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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/8/2017 3:36:14 PM
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[i]"Well that's the obvious thing here," Nat responded, taking a look at the hole and each of the shovels.
"Need some help?" [/i]
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“It depends a great deal on what I’m teaching. What do you want to learn?”
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[i]"Something that will make me powerful. If you can, I wish to learn something related to fire, or healing perhaps." [/i]
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“Power. Yes I can indeed grant that. Healing is also a specialty of mine, though fire is one of my weaker subjects.”
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[i]"Then please, teach me to heal." [/i]
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“Alright. Come back tomorrow and we’ll begin your training. I’ll need a bit of time to round out a lesson plan and draw up a contract.”
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[i]"Alright." With that said, Natalie finished her yes and left the building. [/i] [spoiler]End, or skip until tomorrow? [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]We can skip, but I’ll be a little bit. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Kk. I'll let you kick it off when you want to. [/spoiler]
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The next day...
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[i]Nat had decided to come back around noonish, though she had been delayed by around half of an hour due to a few things she needed to take care of with the Trayvens. She was now donning her usual battle garb of a leather jerkin and matching leggings, the set coloured a dark purple to match her hair and with added patches of red velvet on the shoulders. Her staff hanged off her back in a small red harness for easy access. [/i]
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Verdantus was sat outside waiting for her on a rock
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[i]"So woody, I think we should at least learn each other's names before we try to teach me, wouldn't you agree?" Nat inquired as she approached the rock. It had occured to her on the approach that she didn't actually know his name, and vice versa. All she knew was his race was tied to nature. [/i]
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“For now Verdantus will do, and yours?”
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[i]"Natalie, call me Nat." [/i]
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“A pleasure to see you again. Now, before we begin there’s one small matter, a contract setting out payment.”
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[i]"Alright. Whats the payment?" [/i]
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“Time and knowledge. For every second I teach you you owe me one second of your time, and for every spell I teach you, you will demonstrate one of your gravity spells to me.”
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[i]"I don't have enough spells for that, man. I have like, six, tops." [/i]
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“Give me a moment to think then...”
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[i]"..."[/i]
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“Then perhaps we’ll just double the time commitment then, hm?”
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[i]"Do you think healing magic knowledge takes twelve seconds, dude?" [/i]
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“No, nor does teaching it.”
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[i]"Exactly. So I'm cool with paying you what you'd like, just as long as I actually can. And I can't go teaching you all my magic since I don't have enough of it to pay the fee, y'know?" [/i]
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“Of course.” He ponders for a moment. “Can you cook?”
