Efficiency classes: boring, and way more useful for people who aren't her. Odette would probably just pull out a novel, but if she got terrible grades in every class that didn't matter to her, it would reflect badly on her professor father.
If only something interesting would happen.
Milan doesn't actually know anything about how local dancing works, so he takes a minute to observe before he joins in. He's an adequate dancer, but not spectacular.
Milan isn't anywhere near his maximum. He keeps up easily. Moving around while running high is nothing new to him.
The tempo does not stop accelerating. At this rate it's not going to be too much longer before he has to go faster than he ever did in skirmish.
How convenient that using magic to go faster also raises his maximum! Although it doesn't do it nearly fast enough. Clearly he should be doing pointlessly wasteful magic at all times.
The question is, exactly how much faster can he go with magic? Because he's outlasted most of the other players, but there are still several standing.
He can cheat a lot just using accelerated perception. He's not going to fall over and he's not going to get exhausted.
But it does eventually reach the point where he can't keep up even with three-branch magic, and while he is still going, he's not going fast enough.
"Out," Odette says, pointing to him, when he's far enough behind the music.
Illia wins, naturally. The second-place winner is congratulated more heartily than she is because she was generally considered to be going to win anyway.
It is a generally accepted fact amongst these people that Illia is Quite Simply The Best at this game.
Would he like to nerd froth with people some more while they're recovering?
So much nerd frothing!
Eventually people start peeling off to go to bed.
Yes, that's reasonable. Milan can do the same. It's approximately the same time by his body-clock that it is here.
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