Nick finished carving his foundation laws into his mindscape at around 4 pm, Friday night. Nick felt too tired to do anything afterwards so he took a shower and went to bed, falling into a deep sleep. When he next awoke, it was around 6 am Sunday morning; he had apparently missed his phone alarm twice. Nick got up out of bed and his mind was a little hazy and he was also incredibly hungry.
(I've had a good amount of rest, I should start by getting some food in me before looking at my mindscape.)
Nick took a shower, got dressed and left his room heading to the cafeteria. When he got there, many people were also buying breakfast or eating at a table. Nick bought double portions of sausages, eggs and pancakes with maple syrup along with a bottle of orange juice. Nick sat down at a table to eat and only focused on the food, not paying any attention to his surroundings.
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Marcia was alone, eating quietly at the far left side of the cafeteria. Normally she would be eating with a group of friends but things had been rough for her lately because of Don's change in attitude, mostly spending time in is room supposedly studying and practicing magic. Once Don stopped meeting up with them, Marcia's usual group of friends seemed to not want to readily include her in their activities. Marcia bit her lip.
(Damn it! Since Don decided to focus on his magical training, my 'friends' have been completely ignoring me. Sigh, it looks like they only tolerated me because I was close to Don but since he no longer hangs out with us, they stopped caring about me.)
Marcia was born into a life of servitude as both of her parents were servants of the Bartholomews, a powerful Magicians' family, and she was expected to be the same. Many Magician families guarded against outsiders by choosing their servants from one of or a few families that they had history with. To regular society, this was a normal and fair arrangement since the family of servants would receive protection and financial support in exchange for their family members providing the Magicians' family some kind of service but the length of service usually extended until the end of the servants' life. Also, usually the Magicians' family would decide what purpose any servant would serve and that servant could not refuse so long as there was no obvious reason to. Marcia was sick of this life, since young she was made to accompany Don Bartholomew. This was somewhat arranged by her parents who had some influence on the management of the Bartholomews' household in hopes that Don would take a liking to her; she had known and attended to Don since she was 10 years old but Don only started paying special attention to her when they were both around 16 years old and this was because she had started to develop physically, looking more and more like a woman. Don became nice to her in contrast to his usual indifference and treated her well up to the day that they first came to this academy. At first she was only sent here to help Don settle in but at student registration, when she saw how Ray Menzes had killed two young men who got into a physical altercation, a desire welled up in her for that same kind of power. How would she get it? She was already in the place where she could get that kind of power. Knowing Don's 'playful' nature, a plan came to mind almost immediately on how she could become a student of this academy as well.
The Bartholomews are a very influential family even at Richter Order Academy and Marcia knew that as long as she could get Don to request that she accompany him as a student, she could gain enrollment and a chance to get rid of her servant status. After orientation when they were taken to the dorms and Don and her entered his room, she made her move. Knowing that Don was attracted to her, she hugged him and whispered to him that she wanted to accompany him in going to school here and that she would do anything as long as she could be admitted. Her intentions were obvious but Don had always been a very practical man, he did not hesitate to take the chance to make use of her body in exchange for getting her admitted to the academy, after all, it was as easy for him as making one call to his father, Richard Bartholomew, who was on the board of directors of the academy. After he was done with her, Marcia thought that they would become closer but in fact, Don became more distant until she convinced him that building a strong network would be a wise course of action and that she would help. Things were going well because the name Bartholomew attracted a lot of interest, that is, until Bartholomew lost a spar against Nick Capitol in the mid year exams and decided that actively building a social network was useless. Once that happened all of her hard work in cultivating relationships using Don was destroyed as she could no longer arrange friendly meet ups without him and she was left to her own devices. This was not surprising to her since she knew that she was actually just a commoner in the eyes of the wealthy students, in addition, she did not have a strong talent for magic as her rank was 650 during the mid year exams.
(Sigh, I should just continue preparing for the end of year exam while trying to build my own social network. It will probably be difficult but I should be able to build a support group with the students that did not come from affluent families.)
