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You had thankfully managed to settle down with Macy holding you some, Emmy snoring so still clearly still alive. Got a couple more hours of rest. Were very tempted to down your enhanced girding potion the next morning when you were woken early by Aubrey telling you someone was outside looking for you.
Maria, the small girl you had given crap to the prior day, decked out in athletics gear. Demanding you help her, show her some techniques. And? Aubrey had joined in, since you did promise to show her the tricks involved in making a tiny <span class="mu-i">prismatis</span> to knock away spells. So instead of the potion, you just went back inside to brew up a little cup of coffee in the small kitchenette of your new home. Changed clothes into something not small gym shorts and a tee, considering it was a bit chilly this early in the morning.
“Uhg… so? The sports field?”
“Nah. Lawn behind the building should be good. Just nothing too destructive.”, ‘Brey says, already fully decked out in her robes and led you to a pretty large area rimmed by trees with a few benches. Seems like you three weren’t the only risers on campus; a couple of girls on the benches. Another flirting with a boy. Three jogging around the perimeter of the area.
“So, just don’t blow anything up, hit someone with a loose spell?”
“Si, Miss Aubrey.”
“Just Aubrey is fine.”
“Si, Miss Aubrey.”
“Okay… whatever. Mary? Target practice first. I’ll come check on you in a minute. This is how you perform a Basic Cast since I don’t know if they teach it in Guatemala of where ever you are from. It is your friend; quick. Silent. Almost no energy to use, just some focused magic on the tip of your wand. Watch me, copy the movement.”
“Mexico City! And I thought you were going to show me how to really fight!”, she kind of shouted out while stomping her foot as you nailed one of the trees she would be practicing on from about 50 yards.
“Mary? You can’t fight if you can’t hit shit. All the flashy spells in the world won’t help you at that point. So it’s target practice. These don’t take almost any magic, will let you keep going. And witches are tough but getting the air knocked out of you makes it pretty hard to focus on casting something that will kill <span class="mu-i">you</span>, given your shields last night were crap. We will work on that part latter.”, and you ripped your hand from the pocket of your simple pink zippered sweat shirt and smacked the small girl on the ass.
“Hey! Cabron…”
“Ass in gear, Mary. Don’t have all day!”
“Maria!”
“Time to bitch? You have time to work. I am expecting spells on those tree trunks by the time I’m done with “Brey!”, you shout in your best impression of a drill sergeant. “You were the one to ask me to teach you! Now move it!”
“Fucking… sure, Miss Jennifer…”
“What I like to hear. Aubrey? Let’s go over a bit more and I’ll show you the modification to a normal prismatic shield… they do teach that, right? How to cast the normal one?”, and the small brown skinned girl sulked off
