<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/6Mvy2bg.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Helena Cross<br/><strong>Student ID:</strong>WTCH715-2080<br/><strong>Age/Year</strong>19/Freshman<br/><strong>Area of Study:</strong>History of Witchery<br/><strong>Date and Time:</strong>Thursday, September 10th | After Class<br/><strong>Location:</strong>On-Site Bookstore<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Mimi | Closed<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Wearing (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/09/a8/a6/09a8a63ca0b99ae0788eb4a86b19c380.jpg), with a Sunhat.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Helena had found Mimi to be a fast friend in the Gamma Rho Lambda house, least of all because they had so much in common when it came to the academic side of magic. Oxymoron aside, both of them relied more heavily on study, and planning, and research than some others in the House. People who could stroll upto the Potion bar and pour the materials into a delicious concoction that made you energetic, horny, and tasted like Blueberries were amazing, as were the people who could freehand a Hex with a twirl of the fingers and a flick of the wrists; but there was something magical about how Mimi and Helena preferred to work.<br/><br/>It was probably why the two of them had succeeded so much in the History of the Witch class that Agatha Whately ran like a tight, well maintained ship. Being able to pull and wrangle fragments of history from aged tomes and uncovering the various different ways that magical cultures had worked and achieved similar things gave you such a wonderful understanding of the core mysteries of the arcane. Knowing that societies ten-thousand miles apart could both conjure seperate ways to come up to the same goal was amazing, and knowing that a mixture of intent and seperate catalysts could equally make fire, or electricity, or allow for transformations...<br/><br/>...The possibilitiy of it all was almost intoxicating in how delicious it was. Helena longed to discover the next secret each time she stepped into Agatha's class. She hadn't even connected the dots that Agatha and Mimi shared a second name, so when that little bit of knowledge was dropped by Mimi it only made Helena feel a twinge of envy and a lot of delightful interest in the Bob-rocking woman.<br/><br/>Raiding the bookstore had been Mimi's idea, originally. The motivated busybody was able to wrangle the Paler-skinned Goth easily enough with the promise of fascinating discoveries, and even if it wasn't going to lead to anything earth shattering, a second hand tome with the write message written along the spine of the book, or in the margin? It might not be gold, but it could still be a treasure.<br/><br/>Mimi handed over a book on the elements, and Helena carefully opened the front cover to try and get a feel for the thing. It smelt musty and aged. Dusty and untouched. Unashamed of her nerdy inhibitions, Helena caught herself taking a deep breath and appreciating it, in that way only a book lover could. “<strong>I dunno if Miss Cross is going to be rushing to hand out supplemental reading. She wants to figure out her own problems first.</strong>” The idea of herself being a lecturer, or professor someday was pleasant, even if it was a distant idea. She took a few seconds to carefully examine the piece, drawing in the details of it with a quick tracing of a spell that checked it for any untouched curses or maleficarum. Once she was happy that the book wasn't somehow booby trapped, she opened it up and let herself start to take in the thing.<br/><br/>The earthen tones, as well as the sparse nature of it and its focus on the elements made her wonder what culture could produce such a text. So many cultures used the Elements as a base, and most of those cultures included air, water, and earth as the core building blocks. Taoist culture, and most Eastern societies were a little more...flamboyant with their literature, which made her think western of African. She flicked through it, before handing it back to Mimi, grabbing an entirely different tome for herself. “<strong>Still, it's a fun looking find. Are you looking to throw a fireball at someone?</strong>”<br/><br/>She smiled at the thought, not thinking Mimi the type to seek out violent sorts of magics. So often did Amelia put herself down for being 'ungifted' at Spell-weaving. It was something Helena discouraged whenever she heard it. Her friend may not be some sort of savant at it, but she was probably the most talented caster at creating sigils and binding circles that Helena knew at their dormitory. Her combination of Cleverness, caution, and forcefulness made her a fiend when it came to prep time. She was the Batman of badass Witches!<br/><br/>Plus, being the 'worst' at something in a sorority of elite, sexy witches picked out as the crème of the crop was nothing to be ashamed of.<br/><br/>Looking at her book, it seemed newer than what Mimi had picked it. It had some form of oriental focus, with a number of runes hinting at its purpose being as a sort of Brewer's guide. She liked these sorts of tomes, because people often added addendums and made changes to the recipes if they found good workarounds. “<strong>What about this? Will the second Professor Whately be asking her students to read up on this particular text?</strong>” She giggled a little, indulging in a similar fantasy as she offered her find to Amelia to examine. She was a lot more relaxed around the one friend than she was at house; it was so easy to get overwhelmed by the dozens of voices, and people.