Zhenya was enjoying the class so far. Climbing, crawling, sitting on tables, hearing some people's plans of how they would send things up into the sky. Fun and entertaining!

She quickly jotted down the spell; A-lar-te As-cen-da-re, and, lucky to have brought a few extra pieces, scrunched one up into a ball, just as she caught the tail end of a conversation between Quigley and Eden. She had a smile, having not even thought about recycling the parchment, but thought it was a good idea. Then she openly had a chuckle when Eden made a big announcement to the class. Zhenya nodded, telling herself to recycle her parchment at the end of class. Done.

But for now she had to concentrate. Having never performed the spell, she didn't know how well or quickly it would work. She set the parchment on the ground, assuming this was where they shall start from, and got her wand from her robes. On second thought, she put it back. Practice the spell first, Zhenya. "A-lar-te As-cen-da-re. A-lar-te As-cen-da-re. A-lar-te As-cen-da-re," she said to herself a few times over until it started to sound natural to her. She pulled her wand out and practiced the movement; brandishing. Right, now to put the two together?

"A-lar-te As-cen-da-re," she said, brandishing her wand at her ball of parchment. It jumped feebly about knee height and plopped back down to the ground.

Oh.