Jan 27, 2022 6:11 PM
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She's going to accept that but she pretends to waffle, so as to conceal exactly how badly she is going to do if she gets a lot of Marathi assigned.

 

"You know what? Sure. It's good advertising giving you a divining rod anyway, and if language period's free half the time I can make more of them."

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"Cheers. All right, what've you got there?" This is a great deal for El too because she will get these Marathi spells which are presumably not for laying waste to one's enemies.

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They're for bookbinding, and leather tanning, and shield talismans that deflect spells back at the caster.

"That's the one I was going for," Annie says when El gets to it. "I think I can do shields if they're fighty shields."

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"Keen," says El. "Bitch to pronounce, though, how do you want it transliterated?"

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"Wanna read it out to me? Fighty shields are probably useful even if your boyfriend is Orion Lake."

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"No doubt but he hasn't put a ring on it," says El, tapping her wrist where a power-sharer isn't, "so I don't want to actually cast it right now. I guess I can do it in bits and pieces." She does this. Marathi has some very irritating consonants.

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Annie transcribes.

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A smell wafts around the edges of the door. "Ugh, that'll be him," says El, "you'd think someone'd spot him in the shower when he's covered in mal juice -" She opens the door. "All -" she begins, but all what is not clear, because it's not Orion.

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Annie was in the middle of picking up her stuff to go while simultaneously trying to look like a good candidate to throw in a third, if you were in the mood for that, and suddenly she's instead dropping all her stuff on the desk because that's an American boy she barely knows - Jack??? - stabbing El through the stomach -

She has a knife in her hand before she has time to properly process what's going on. It's a very thoroughly enchanted knife but still, you don't want to be in knife fights if you can avoid them - bit late for that, though, because Jack has clearly noticed by now that there's a witness -

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El's reaching for the mana crystal she wears around her neck but Jack steps on it, squashing another spurt of blood out around the knife in her belly, and looks at Annisa. There's blood on one of his hands, and he smears it across his lips. "Company," he croons, as though not in the least unpleasantly surprised.

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Malficer. It fucks with your head after a while, supposedly, even if you started out just trying to do it in moderation to survive. She puts up a very simple shield and flings herself at Jack. His knife looks like just a knife, judging by how El's still twitching, but her knife is sharp enough to cut through steel, and also personal shields.

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Annisa can get Jack off El and cut his throat easily enough. El's scrabbling toward her tool chest on her desk.

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Tool chest, what's in it -

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"Packet on the left side," says El, dropping back down onto her elbow, "rip it open, mop up the blood with one side, other side on the wound. You're gonna have to take the knife out, if I touch it I think I'll pass out."

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"On it. Is it a problem if I get some of his blood."

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"Probably not."

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She's never encountered this kind of healing magic but she follows the instructions as exactly as she can. Tear it open, mop up the blood on one side, take the knife out and put it on with the other side down.

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"What the hell," she says when that's done. She is not sure if El's even conscious to answer her.

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She does not look super conscious. She's breathing, though, and the patch is glowing.

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She'd better survive, Annisa has no idea who else in their year has Marathi. She stands there for a second being an idiot, and then starts going through Jack's pockets in case he's conveniently carrying a guide to why he tried to murder El.

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Nope. Three snack bar tokens and a pencil.

El says, "Urgh," after a few minutes.

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"Hey! You feeling likely to make it? I have some healing in my room I'd sell you but I'm a bit worried if I leave now you'll be eaten before I get back, I'm all the way around on the other side."

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"I do look awfully appetizing. I can probably pay Liu or Aadhya to sit by while you run and fetch it if you ask them for me while I lie here, and if you think you can get it handled by curfew."

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How long is it to curfew. - she can do it but she'd better hurry, which means she's not going to get the story of why the fuck Jack just tried to murder El.

"Sure, which of them is closest and where?"

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El might have slightly passed out again but mumbles, "Across the hall just this side the loo."

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