 Lil' gooz | Sarangel | Junior Dweeb
Was he not going to explain all the weird stuff in the classroom? Lame. Norah tucked the curly chunk of hair behind her ear and pulled out her parchment and quill so she could take notes on whatever was going on. Not that she KNEW what was going on because SOMEBODY hadn't taken the time to EXPLAIN. She gave Professor Dakest a questioning look, before putting a hand in the air. Everybody else was saying spells, but who said that spell would hit the target either? Maybe she was just rubbish at aiming, but the other answers weren't making loads to sense to her. Or maybe the question wasn't making sense. Or maybe she was too tired for anything to make sense. Who knew, really. She sure didn't. "This isn't a spell, but if your target is running away or something you could cast your spells where they're going to be in a few steps instead of where they are. Y'know, so by the time the spell is there they haven't gotten past it." THAT would need some good aim too, but maybe Professor Dakest could teach her that part.
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