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Dusk Wonder
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“Not everyone is good at everything.” I respond, while looking Lily in the eyes.
She breaks eye contact first, frowning. “Hello Lily, Mark.” I greet the two as they come closer.
“Uh, Emily right?”
“Emils.”
“Right. I’m sorry about Lily. She’s just upset about the last test. She’s a lot friendly otherwise.”
I set the spear aside, “It’s fine, besides, there is nothing wrong with finding out what I can and can’t do. While I am better at the sword, it’s a short range tool. I just need something with a longer reach instead.”
“Ha, nothing beats magic in terms of distance,
Frustration. Another emotion. Easier to remove, but quick to come back.
Annoying. Frustration begets frustration.
“Oh, it’s you kids.” Terra notices, “Since most of you guys are here, I guess I can tell you ahead of time. Your next exam will be a written one, before you get your F ranks.”
Lily instantly latches onto Terras words, “oh, any hint on what it’ll be?”
“Eh. Just standard identification of stuff, strategy making, and guild rules. You’ll find about most of it in the library, but I can’t tell you where. Everyone goes though it, so don’t worry about it.”
“Oh.” Mark looks a bit worried, “I’m not all that good at remembering stuff.”
“Don’t worry to hard, it’s not scored. We just wanna look at how well everyone does at different situations. You won’t believe at how many people start off without knowing how to read. Test should be tomorrow afternoon, come in whenever, you don’t need to be together when it happens. Helps deter cheating.”
Terra gives us a few pointers before leaving.
It’s going to be late afternoon.
> There seems to be a misunderstanding. I gain more from consuming a living core. I can only copy something from scanning someone.
I had gained most of my abilities from consuming the cores of others.
> Adjusting my body density is a concept I have not considered.
Reducing the mass in my arm, I grab a nearby throwing knife to throw at the range, but it misses. It might just be that I am not good at this.
“Your technique seems fine,” Mark notes, “maybe try some other tools. Sand and stones for example. Doesn’t have to be knives.” He picks one up and throws it perfectly into the bulls eye.
“Or magic.” Lily adds, quickly flicking her wrist at the range while muttering a quick chant. Something about a wind needle. The air flutters and an invisible impact hits the paper target.
“With your aim, maybe throw a bunch of stuff instead. Some of them is bound to hit.” Lily comments.
“We’re planning to head up to the library to look up what to study. Would you like to join us?” Mark asks.
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