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Ivory had been observing the Kappa going ons with a bit of a smile. Although a part of her quite admittedly felt antsy, she felt very safe in the knowledge that with the Professor and other older students around the odds of things going bad were pretty slim.
But this wasn't why she was a bit off to the side however. She was actually looking forward to conversing or well at least trying to converse with the Kappa but it had taken her a little longer than she was happy to admit to get the hang of conjuring a cucumber with her name on it. What started out as miniature gourdes and pumpkins eventually gave way to elongated squashes with Irovy written on the side. It had taken her even longer to progress to her name being spelled correctly but the cucumber part....well. Suffice to say it wasn't going so well.
Oh it was a cucumber...technically...sort of...in a past life. That's what pickles were right?
Ivory let out a resigned breath as she held up her conjuration and looked over at the many students feeding the Kappa. Fine, it wasn't a cucumber. It was a pickle, a tasty looking pickle at that had it been real might have at one point been a tasty cucumber but sadly, Kappas probably did not enjoy an old cucumber/pickle.
Tapping her boots in the water and making tiny little splashes, she bit her lip. She was going to do this! She wanted to feed a Kappa and gosh darn it she would.
Shutting her eyes and praying to the Kappa deities to help keep the Kappa from starvation, she concentrated on her pronunciation, as she tried to emphasize the correct syllables even as she traced an elongated loop in the air. Almost as if she was tracing a cucumber itself. "Cue-CUR-bit-a In-TAL-yo."
Much to her surprise, out of thin air popped out a perfectly acceptable green cucumber. Not forest green with a sour smell like that of a pickle but a really honest to Merlin cucumber. It even had her name inscribed in curling letters on the side.
Giggling in spite of herself, she used Diffindo to cut it in half and make sure it was a cucumber all the way through. Sure enough it seemed that her concentration had finally cooperated enough.
It took four more tries but finally after so long after it seemed everyone else had mastered the spell long ago she finally succeeded. Of course she vanished it and tried it a few more times, before deeming herself ready but finally it seemed she'd be able to participate with the rest of the class.
Holding her cucumber before her she approached the little group around the Kappa and bit her lip for a second in nervousness...What was the most polite way to go about this...
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