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[nita_callahan]

The dilemma of the high school wizard: tedious physics homework, or tedious physics wizardries?

Nita is sitting at a table, gazing undecided between her manual and her textbook.

Eventually, manual wins (lunch hours are for homework, right?). She pulls out a notebook and pen, and starts making notes in the Speech. Occasionally she refers to the manual, bringing up this diagram in 3-D or checking that conjugation.

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[nita_callahan]

Nita doesn't exactly relax.

"It's like . . . if you're a teenager, and I call you a child, that changes who you are, a little. And I'm Oath-bound not to change things unless I have to."

[cutting_edgex23]

"You cannot change me."

X sounds sure of that.

This may be, in some ways, because there is very little of her to change.

[nita_callahan]

Nita shakes her head, but says nothing.

[cutting_edgex23]

X is quiet, too, watching Nita.

Waiting.

[nita_callahan]

Normally, Nita would try to keep the conversation going at this point.

Right now, though, she feels like she's being measured up, and it's uncomfortable.

So after a moment, she gathers up her things and shoots X an apologetic glance. "Sorry. I need to get home."

[cutting_edgex23]

X's feelings are not hurt by this.

"Okay."

Beat.

"Do not get killed."

[nita_callahan]

She offers a quick smile.

"Do my best. You, too."

Then she's up and headed for the door.