In the silent library, a young apprentice mage is silently reading an old, slightly dusty book, filled with magical writing. He flips the page as he leans on his right hand, his grey eyes inspecting the pages of the book carefully. He sighs a bit and mumbles something, then flips another page, he also starts tapping his index finger on his cheek, as he feels slightly bored, reading the book whilst thinking:
'when do i get to the good stuff...? I know all of this stuff already.. man, this theory exam is going to be such an easy task!'
He then sighs again, and flips another page.
Her dark brown skirts swished around her legs as she walked and her feet, encased in her soft leather shoes, made no sound with each step she took. Her face was expressionless, her eyes holding the same cold look that they held every day. A book on potions was tucked under one arm and she was currently browsing through the shelves looking for a second. She paused momentarily as she noticed a young man reading through a book and she studied him silently.
“They will move you on to harder things when they’re convinced that you know that material by heart,” she remarked rather suddenly. She hadn’t moved any closer but it was obvious she was talking to him. She hadn’t known what he was thinking, she wasn’t a telepath after all. It had just be a good guess, her assumption added by the bored look on his face and his sigh.
He looks up at the person who said it, and snickered a bit. "Yeah, the problem is, they try to do it when you least expect it, and not when you want it... but that's probably their method, checking to see if you keep the basics fresh."
He then saw who he was talking to, a woman, probably about or less than a decade older than him, he cracked a smile, recognizing the book she held, he then remarked; "They had us studying some lecture from that book several days ago, i'm not suprised if they include a question on herbs and potions on this week's theory exam." He looked back at his book, and lifted it, still opened, showing her the cover, with archaïc seeming letters saying Basic Magical Activeties. The book seemed rather new, though it had some dust on it, he put the book back and checked the pages, when he saw where he was, he flipped the pages, knowing that he needs to study one more aspect: conjuration, also known as the binding of otherworldly objects or equipment, and summoning of likewise creatures. "Conjuration is one of the points i need brushing up on, i used to bind otherworldly underwear or other miscellaneous things to practice with.. but ever since they had trouble with dissappearing shorts, they told me to stop it, so.." He snickers, and reads up on the subject a little, then something compells him to look back at her, he doesn't feel like throwing a witty remark. 'After studying for this long, if i throw a remark, i might just be throwing a fireball instead..' He then looks at her a bit more inquisitively. "What book are you looking for?"
“If you forget the basics then the more advanced work is a waste.. And it isn’t uncommon for the professors to teach from this book,” she added while meaning the potions book tucked under her arm. “My own teach saw it fit to drill us on the contents of it whenever he saw fit which was basically every other day.”
She didn’t reply to his next remark and, as he fell back to reading, she returning to scanning the titles of the books on the shelves. His next question drew her attention and she turned back to him. “A book on Poisons though heavens know I probably don’t need to read it, considering how many times I’ve read it before.. But then rereading upon a subject can often be good. It’s called ‘101 Different Poisons’, a rather boring title but still it does reveal to the reader what the book is on.”