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“This class is about essentials. Everyone needs to know how to work on cars, or any motorized vehicle you might own. I’m going to show you how anybody can fix a car using their magic, and not even get a speck of dirt on their clothes most of the time.Everyone should know how to change a tire, check their oil, and change their oil. Besides, with the busy lives you will have when you get out of school, wouldn’t you like to be able to do car maintenance in five minutes instead of sitting at a dirty and dusty mechanic’s shop waiting for the humans to take forty minutes or three hours to do the same thing? By the end of this class you’ll be able to change your own oil, and you’ll be able to change your tire without having to touch it.”
 
“This class is about essentials. Everyone needs to know how to work on cars, or any motorized vehicle you might own. I’m going to show you how anybody can fix a car using their magic, and not even get a speck of dirt on their clothes most of the time.Everyone should know how to change a tire, check their oil, and change their oil. Besides, with the busy lives you will have when you get out of school, wouldn’t you like to be able to do car maintenance in five minutes instead of sitting at a dirty and dusty mechanic’s shop waiting for the humans to take forty minutes or three hours to do the same thing? By the end of this class you’ll be able to change your own oil, and you’ll be able to change your tire without having to touch it.”
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TSONM 08/02 Appearance has changed. a handsome young man in his late twenties who turned heads wherever he went. His bright green eyes and dark, almost pitch-black hair were model-perfect. (Author changed her mind?)o
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TSONm 08/3 Heineken met his contact (Melchior) in an illicit area of the kemana. He was up to no good.  The price of the object had risen, too, for him, the possession of an elemental summoning stone, his sixteenth birthday gift and the only thing he had left of his brother. He carried it everywhere with him. Seth had died because he had been dragged into the wrong company. Ira needed this experiment to proceed smoothly so he could avenge his brother. Ira reminded himself that he was doing this for Seth.  He retrieved a small vial. He needed a tiny sample to see if it was a good fit. It had taken him five long years to learn how to draw magic from the kemana crystals. A scar on the heel of his left hand was a reminder of the first time he had tried and the power had been too much. It had bitten into his flesh and driven him away.
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He quieted his mind and allowed his magic to slip into his hands. Slowly, he walked forward and pressed the powerful magic against the crystals of the kemana, seeking a suitable access point. Melchior watched him closely, distracting him. Ira needed to get it over and done with. He found a slight weakness and siphoned a vestige of magic into the vial.
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The vessel glowed a bright white-blue which was difficult to hide. He slipped it into a leather pouch and into his pocket.

Latest revision as of 22:37, 2 December 2018


TSONM 05/17 Professor, Mechanics and Magic class. New, just transferred in from San Francisco. Professor Heineken was tall, with shoulder-length blond hair that he pulled back into a man-bun at the nape of his neck. His eyes were crystal blue, and his smile was perfect and white. He looked exactly like the kind of professor who would come from California.

“This class is about essentials. Everyone needs to know how to work on cars, or any motorized vehicle you might own. I’m going to show you how anybody can fix a car using their magic, and not even get a speck of dirt on their clothes most of the time.Everyone should know how to change a tire, check their oil, and change their oil. Besides, with the busy lives you will have when you get out of school, wouldn’t you like to be able to do car maintenance in five minutes instead of sitting at a dirty and dusty mechanic’s shop waiting for the humans to take forty minutes or three hours to do the same thing? By the end of this class you’ll be able to change your own oil, and you’ll be able to change your tire without having to touch it.”

TSONM 08/02 Appearance has changed. a handsome young man in his late twenties who turned heads wherever he went. His bright green eyes and dark, almost pitch-black hair were model-perfect. (Author changed her mind?)o

TSONm 08/3 Heineken met his contact (Melchior) in an illicit area of the kemana. He was up to no good. The price of the object had risen, too, for him, the possession of an elemental summoning stone, his sixteenth birthday gift and the only thing he had left of his brother. He carried it everywhere with him. Seth had died because he had been dragged into the wrong company. Ira needed this experiment to proceed smoothly so he could avenge his brother. Ira reminded himself that he was doing this for Seth. He retrieved a small vial. He needed a tiny sample to see if it was a good fit. It had taken him five long years to learn how to draw magic from the kemana crystals. A scar on the heel of his left hand was a reminder of the first time he had tried and the power had been too much. It had bitten into his flesh and driven him away. He quieted his mind and allowed his magic to slip into his hands. Slowly, he walked forward and pressed the powerful magic against the crystals of the kemana, seeking a suitable access point. Melchior watched him closely, distracting him. Ira needed to get it over and done with. He found a slight weakness and siphoned a vestige of magic into the vial. The vessel glowed a bright white-blue which was difficult to hide. He slipped it into a leather pouch and into his pocket.