Name(s): Luke Fabre, and whoever. It's open :D
Location: Outside in some secluded area.
Week: 36.. I think o_O
Time: AFTERNOONS.
Rating: PG. Maybe language later
Notes: I can has notes.
Since deciding to attend one class or something, Luke had spent a little time preparing. From the way he had seen the school worked one couldn't be too careful. Besides! He wanted to make sure that everyone knew that he didn't need to be in the classes since his magic abilities were all that they should be. Just to make sure that he wasn't rusty or anything and that the school hadn't dulled his mind too much the redhead had gotten a book out of their library to see what he was going to be dealing with.
It was better just to prepare for whatever.
"Okay..so.." Luke scratched his head as he went over a couple of words in the largest textbook he could find in the library (well, largest one he could carry) and had started to go over the spells therein. He wasn't really sure if there was any set coarse books that they needed to get prior to classes, and Luke didn't want to bother to find out.
He held his want up now that he'd gone over a few of the words with more depth, but he kept his head crooned to look over at the thick book on the ground beside him. "Like.....this.." He waved his want in a motion that the book indicated--not that he understood what for. It was about that time that he figured out that he had no idea what the book was even about. What kind of ridiculous spells were these?