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The effervescent drink bubbled to the surface of Theri's stomach and he covered his mouth with a fist to stifle a belch. The newcomer, Linda seemed nice enough, and she was definitely one of the more capable students. Cliff asked him an innocuous question, and Theri couldn't help but reply sarcastically. "Yeah, I seem to recall something like a dog chasing a cat right into a Therion, or something like that...?" It almost sounded like a joke, and he would have giggled had he the energy.

The magi slammed his head onto the table, in despair at Cliff's correct reminder of his schedule. "Ugghh don't remind mee, I always fall asleep in Origin History class." The statement was punctuated by him hitting his head on the table, out of frustration, a few more times for emphasis. "I came here to become stronger, not hear a long-winded dissertation on how this ugly rock came to be." Truly, it had to be the magi's LEAST favorite class, though that isn't to say he found ways to enjoy it every now and then.

As Linda started drinking her monstrous concoction, Theri let out a low whistle from pursed lips. He didn't bother to say anything about it, rather he was at a loss for words that she so casually drank the liquid mess. "Yeeah, uh... Yeah I think High Wizard Traf said you two have detention." As if summoned by his words, Traf appeared in a puff of smoke and, "Burgers!" Theri levitated one of the burgers into his hands, "I was so focused on grabbing Cliff's bribe I forgot to get something myself."

Usually he wouldn't dare take food from Traf without asking, but it had been a long day and Therion was feeling a little risky. Besides, the High Wizard had asked for his help, certainly some cheap food wasn't too much recompense, right? Therion simply smiled, the crazy wide grin he always got when abusing magic for no good reason, and began to wolf down the burger.

"Not at all," came his reply between mouthfuls of burger. Theri pulled water from the air with another spell, delivering a drink of water to his mouth, clearing his throat in the process. "Are we still on for that rune-work later?" There was always something to be learned about what NOT to do with runes when it came to Traf.