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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/8/2017 7:15:00 PM
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The moment she stepped into the lot, the world shifted slightly. Senses intensified, green was greener, the wind rustled through the grass and leaves like a faint harp. Fir, Rowan, Green Tea, Pepermint, and coffee mixed through the air in a tapestry of pleasant aromas. It was warmer here than outside, like a spring day instead of early winter. Inside, the house was richly decorated with wooden sculpture and paintings. Verdantus reclined on a rocking chair that looked hand made, and gestured broadly to his surroundings.
“Welcome as a guest to my home, please, make yourself company and Angie shall get us something to drink.”
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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?”
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[i]"Depends on the meal, but yeah. Why?" [/i]
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“I suppose you could pay for each spell with a meal.”
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[i]"Alright, that works. Am I cooking for the cute maid too, or just you?" [/i]
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“The both of us plus my apprentice, Rosa.”
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[i]"You have yourself a deal. When do I star?" [/i]
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“We can begin immediately if you like.”
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[i]"Okay. Just let me head home to grab some things and I'll start." And with that, Nat had left. She returned about an hour later, her staff and armour gone and replaced by a strange outfit. She had on a maid costume for the laughs, with the whole nine yards - The little headpiece, stockings, all of that. She had a black bag in her hands full of fresh ingredients, and she knocked on the door soon upon arriving. "Hello?" [/i]
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Angie opened the door and smiled faintly as she let her in.
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[i]Natalie entered and went straight to the kitchen, where she prepared a nice steak meal. [/i]
