Amargo Moore
Yet again another day stuck in class. The young woman wanted nothing more than to have the class finish already. While Amargo did enjoy being here and spending time with people like her, the classes never changed. When she had first arrived at the Academy she had hoped the classes would be a lot more interesting but they were just the same as they were before, normal people or not. There wasn’t a whole lot that went on in the Academy that was even remotely interesting. If anything there would be the occasional accident where a student lost control of their abilities, but the staff was quick to get it under control before anything happened.
At the current moment Amago was sitting in class. The entire room was eerily silent but for good reason. They were all told to read their textbooks in silence. All of this was in preparation for the quiz that they may or may not be taking the next day. Every now and then dark grey eyes would glance over at the clock, counting the remaining minutes until the class would end. At this point it didn’t even seem like it ever would. The young magni looked at the clock for what felt like the twentieth time and saw that they still had about half an hour left. It was then that Amargo’s knee began to bounce up and down and from the looks of it the teacher had taken notice. The teacher glared at her as if telling her to stop and all she could do was hide behind her textbook and try to keep her leg from bouncing. She was just so bored with this class.
Thankfully it was the last class before things were to get interesting. As she sat there Amargo began to imagine what it would be like to take a combat class. It was definitely a class that the normal people didn’t offer, so hopefully it’d be a lot more interesting than taking such mundane classes like English. Maybe they would have duels and stuff, sort of like a magic tournament. With that thought in mind, the idea of hosting a magic tournament didn’t sound all too bad but considering how stiff the school was, Amargo doubted they would allow. ‘On the other hand I can try out that new trick I’ve been working on.’ Thinking about it caused a goofy smile to spread across her face. She wondered just how many people she get with it. There was already a small slew of students and even staff that had fallen prey to the invisible wall. They were all so confused by it and they would even pat the air trying to find the source. Finally a small giggle escaped her lips and she stiffened. Peeking over the top of her textbook the teacher was glaring at her again but this time she was approaching her desk.
Suddenly the bell rang and without a moment’s hesitation Amargo jumped out of her seat and dashed for the door. Bursting into the already filled hallways, the air magni couldn’t help but laugh aloud. “Oh that was fun.” Amargo was one of the Academy’s lesser known pranksters since she only did it a small scale, unlike a certain pair of twins that went above and beyond. Still giggling she made sure all of her things were in her bag. It would be pretty troublesome if she had forgotten something in the classroom and thankfully she didn’t. Most students were already well on their way to their next destination but Amargo didn’t feel the need to rush. It would undoubtedly increase her excitement if she prolonged the fun. For good five or ten minutes, Amargo wondered the halls, skipping about and making sure not to get caught.
Along the way she played her invisible wall trick on a couple people and each of their reactions were priceless. It was all she could do to keep from bursting out laughing and giving herself away. Do you even plan on going Amargo? Stopping her next trick, Amargo glanced to her left. “Well of course I’m going. It’s by far the most interesting class that I’ll be taking. I wouldn’t want to miss out on all the fun.” It was hard enough making herself go every day to the same old boring classes. At least this way there would be something worth waiting for at the end of the day.
Bavol then materialized beside her although you could just barely make him out. Well if you say so. Just know that they might not let you participate if you’re late. Amargo pondered this statement for a while. Her demon was right but he was also the kind of demon that needed order. Eventually Amargo came to the realization that postponing the fun might just ruin her chances to even enjoy it in the end. “Aw man you’re right.” Amargo frowned at Bavol just as he dematerialized. Adjusting the straps of her backpack, Amargo was well on her way to the classroom. Hopefully she wouldn’t be late.