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She did not go anywhere other than the library and she took her time going. It was delightful to be outside in fresh air. She did not often go unless work called her to it. It still felt like a small betrayal, though; enjoying anything when she was the only one left outside of her elder brother.
At least the ache was manageable today. She had to carefully navigate the steps leading up to the main doors on the ground level of the library - an awkward affair at the best of times.
She found that she had made it there in advance of Suleiman. Rather than sit, she simple waited near the door, leaning against an ornate pillar of stone. So close to so many magic tomes, she could feel the greasy feel of magic en potentia riding the air.
She was lost in thoughts of magic - what they had been taught so far, most of it unimportant to her own long-term goals - when Suleiman broke her from her reverie with a start.
Her eyes ran up and down him, a wry smile tugging at the corner of her lips. "Cleaned up? Well, then, let us get dusty. I am looking in to some of the ingredients - their qualities and such." She listed off a handful of them to the Maraan youth. She still did not quite look him in the eye - or at least not from the side of her that was ruined.
"Do you know where to find such information?" It was a long shot - Suleiman was not, as a general rule, useful when it came to a lot of academic pursuits. He was, however, a good person on the whole. And he might just know where the articles may be. She did not come to the library often at all.
At least the ache was manageable today. She had to carefully navigate the steps leading up to the main doors on the ground level of the library - an awkward affair at the best of times.
She found that she had made it there in advance of Suleiman. Rather than sit, she simple waited near the door, leaning against an ornate pillar of stone. So close to so many magic tomes, she could feel the greasy feel of magic en potentia riding the air.
She was lost in thoughts of magic - what they had been taught so far, most of it unimportant to her own long-term goals - when Suleiman broke her from her reverie with a start.
Her eyes ran up and down him, a wry smile tugging at the corner of her lips. "Cleaned up? Well, then, let us get dusty. I am looking in to some of the ingredients - their qualities and such." She listed off a handful of them to the Maraan youth. She still did not quite look him in the eye - or at least not from the side of her that was ruined.
"Do you know where to find such information?" It was a long shot - Suleiman was not, as a general rule, useful when it came to a lot of academic pursuits. He was, however, a good person on the whole. And he might just know where the articles may be. She did not come to the library often at all.
