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The1HBIC Trying not to smile she listened to him chant about the Gebo rune. Yeah, she got it. They were both a chant of some sort. It's just with Intaglio she got to use her wand, and she didn't have to say such a mouthful of... stuff. "Well I prefer the intaglio method when actually doing the risting. I prefer using my wand instead of the poky looking burin thing." Using her wand was much quicker than physically carving the runes. And with all the time she had wasted in class by pouting and not doing anything she especially needed to carve her runes the fastest way she could.
Watching the expression on his face change Marie held her breath not sure what she was about to hear.
Nothing?
That was a whole lot of nothing going on there yesterday. Knowing she was pushing it here she couldn't stop herself. She KNEW there was something between them... or there had been at one time. He didn't get upset and leave class over nothing. "Okay, maybe I worded my question wrong then. Why was Neptune able to get you so visibly upset that you had to leave class?" Not to mention why was he able to get her so upset that she had to leave class too?
Not looking at what he was writing she continued to look directly at him. She just wanted to understand what was going on with him. Was that so wrong of her to want to do that? To understand what her boyfriend was going through and to help him through it if she could.
"I prefer doing stuff with my hands." Jim answered. He really did. Sure he was always willing to do magic stuff and all, and he was good at it even though he pretended he wasn't, it was just that he found it relaxing, sort of ... centering, to work with his hands. Feel things. Touch them. Know they were real. And that he was real too.
Eh.
Another question.
Would she believe him if he said it was... "It was performance art." He answered, still staring resolutely at the parchment in front of him. "We're gonna put up a sign up sheet for the new drama club." His voice was tinged with sarcasm and when he looked up he grinned ruefully. Kidding. Worth a shot but kidding.
"Its... its really no big thing, Marie. It doesn't even matter anymore. It just doesn't. I was having a bad day, thats all." And it bugged him a LOT that he had been 'visibly' upset.
Jim dropped his quill in his lap and rubbed at his face with the back of his hand. "She's just impossible. Thats all."