The First Age

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Aine lifted her eyebrows as Rachel explained the Atharim in much more detail than she had ever heard.  It sounded much more complex than what her Nan had explained.  It would make sense that there would be people who had magic in the group and maybe wanted to change things now.  She took Rachel's hand and stood, glad that their conversation didn't end awkwardly.  She could use some friends outside of school.  She nodded enthusiastically to the invitation for coffee.  "I guess that's what I get for growing up in a small town," she said with a chuckle.  She shrugged one shoulder.  "We tend to our own.  Nan had always just said that there were people looking for others like us, so we always had lessons in secret.  Didn't even know their name."  She brightened again as she thought about grabbing a coffee with Rachel.  "But now I know a friend's name.  Coffee might just be what gets me to finish unpacking too."
Rachel smiled broadly. New friends were always a good thing. She pulled out her wallet and sent her details to Aine. ”Call or text anytime!”

Rachel then ordered a cab to take them out. ”Im going to take you a neat place. As an artist I think you’d really like it. It’s called Artskaf - a really neat place with a lot of art on the walls.” she led Aine to where the car would pick them up, feeling rather joyful. ”And I know what it’s like to be in a new place. I’ve only been here for a year, but I came from Chicago - probably a little more culture shock on your end than on mine.” Rachel had other struggles with adjustment, but the city didn’t bother her. ”Not a student here anymore, but I know a few places to hang out. Could introduce you to some people if you’d like. Always willing to come here too - on your time and when your brain can handle it. I know the life of a college student can be a lot.” it was part of why she had resigned this term. Maybe she’d come back later - it all depended on how things went with Belizna.
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