and worry she’d built up. The way she spoke of Hong only strengthened everything Zymr had felt when they met and talked. Everything about Hong had felt genuine, honest, and laced with a fierce passion, and that all was reassured. Before she’d even stopped talking, Zymr’s mind was made up. “No more questions! I’m satisfied. Thank you for sharing!” she said with a smile. Then she turned and made her way over to Hong. As Hong resumed her upward position from the telescope, Zymr spoke with cutting confidence for the first time ever, “Hong Bao Kuai, I’m in. I’m ready to learn. Give me a few months to get there and get things figured out, then I’ll be yours for however long it takes.” And that’s all there was. Hong and Zymr worked out the details, and Hong gave her a map to lead her where she needed to go. After refusing many offers to take her back, Zymr refused, wanting to make the trek herself. It was her personal journey to start, and from there, she set out on her way. |
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