Graceling Academy discussion

here is the library. It's filled with endless books, maps, and everything in between. Graced writers, readers etc. come to practice

Thomus entered the library with joy. A nice quiet place where no fights take place and there was lots of space to buffer between him and other people. Moving quietly to the edge of the book shelfs he began to browes the titles. He saw one about the history of Wester and picked it up. Taking it to a nice chair by a window he began to read.

Katsa and Hestia walk in. "Darius, here is someone I think you would love to makes acquaintances with!" Katsa called.

Darius came running out from behind a shelf with a pile of books in his arms. "What are you yelling about you insufferable girl!" he says as he sees Katsa.

Hestia smiled lightly when she saw Darius. By the pile of books in his arms it appeared that he liked to read about as much as she did.
"Hello Darius." she said. Already knowing his name.

"Who is she?" Darius said to Katsa.

Katsa laughed. "This is Hestia, she is graced with knowledge, I figured you would take special intrest in this one Darius, she wants to learn about putter space. I'll leave you to it" she smiles at Hestia and walks back to find Po.

Hestia stared at Darius, "So what's your grace?" she asked. She was in a habit of asking things even when she knew the answer.

""You already know. Let's make a habit of not asking questions we know the answer to because you are in the presence of a genius and I hope that you will be one too with help. Now space?"

"Space..." Hestia repeated. She looked at Darius. Besides focusing on him she took in all the information that came with him. It was a lot more then a regular persons but that was expected.

"Ok I'm going to read a book to you and you are going to repeat it to me. It's about space so it's something you want to learn about. The objective of this excercise is that you understand the information given to you as well as just retain it. Ok?" he looks at her. A fine protégé. He starts reciting from the largest book on space that the library had. He stops after a page.

Hestia concentrates on every word he reads and then says it back to him after he stops. "Did I do it right?" she asked him.

"Yes but you recited it back to me like it didn't mean anything. This is why we chose a topic you were interested in, so that it would mean something when you talked. I will read again, a different page this time and try to understand what your saying. "

Hestia nodded. She listened to his reading intently.

"Ok now insolent girl, repeat it back to me and actually take an interest!"

Hestia repeated it, but this time her voice was full of understanding for what she was talking about. She even added a few extra facts.

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((so sorry Hannah!!))

"Good! Your getting it!" he handed her a big leatherbound book. "Now I want you to read this out loud to yourself three times and give me an 8 sentence summary by tomorrow. Ok?" Darius said. He knew Hestia wouldn't like this but if he started her off with boring work then she would be tested to stay.

"No problem..." Hestia said, then she stood up, "Thanks for working with me Darius."

"Mm hmm. You know where I'll be if you need me" he grabbed his previous pile of books and scurried off. This had put him behind schedule. "Stupid girl, katsa put me behind!" he muttered.

Thomus had been deep in his book when he heard a man and a girl speaking. Closing it without a sound he got up and went to see who it was. Peaking through the shelf he saw a man who must be in charge of the books.

"Show yourself. Libraries are not for sneeking around!" Darius snapped at the boy behind the shelf.

Thomus twitched at the tone but came out from behind the book shelf all the same. "Sorry,you must have confused "sneaking" with being "Quiet" which as I have been told is what libraries are for." he replied.

"And you are?" he asked this boy. Hopefully not another one like Katsa. That was an interesting girl. He set down the pile of books and looked him up and down.

"Thom." He did NOT hold his hand out, touching people always made the connection more powerful so Thomus had learned a long time ago not to touch anyone he didn't know. "This is a wonderful room." He said waving his hand in a circle.

Darius didn't shake his hand. "I don't do handshakes. And yes. This is a beautiful library because I made it so. "What is your grace?"

Thom was a little bewildered as to how Darius knew Thom was not going to shake his hand. But he let it slide. "Understanding, in a sense." Thomus said not sure how to really describe what it was he could do.

"Mmm hmm. Control of thoughts perhaps. Or maybe open feelings by the touch?" seeing Thom'a surprised face Darius smirked. "I've had some experience with your type. Not my best days"

(( he will help you. His past with King Leck of Monsea was gruesome))

(Okay cool))

Thomus was being more surpirsed by the moment but tried to hide it since this must be how everyone was around here and he hated to be thought of as "illirterate" because he didn't know already. "Sort of....only" he gave Darius a hard look, wondering if he oculd trust him. But this was why Thomus had come so he better trust someone. "I don't have to touch them, it helps, or inhances whatever you want to call it, but really all I have to do is look at you an dI will know if you are in pain. I don't always know why you are in pain, but the pain I know." He blurted it all out quickly and took a breath ready for the feeling of replusion he usually got.

