<hr/>Name: Tabitha<br/>Where: Taking an exam ---> Moonstone Gallery<br/>Doing What: Trying to become a real doctor.<br/><hr/><br/>Doctor Matthew Rippard was feeling pretty smug right about now. For months Simport Medical Society had been running a competition offering a major cash prize to anyone who could get Doc Tabby to sit through a medical exam and finally get her license. Having her on the books would be huge for the future of medicine and even more importantly, it kept her busy and out of trouble. The tests had grown deviously difficult in an attempt to find one she wouldn't just breeze through, it wasn't that Doc Tabby would fail the test that was the problem. It was that when she finished legally she had to wait until the two hour testing time was over before she could submit it and she got bored. So bored that she ended up ruining her test, several major new additions to the city infrastructure had shredded medical exam test papers as a key component and that was just a tricky marking session even for the most dedicated of examiners.<br/><br/>But Matthew was so very smart. The person who made the test had to sit and watch her take it of course, no one was volunteering to be near a bored Doc Tabby, but instead of trying to find a test that she couldn't do in moments Matthew had come at it laterally. Which is why his test was a fairly basic ten questions and then three volumes of the trashy romance novel "Dreamer of the Shores" appended to the end. He'd done his research on Doc Tabby and he knew she'd mentioned in interviews that she was a sucker for those, because she just couldn't understand why she liked them and that mystery made them even more of a joy.<br/><br/>Matthew began to relax and let go of the double handed deathgrip of his coffee as they entered the final half hour. It'd gone cold ages ago, he hadn't taken a sip as he kept an eye on the twitching ears of Doc Tabby to make sure she was still engaged. She'd gotten a paperclip she was tapping on the desk too as she leafed through the test paper and when it had started given off green sparks with each tap Matthew had investigated just how heavy the desk in front of him was and if it'd be easy to flip it and hide behind, but no horrors had come forth from the magical sparks yet. She didn't even seem to notice she was doing it.<br/><br/>Matthew Rappard couldn't resist a small smile. He was so very smart.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Tabitha was so very smart. But more importantly she had found stories in her test paper after the questions about paraparesis and she was conducting an experiment. Would re-reading a book give the same sensation as a first reading.<br/><br/>So far her conclusion was no, especially if the books were fundamentally terrible. She already knew where all the sex bits were and they weren't even very good! She had nothing to look forward to here and she was getting bored. Her eyes were rolling off the words as she turned the page and her mind began pondering how she'd be able to make someone forget a book they read. Short term memory loss was likely less dangerous, maybe an injection that'd simulate some aspects of drunkenness while leaving fine motor control? Or induce a trance so you'd avoid accessing long term memory? Maybe she could use the Arboxis Incantation to initiate a dupe spell on the book to make an imperfect copy, then use the Phenamine Crystal System she'd been working on to perfect the copy and thus make a similar but still new story?<br/><br/>Would it still be a trashy romance novel if she perfected it? Would it become the best romance story, or the best trashy romance story and what was the difference?<br/><br/>Tap tap tap. The green sparks from her paper clip had been charging her desk with energy for an hour but she hadn't been sure what she was going to do with it. Now she had an idea. Tail swishing excitedly she closed her exam paper and then stabbed the paper clip down through the thick leaf of paper, her boosted muscles letting her pop it right through with a small bang, before green fire began to spill out of it and over the papers.<br/><br/>Her examiner had nearly jumped out of his chair at that, she wondered what was up with him. Not enough coffee probably.<br/><br/>Standing from her chair, she swished a hand through the fire coming away with it wreathed in flame, flecks of it falling diagonally through the air back to the pages in little fiery letters as Tabitha chanted.<br/><br/>"Arboxis, Callanthe, Eftina. Words of power twist through these pages and lay down roots of your work. I beseech you to find the threads of discontent and readdress them." she called as the fire began to spread out across the room. Matthew grabbed the edge of his desk and heaved, groaning as he completely failed to move it before sliding down behind it and cowering behind the drawers as green fire licked at his heels. Tabitha didn't pay it any mind, the fire didn't really burn it was just a show of power.<br/><br/>"This work is not finished, finish it. These words are incomplete, complete them. I am not amused, amuse me."<br/><br/>The fire flashed a brilliant and with a roar desks were thrown around the room, smashing against walls as the windows flew open and green fire billowed out of the windows.<br/><br/>"Oh shit. Not like that you fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu-" Doc Tabby cried before she burst into green flames and went racing out of the windows after the rest of it.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Matthew rose from behind his desk, glad to see the room wasn't ablaze. Desks had been ruined and the walls now had graffiti of a series of trashy novels burned into them, but Doc Tabby's paper was still there! Technically she'd failed by leaving the classroom, but even a remaining paper was at least something they could work on, see what she'd written and maybe try trip her up or see if there was anything she'd got wrong. He consoled himself with how it wasn't a total failure.<br/><br/>Much later Matthew would become mildly famous and far more actually rich for releasing a fairly good, if not perfect romance novel. But that's really not the story here is it?<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"-uuucks!" Tabitha finished as her body re-coalesced from a trail of green fire that had swooped of the sky in front of the police and small assembly of heroes. Ears wiggling, she looked from each to turn with a bemused expression and then broke out into a wide, sinister smile.<br/><br/>"Oh is something going on here? I want in. I have just had one hell of an exam."<br/>