[b]Niti Laevis[/b]

“It’s not here either…” Niti sighed, shutting a 1000-paged medical book with a sound “thud.” He shoved the massive book to the side and moved on to the next one that was equal in size and weight. However, he became unfocused and his eyes kept drifting to the side, staring at the shelves of books that lined the walls of Lamia Scale’s library. He groaned and threw back his head. It was no use, none at all! 

“IT’S NOT FAIR.” His head smacked against the opened book, flailing his arms all about against the newly abused table. As much as he like Lamia Scale as a secure refuge, heck, even as a second home, going to other guilds was just so much more exciting. Just imagine all the bar fights he could experience and all the healers he could [s]extort/pester[/s] ask for teachings. Harpy’s Wing was his first choice for their renowned fabulousness and flare. There was even a White Dragon Slayer, known for her powers in healing and support. Viper Bolt was a close second; he could practice his healing magic whenever a fight broke out. 

Oh well, having the exchange students was close enough to the real thing. People do make a guild after all. Xavier, Nicolas, and Reina were pretty cool people. 

But, still, an exchange program! Instead of being shipped to other guilds, he was stuck here with no distractions. Left to his thoughts while surrounded by piles of books. Books that could never clue him in about the mysterious light from Jeanne's locket.

It had already been a week since the whole Augustine whirligig and he still couldn’t stop the curiosity that kept drilling its way into his head. His mind kept flashing back to that time especially near the end. No matter how much magic he poured into his spell, Jeanne refused to heal. He could even feel his magic being blocked by a “You shall not pass!” sign in bright neon letters. If it weren’t for Anna…

Niti bit his bottom lips. If he couldn’t use his magic to do his job, what use is he to the team? 

As his amber gaze casted to and fro the library, all he saw was a deep void that lacked distractions. Tears started to gather at the corner of his eyes. His chair clattered from behind as Niti stood with lightning speed and was already out the door before a single shush from the other occupants of the library could be uttered. 

“Yuuuuukaaaa! Give me something to do!” He ran around Lamia Scale until he would stumble upon the Wood Dragon Slayer. As soon as he sees her, he would cling to her legs like a sulking child. 

[@Kiso]