Neforion Sky Express

Nerdy Discussions And Nostalgia

Morning came and all the students are obliged to return to the express for another exploration.
Atia turns to see the Pearlest one more time, she had never thought that she could experience those things as if it was part of the everyday life. She could notice that students had bracelets from the island, she couldn't have one probably because of the events that she attended to-- but...
'It was fun...' she thought, smiling. 'But-- my tongue still feels numb...' she sighed, and starts to walk on the frozen part of the ocean.

"Atee..." she felt hands, smaller than hers, tugged the side of her short. She turned to see the child who wrapped the rice ball in a banana leaf, Ines. The little girl held a necklace with a sampaguita flower carved from a black agate.

"Is this for me?" she asked, sitting down to level the little girl.
The little girl nodded, she swayed her body as if she was shy to give the necklace to the adventurer.
"I can't wear it on my own, mind if you put it around my neck?" she asked, sensing the shyness as if she had always know this.

Ines nodded and put it around her neck.

"Thank you! Atee loves it!!" Atia gave a smile, as the child smiled back.

The adventurers waved as the express flew away from Pearlest, until there's nothing to be seen but sea. All of the students cleared away from the window and started to go to different directions.
Atia turns from the glassed window and proceeded to one place she had never visited to in the express.

Closing the metallic door behind her, she felt the wind blow against her as if she could get carried away with the leaves. She watched the leaves, that flew in front of her, carried to the east.

'I wonder if this is my typical place...' she thought worriedly, standing on her toes trying to look at the edge as if hesitating to get there. She paused for a moment before wearing her usual poker face, silently wander around the miniature yard.

Noticing a familiar equipment, she walked near the lying person quietly, popping her head to the side of the trunk to find her sage classmate, Lillian, who was gazing at the foliage above her.
Atia's eyes then trailed on a lock of orange long hair beside Lillian, sleeping right next to the sage was Petra. Beside the sleeping dancer was her twin brother, Peter, who probably fell asleep while playing his guitar.

She straightens herself as she leans away from her position, only to feel someone tapping her shoulder. It took her a second to realize the tap and turns casually to the person, who happens to be Hugh.

"Since when were you behind me?" Atia asked monotonously with a smile.

"I could ask the same thing to you... You surprised me... Are you connected to a rouge class?" Hugh chuckled while rubbing the back of his head.

"Just a badbook, Hugh..." Atia answered, waving weakly. "Want some apples?" she asked as she opens a small spatial warp on her side while pulling an apple from it, shoving it towards the monk.

"I did not expect you to have a spatial magic there... It's a hereditary thing, isn't it?" Hugh accepts the apple as he approaches towards the tree where his friends were lazing under.

"I kinda forgot I even have this ever since I got here..." Atia scratched her cheek, trying to show a casually confused face. "Also, are you some sort of a magic nerd?"

"No, but-- Lillian over here, is a magic nerd and I think she might like to document your magic as part of the self-proclaimed part-time job of the two of them. If ever Emily haven't reached for you yet..."

"What?" Lillian asked as she sat up, turning to her classmate. "What magic, Hugh?"

"Spatial magic, Lillian..." Hugh cleared his throat.