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[CLOSED] The Laws of Flight (among other things)
Who: Spyro and Noa
Where: Valhudor Common Room
When: Early May
What: S T U D Y TIME
After merely a month, it is difficult to say one can be 'settled' in a magic school- but Noa nonetheless thinks he's getting fairly close. He's by no means entirely familiar with how Adelai thinks of course; nor is he able to completely come to terms with the fact not all of the instructors here necessarily want him there. The first class for Thaumaturgy was certainly an eye opener.
But Noa thinks he's off to a pretty great start. Spare clothes and uniforms? Check. School supplies in the form of notepaper and writing utensils? Check. Not to mention access to the library. For all that it's a culture shock, it's enough of a shift from his entire world that he can't even be too mad about anything especially 'insulting'.
It's enough to make someone try....something new. Something challenging.
Something stupid, honestly.
Noa sets down the books, the papers, and pens in the dorm at a small table, and glances toward the doorway. Any minute now...
It's time to tutor a dragon.
Where: Valhudor Common Room
When: Early May
What: S T U D Y TIME
After merely a month, it is difficult to say one can be 'settled' in a magic school- but Noa nonetheless thinks he's getting fairly close. He's by no means entirely familiar with how Adelai thinks of course; nor is he able to completely come to terms with the fact not all of the instructors here necessarily want him there. The first class for Thaumaturgy was certainly an eye opener.
But Noa thinks he's off to a pretty great start. Spare clothes and uniforms? Check. School supplies in the form of notepaper and writing utensils? Check. Not to mention access to the library. For all that it's a culture shock, it's enough of a shift from his entire world that he can't even be too mad about anything especially 'insulting'.
It's enough to make someone try....something new. Something challenging.
Something stupid, honestly.
Noa sets down the books, the papers, and pens in the dorm at a small table, and glances toward the doorway. Any minute now...
It's time to tutor a dragon.
no subject
[He peers over at one of his notes about how Force = mass x acceleration. And it seems they're not using actual solvable numbers yet.]
no subject
This is where the difference in numbers would be key- that difference would affect what direction the vehicle moves in...or whether or not it moves at all for that matter. In this case, if it's equal force, pushing and pulling in the same direction, they're going to be stuck there for a long time.
[He pauses, adding-] But you need to prove you can sort that out with the formula now.