>>5778003That weekend, the note still in your pocket, you made for the Mirror Maze. The latter specified only ‘morning’, but you supposed you knew what that meant: first thing, when the school-day would start. You were both sort of sticklers for attendance, after all—Henzler no doubt because her mother all-but-owned the place that set your schedules, and you because… Well, elves woke at dawn, and so did you, almost invariably.
You made your way to the meeting place and, sure enough, there she was—Izirina Henzler. You had donned your robe because, being late spring, Hawksong was breezy and prone to rainshowers; beneath it, you wore the casual tunic and pants you would on a day off. Izirina, though, seemed to be wearing the whole school uniform—still overlarge on her, but at least pressed and ironed to neatness that day. She quickly stood straight as you approached, though she did not wave or speak… Or do much else. Feeling a little awkward as a result, you came to a stop a few paces from her, and cleared your throat.
“Well, the Mirror Maze…” you began. “Students generally call each other here for one of two things… And since I don't think you're the sort to call me out here for some mage’s duel, and I REALLY don't think this was a date…”
Henzler’s eyes widened and her face went red. In a mirror of the last time you saw the girl vulnerable, over a year ago in that classroom, she pulled her wide-brimmed mages’ cap down over her face, tilted her head down, and squirmed slightly.
“O-of course not,” she said quickly and quietly, and maybe a titch sharply. “Don’t be silly. Why would you even say a thing like that?!”
“Right,” you agreed. “Then why?”
Henzler gestured to the maze.
“…Can we talk about this inside?” she asked, glancing nervously at the foot traffic moving about the place. “Nobody ever really goes inside until afternoon, usually, after the other attractions start to open up.”
What did you do?
>Go inside with Henzler (who is acting PRETTY peculiar), alone,away from witnesses...>Demand that she tell you what is going on right here before you go to some second location>Forget this -- you're out of here, this is getting weird and creepy>Ask if this IS a date, then...? [Flirtation roll will follow to determine result if this is chosen; 1d20, but as a half-elf you have reduced DCs with humans] 