Evalynn looked up as a flustered girl approached the door, cracking it open, and earned a whip-hard snap from the teacher. By her quick skimming of her thoughts, it appeared she’d arrived late, and even gone so far as entering the wrong class. She cringed in sympathy but forced herself to turn back to her assignment as the earthy, floral aroma of lavender filled the air.
Carefully, she took two heavy, crystal-like spheres from each container. One glowed with an ominous dark purple, ink-black in its core, the other one a bright, flaming scarlet; a mindreading orb and a flame orb.
“Okay, so according to this- the mindreadig orb allows for more in-depth thought-rummaging when held by the reader. Yours permits a further accuracy of your flames, and a further strength. Both work when chipped or damaged, or even just fragments, however they are at the highest peak of their power when fully intact. Hm.”
She blinked curiously at the heavy ball, rolling it between her hands. At each touch it sent an almost electric spark through her nerves, and she seemed to be able to venture deeper into people’s memory. Struck with awe, all she could manage was a soft “woah”, her eyes slightly wider and studying it with perplexion.
“So, you’re supposed to.. burn a thin, straight line through this piece of metal where the drawn line is,” she read, “and I’m supposed to..”
She went quiet, discomfort with the situation evident. “I’m supposed to use it to seek out one of your memories and recall it to you exactly.”
She pursed her lip. That seemed.. invasive..
She looked up at him with a worried look.
“..Is that okay?”
