[b]Ponders[/b]

No-one else had come to speak with Ponders since the Foreas Coco had left. He was beginning to wonder if perhaps the students believed him to be one of the Colleges Golems. That, or they were afraid of him. He hoped that wasn’t the case, as he had no ill intentions. He had remained in the same place, continuing to watch the events with curiosity. 

He had noticed that Coco had returned, and she was making her way around the room fairly quickly. He listened for her voice amidst the sea of noise, and with a few moments focus was able to pick out the distinctive tone. She was asking questions of a lot of people it seemed, not just him. He listened to the questions and the answers that were given to them, making use of her as a sort of free information gathering tool. Eventually however, she seemed to be accosted by a very loud, grating and obviously drunk woman. Ponders quickly noticed that the conversation didn’t go like Coco’s conversations normally seemed to, in fact, from what he could tell the woman seemed to have something against the Foreas. Or plants in general. That seemed strange to him, plants were such innocuous things. Why would one hate them?

Ponders attention was snapped suddenly back to reality when Coco seemed to threaten to call out for ‘Rocky’ the name she’d given him. His form moved subtly, shifting to a shape that could move quickly across the many beings in the room without interfering with them. A few moments later though, and it became evident that he would not be called to any action, a fact for which he was pleased.

A short time later, there was a rather unpleasant screech from the headmaster's chair, followed by his voice booming across the room, explaining that the demonstrations of the masters of each mageblood were about to begin. Ponders was quite looking forward to this, in fact, it was the main reason he was at this feast, given that he could not eat. He wasn’t just interested in Geomancy either, but all magebloods. He was here to learn of all that it meant to be mageblooded after all, and he would never let it be said that an Awakened Harmony was narrow minded in his learning.

He felt a slight awe at the sight of the controlled lightning flying high towards the roof, even as he watched the other students and noted the danger that that mageblood could be to him. he then noticed all the metallic objects floating upwards. This did not bother him, but he soon noticed that a few of the students themselves were floating upwards, clad in enough metal to be drawn up. The Red-headed elf he’d noticed before Coco had found him seemed to be having an interesting reaction. Her axe had rushed upwards first, and she was holding onto its haft with both hands, being lifted off the ground with it. Suddenly, her dagger shot out of its sheath and, to her credit, she was fast enough to catch its hilt. She seemed quite put out by the whole experience, struggling to pull the weapons down, vainly of course.

After a moment more, the dagger slipped from her grip and she was left hanging by one arm, spinning around a little as she did so. She seemed to catch sight of something, maybe one of the armoured students floating, and she started laughing. In that state, there was no way for her to retain her already tenuous hold on the axe, and she fell, rather suddenly and awkwardly. Luckily, she wasn’t very far off the ground at that point, and she seemed to land with more grace than one would expect, though certainly not perfectly. The Axe shot straight up once it was free of her weight before promptly falling down and embedding itself in the top of one of the large barrels next to her. Her dagger, however, had flown far across the room, landing in the end of the table closest to the teachers own table.

The elf rapidly climbed atop the barrel and pulled the axe out fairly elegantly, leaping down as if the distance were nothing. Then she cast about, looking for the dagger. Ponders considered pointing it out, but before he could come to a decision she had spotted it herself and was rushing across the room to retrieve it.