"Hmm interesting. I suggest you go find Po, his mind is strong enough to work with people of you're sort. You remind me of someone I don't like. I will give you the benefit of the doubt because I think with training you won't be manipulative. Po is in the combat area, he is the person you can trust. He will mentor you" he looked at the boy. "Disperse!"

Thom hid his grin. "Disperse" was a word his brother used a lot. He nodded glad to have an excus to leave this man who didn't like him very much. Thom thought about saying thanks but since his mere presence was an irratation he thought better of it. He put the book back, marking the spot in his mind so he could come and read it more later. With a last look at the room he left.

Red entered and imediantly sat in the back of the room. Hidden by shelf after shelf of books.

Cat was amazed by the library it's rows upon rows of books had a neverending feel to them. traveling to the very back of the library she saw a girl hunched over in a chair trying not to be seen. what cat noticed most was her hair it was beautiful. red like rose that was tied back into a braid. she pulled up a chair and sat at her table trying not to knock anything over and make her entrance as unntoiceable as posible.

She snapped her head up and looked and the unwanted vistor. The girl looked at Red like she wanted to say something, but didn't want to be the first one to talk. 'I'm not going to do it.' She thought to herself. She just stuck her head back in the book.

Cat felt awkward around this girl neither of them really wanted to talk so she pulled a book off of a nearby shelf and looked through the pages. she peeked up out of her book. she didn't know why she sat down here it would have been easyer to just keep moving. but something about this girl drew her in it was probably the braid. tentevly Cat said "i like your hair. i have a braid like that" Cat pulls her braid out from behind her back. * that was a stupid thing to say* Cat thought. she didn't really have human contact she never really liked people but she liked this girls braid.

Red ever so slowly looked up. "Jee...Thanks..." Red had never seen this girl before. She didn't want a repeat of what happened in the kitchen, so she stayed quiet. Hoping her grace wouldn't give her anymore more suprises.

she didn't want to cause anymore harm she just stayed in her bubble trying believe she was the only one there. she would have rather walked on hot coles, even sit crosslegged in fire, than talk to a person. but after fifteen minuets of sitting without reading a single word in the book. she noticed the girlwas still on the page too. she wasn't busy reading she was doing the same thing Cat was doing: stalling. "Cat." she said the girl looked at her funny, "it's my name. I'm Cat."

"Oh. Well...I'm Redeena." she paused. "but everyone calls me Red" She held up her braid to show her hair. This girl made her feel more comfortable. Probably because she seemed as timid and afraid of everyone as Red did.

i felt good to talk to someone it had been years and still other than the argument with her parents this was the longest convorsation she'd had in her life. "i like your eyes they makeyour hair have a sunset feeling to it." she looked down and realised for the first time that she was reading her book upside down. Cat's face goes hot as she slowly boves the book to the fight direction

"Thank you" Red smiled as Cat finally turned her book the right way. "Your eyes are very pretty to." She didn't know what else to say so she asked the only question she could think of. "So...what's your grace?"

Cat had almost said 'no idea', because when she was little people would ask her the same question and she would say she didn't know and they would run as fast as they could out of her path and no one has asked her since, but then remembered that it was fearlessness "i have no fear"

"No fear? That must be pretty nice..." Red sighed. That seemed better than a grace she couldn't control.

"And you? you seem like an artist is that it?" Cat said peeking over her book that she now saw was the history of Estil and Wester great wars were played out on the pages and i quickly shut the book

"Oh...well I don't know exactly, but I'm pretty sure it's creating illsions. I can't control it though. When I get nervous I tend to disepear into my surroundings.

"that's amazing i wish i could just dissapear it would be alot more peaceful"

"Yeah...I came here to learn to control it, but so far it's controling me. I was talking to Pheiona and Arella in the Kitchen earlier and I got so nervous I camoflaged with the wall behind me. I ended up walking all the way to the dorm room before it stoped." Red put down her book and got another one. "When did you get here?"

"yesterday. late. i'm a wanderer, a run away."

((opps)) Cat gently picked up another book and checked the titile before she opeanded it The History of Painting it read it was safe enough i opened it to the middle and pretended to read.

"Wow...Does that mean your not going to stay long?" Red was a little disapointed in this. She thought she had finally made a friend. "I got here about a week ago."

((What?))

"Well i don't have anywere else to go so as long as i am comfortable im staying" Cat looked at the girl. "Are you here for long then?." Cat couldn't let herself get attached to this girl the last time she got attached to a person they ran away and left her for dead in the middle of the night thus not helping her trusing human beings