Alchemy and Anatomy (Alpha and Eclipse Jalorda)

[AlphaZero]

Max let out an irritated sigh as he stuffed several heavy books into the weather worn knapsack he carried. To most people the titles of the books would have looked strange, titles like 'Advanced Thumology' 'Practical Applications of Duplication' and 'Transmogrification for beginners' and various other odd sounding tomes filled his pack.

They where all pretty routine books to him, the kind of things anyone closing in on the final years of magical training would have and that's exactly what he was.

He shouldered the bag and left the rapidly emptying room into the halls of the school passing several of his class mates. At 18 Max stood just over six feet tall with a head of short cropped brown hair and blue eyes what looked out from behind a pair of narrow, rectangular glasses.

He was in a less then spectacular mood. His marks in Alchemy had been slipping recently, not that it had ever been his best subject, but lately he had been getting worse at it to the point he had been assigned a touter and he was heading out to meet her for the first time. He slipped his hands into his pockets and adjusted his bag as he jogged briskly down the steps of the building.

 

[Eclipse Jalorda]

The tutor building was vast, containing twenty tutorial rooms in total. In one room, A-9, a willowy young woman waited, lightly tanned skin and dark black hair cut short and curly. Bright blue eyes reflected off of glass bottles, thin fingers adjusted the simple black dress she wore, smoothing out little, invisible wrinkles.

Annabelle gazed at the room, adjusting a few potions out of a nervous determination. She had always wanted to be a professor. However her natural talents had all been more turned towards battlefield applications. She had easily proven her worth there but. It had taken a lot of work to convince the council that she was capable of teaching as well as she performed. But, she had done it. She had convinced them she could handle not exploding the students.

The well behaving ones, anyway.

Thus she finally, finally, got accepted as a tutor on her old school's campus. Meeting her teachers again, this time as their colleague, had been, everything she dreamed. Her office, a large room with plenty of space for tutoring students in a variety of subjects. Her favorite was alchemy though. There wasn't a single thing about it that wasn't perfect. She fondly stroked her fingers over a spring of lavender sitting in its jar, waiting patiently for her first student to finally come.

 

[AlphaZero]

Broad shoulders sagged as he made his away across the open courtyard towards tutor building, muttering darkly to himself as he shoved the door open, pausing for a moment to consult the note he had gotten about his tutor and again letting out an irritated sigh before stuffing the scrap back into his pocket and making his way down the empty hallways, his footsteps echoing around him before coming to a stop in front of room A-9.

He gave a sharp wrap against the door before pushing his way in, stopping just inside to glance around the room at the numerous odds and ends of ingredients and vials that where the life blood of alchemy that lined the walls.

He cleared his throat and called into the room, "um...excuse me? Anyone in here?"

 

[Eclipse Jalorda]

Annabelle glanced towards the door, smiling softly at the rather disgruntled looking student standing in the doorway. It figured that they would send her a less than amiable first student. She didn't mind though, Annabelle had some faith in her skills. "Hello there, I'm glad you're here on time. Please, come in." She stepped up to him, drawing him in and closing the door behind him. "My name is Professor Mirine, but you may call me Annabelle."

"Please sit, you've been scheduled for a four hour tutoring session, so you have plenty of time. Now I'm not requiring that you stay here the full four hours but." She paused and stared him in the eye. "They would not have scheduled you so long if they did not think you needed it."

Annabelle sat on a chair next to a table, a wall of potions to her back. She motioned for her student to sit at the table. "What is your name, and where would you like to start?"