Suddenly, Marcia noticed that the flow of magic energy subtly changed. She had become an Apprentice Magician about two months after being enrolled thanks to her parents support from the Bartholomew's main house as well as the support Don gave her in exchange for some intimacy. Currently she had a basic mindscape and a set of complementing foundation laws that she received from Don and with some practice during the past year she could sense magic energy keenly, after all, that helped her much in gauging the power of the people that she met on a daily basis. Generally, as far as the first years were concerned, that skill was enough to gauge who could be offended and who could not be offended. Right now the magic energy in the cafeteria seemed to be moving in a strange pattern towards a central point in the cafeteria
It did not take long before Marcia found that central point and she was not the only one as other students started taking notice. As time went on more and more magic energy was being drawn to a certain section of the cafeteria and very quickly this energy became frenzied. Marcia looked at the person in the midst of all the frenzied magic energy who was sitting at a table absentmindedly eating his food. She had only interacted with this person once when she had accidentally bumped into him, but instead of apologizing, she had called him a 'less than'. She had partly done that because she did not want the other women seeing her on good terms with someone with no background and because Don told her that this person had seen them being intimate on the first day that they came to the academy and she was embarrassed for herself and didn't want to show anymore weakness. Marcia said that person's name softly without thinking:
"Nick Capitol?"
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Nick continued to eat his food for about 20 minutes. He was also thinking about his circumstances and what do next, not paying attention to the phenomenon that he was causing at the moment.
(There is less than two months until the end of year exam. I don't know much about other realms and the quality of my magic spells are suspect right now, also carrying around too may magic scrolls during a survival challenge will be troublesome. I should work on a spell that I can use as a trump card if necessary and thinking of my vision involving Big and Strength, I have an idea of what kind of spell I should make. Since this spell wont be used on a scroll, I have to be more careful than I was when creating my first spells, I don't want to die from an unexpected backlash. Oh, I also have to make a scroll using the translation that I got from Marsha.)
Nick stopped eating to rub his forehead for a while. He was starting to get a headache, probably from thinking about all the work that he had ahead of him.
"Ha, ha."
Nick chuckled, knowing that the amount of work involved was a small concern in comparison to the trouble he would have been in if his final attempt at carving his foundation laws had failed. While Nick was engrossed in his thoughts, he noticed something strange. His headache was getting worse and since he stopped paying attention only to his thoughts he noticed the strange movement of magic energy in the surroundings; the movement was so strange that even someone like him with no training in sensing magic energy could feel it clearly. Nick looked up from his meal and saw a literal whirlpool of magic energy swirling above him with a section of it continuously entering his body. He was shocked to say the least and his headache kept getting worse to the point that it became difficult to even think properly. Nick saw all the students in the cafeteria staring at him and thought:
"Just how long has this been happening before I noticed it?"
Soon Nick realized that not only did his headache become head splitting, he was now unable to speak; Nick held his head as the pain grew worse. While Nick was struck dumb by the current happenings and as the students watched on, a man in an all black suit and a white dress shirt suddenly appeared in the middle of the cafeteria near Nick further shocking the students. The man raised his arm and with a downward movement, tracing a silver line in midair, the whirlpool of magic energy dispersed and Nick's headache slightly eased. The man who appeared to be white and seemed to be in his early thirties and had short black hair walked towards Nick slowly and spoke:
"My name is Thomas Wiser. Nick Capitol, your circumstances were noticed by this academy's enforcement office. It is against regulations for a student to actively withdraw large amounts of magic energy from the surroundings of a public place. You could have put yourself as well as the students in this cafeteria in great danger. I will now take you to our office for questioning."
RING RING RING
When Thomas arrived at Nick's table, his phone rang and while motioning Nick to stand and follow him he answered it.
"Hello..."
He and Nick stood there while Thomas talked to the person on the other end of the call and strangely enough he only heard Thomas greeting the person before he somehow became unable to understand what Thomas was saying. Everything he said while on the phone now sounded like gibberish. Nick's headache had eased by quite a lot so he started looking at his surroundings and he saw the multitude of students within the cafeteria looking at him with shocked and suspicious expressions. It could be seen that they wanted answers for the events that just took place but unfortunately for them Nick had none to give them.
(How the fuck am I supposed to know what just happened? Then again...I am the one that caused it....sigh.)
Nick sighed internally because he knew that things were going to get more difficult for him in the future. He could practically see his quiet life of just studying and practicing magic waving him goodbye.
(Don't go...)
Thomas hung up his phone, looking sternly at Nick and spoke just as sternly:
"Change of plans, we are going to meet with the dean instead of going immediately to the enforcement office."