♥ feast your eyes on my display

[newworldlover.livejournal.com]

[There's a strangely attractive woman taking over your library today, Plane. Sirkka is indulging herself. On the long study table beside her, there's a setting of Earl Grey for four and some delicious chocolate-dipped cookie treats— all things she took from the community kitchen, of course. Sirkka has her long legs crossed over another chair while she sips her tea. She's enjoying her book too much to care about manners, even laughing every once in a while. Must be a comedy right?

Nah, just Twilight.]

This really is like secondary school.

[If one is as empathic as she is, they might detect a sort of dark, lingering thought beneath all of this that she's trying to distract herself from.]

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[newworldlover.livejournal.com]

[Oh, hello, you are adorable. She gives him a smile and sets her book down on her lap.]

There is. Primary school is for when you're little, like about five, and then you get into secondary school around twelve or thirteen, and you stay there 'til you're about sixteen.

[She looks at his clothes.]

Though... you probably never got that chance, did you? You're dressed for adventure, or at least live in that kind of place. It's different in rural areas.

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

Ah, no. Vale was pretty small. I learned to read and stuff from my Mum and Dad.

[newworldlover.livejournal.com]

Ahh, that must have been nice. I'll be honest with you: secondary school is pretty awful for most people. It's generally a bunch of kids crammed into the same room, and they tell you that in order to fit in, you'll have to act like this or dress like this or like this. And a lot of people have problems with their parents at the same time, so it can be hard on them. You make some good friends though, people who are going through the same thing you are.

You don't really learn anything academically, but you do learn your emotional limits. And you keep growing.

[She offers him the plate of chocolate-dipped things.] Want one?

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

Wow. I'll take Kraden's lectures over that.

Ah? [FOOD?!] Thanks!

[newworldlover.livejournal.com]

Ahhh. A mentor, maybe?

[She pours him a cup of tea to go with it.]

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

Yeah. He's a scholar studying Psynergy and Alchemy.

[ooh tea! He takes a seat to properly enjoy this snack!]

[newworldlover.livejournal.com]

[She's always happy to listen.]

Those sound very important. What's Psynergy?

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

Manifestations of Alchemy that Adepts like me can use. There's four kinds: Venus, that I use, Mars, Mercury and Jupiter.

[newworldlover.livejournal.com]

Named after planets, hmm? That's interesting.

So alchemy is like... magic? I'm not sure I follow.

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

That's what some people have said.

I guess. I don't see it as anything but normal.

[newworldlover.livejournal.com]

It sounds interesting. I don't have anything like that myself. You must be very talented.

[Which is a bit of a lie. She's a psychic godmod. But oh well.]

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

I'm alright, I guess. I don't think there are many practicing Venus Adepts anyways, so I can't really compare myself to anyone.

[newworldlover.livejournal.com]

Then you'll just have to keep experimenting, I guess. Only you know your own limits, anyway.

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

I've hit them a few times. Not fun.

[newworldlover.livejournal.com]

But you learned from it, didn't you?

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

The hard way.

[newworldlover.livejournal.com]

[teasing] You lived.

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

Somehow.

[newworldlover.livejournal.com]

I'm Sirkka, by the way.

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

Hehe. I'm Isaac.

[newworldlover.livejournal.com]

It's nice to meet you. [She holds out her hand. The one not full of tea.]

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

[And Isaac takes it firmly. With the hand not full of biscotti]