“technically can we ignore this?”
“George. You look like a lively bunch. Must be a fun class.” George remarks. Putting away his tools, he packed up.
“Got more things to do. Have any other requests?”
Faustus looks at the letter. “But, I mean, why would we? It’s one of the chances of seeing our skills against some creature. Sounds don’t come out of nothing.”
“Fair. Faustus you down just quick knocking it out once I finish up my thing for Engineering club?”
“I say that’s plenty fine.” Rachel chuckles. “Now, just go on and do your things. It’ll be alright by then.”
“Alrighty”
Matija departs from the student council room and heads over to the Class VI dorms
“That? You use a Water Quartz called Mind. It increases the storage capacity of mana in an ARCUS unit. But you need Water Sepith for that.” George remarks. He grabs his toolbox in one hand and another box of Quartz in another hand.
“I’ll have to lock this place up. Can’t have students coming in and causing explosions now.”
“We should go.” Fie agrees, nodding her head. “I’ll just go to my secret nap spot. See you later.”
And out she goes, zipping away.
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You see a brooding Hunter and a girl on the first floor. From one of your previous trips, you recognise this person to be one of the Lacrosse Club members.
After you cast the Chrono Drive Arte…
You do feel lighter on your feet, but nothing else seems special.
“Out you go…”
George pushes Magnus out of the building, and closes the doors behind him. Locking it.
“I’ll be back in the evening if you need me.”
Fie has already zipped somewhere out of sight. Even without the arte, she was faster.
“Oh her? She went up. Probably to her room in pure embarassment.” Rachel grins, never failing to pick on her junior.
Her room is on the third floor.
“Appreciate it” Matija quickly heads up the stairs to the third floor and knocks on Ferris’s door
The door… is closed.
“Who’s there?”
Ferris asks, though her voice seemed way too soft to be usually her.
As Magnus jogged to the dormitory, he passed by the inn, with Sara seemingly chatting up a storm with a man dressed in white. An old friend?
