Elise laughed lightly at the comment. “I’ll take your word for it. Still, I would certainly love to see Gior one day, and frankly the entire world along with it.” And perhaps my brother too.
She shook her head at Nauleth’s inquiry and smiled sheepishly. “No, nothing like that. It’s more of an idea I toy around with for now. After all, I’m not sure about the extent of a Physical mage’s control over electricity… Which is why I figured I should come to you first. I certainly hope that doesn’t lessen your interest in hearing me out.”
The healer watched curiously as the two galdori interacted, their easy banter. Athrym took the professor’s arm gingerly, her pale face flushing ever so slightly. The redheaded male seemed to be affected in a similar as they became linked by the arms. She was suddenly reminded of herself and shook her head the slightest bit to make the thoughts go away.
“I graduated about two years ago. I’m guessing you would’ve have been my senior, professor,” Elise replied as she continued walking beside the pair, leaving the Grand Library behind them. Even though they welcomed her, she couldn’t help feeling like she was intruding on something. “It is definitely not unreasonable for us to cross each other’s paths in a hall or some sort.”
As Nauleth was a Physical professor, there was no doubt that the man had taken Physical magic as his focus during his school years. While Elise do know a few of her upperclassmen, they were all mostly Living mages. She saw no real reason he might find her name familiar. Elise mostly kept her head down and definitely not interesting enough to be the talk of the older students. Except for her affiliation with Daalton. She did spend an awfully lot of time with him.
Unwilling to point that out, the young woman shrugged. “I was mentored by Professor Hulle and some upperclassmen for some time. Perhaps my name was brought up at some point?” It wasn’t as if she was trying to keep a secret, but what happened to her during school was something she hoped to remember as little as possible.
At the Gioran woman’s interest, Elise’s face visibly brightened, clearly more than happy to have a fellow Living mage pitch in. “Not quite. I mean, definitely if we were struck by something as massive as a lightning. But I imagine if we can the control the strength of the electricity, the cells might be preserved. After all, our cells carry create and carry electrical currents all the time. Well electrical impulses, to be more precise. As you said, Miss Bruthgrave, I am hoping to combine both Living and Physical magic for it to work.
“Which is why I wanted to ask whether or not a Physical mage can generate small, isolated electrical impulses and control its currents? Where it flows?” Elise continued as she turned toward the redheaded professor.
It didn’t take them too long to reach the Church of the Moon. Even until today, the sight of the massive marble structure made her heart still for the shortest fraction of a second. She hadn’t forgotten how much she had come to seek some tranquility there – especially during the last year of her studies, when everything in her life became a disaster. The thought of the goddess watching over her, that her life was not a random chance had made it easier for her to go through her days. The familiar singing of the Everine grew louder as they approached, the chorus placing a reassuring calm over her.