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On your broomsticks! [OPEN]

Following the instructions given to him by crew members here and there, Cedric stepped through a green archway tucked on a corner of the fifth floor and entered a grey void. He closed his eyes, concentrating on the sort of place that would be perfect for a day of flying. He imagined a bright grassy plain, a large lake, and a forest off to the side. Vague memories turned into vivid images surrounding him, so thoroughly convincing that he really believed he'd been taken from the ship and placed on a field back on Earth. It was quite a convincing illusion
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All it needed now was the key piece: a group of brooms. He thought for a moment on which brooms to provide them with. Firebolts were the world standard, but he'd never known one well enough to be able to picture it accurately. The school brooms, Shooting Stars, were nice and safe for new riders but not quite reliable. In the end, he knew his own broom best: a sleek Nimbus 2001, gifted by his father. As long as he instructed the fliers to go slowly, they should be safe on those brooms.

Visitors would find Cedric side-mounted on a broom in his black and yellow Quidditch robes, gliding just slightly over the grass. As soon as he spotted them, he'd greet them enthusiastically and move to touch down. "Hi!"

((ooc: wide open for everyone to join in! We'll be doing some group exercises too, so thread around! Fly as a group when you're ready!))

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That was a grand idea. "I've learned some of the theory of broom-making from my books, but it's been years since anyone on my world built their own. I might be able to help you," he thought, kicking off his shoes on the nearest bank and flying low enough to dip his toes in the lake. That was strangely fun.

"I just don't know how I could help you in return. You seem to have already mastered everything."

"Ah heh, I'm not actually a master of everything, just a couple of things. I'm sure with the right materials and the right spells and enchantments, we could get it to fly fairly easily. It'll just take some research. There's a lot of different spellbooks in the library. Generic ones, some from my own home, etcetra." answered Negi, skimming the water as well.

"You found spellbooks from your world?" Cedric was very interested. "I wonder if I have mine too. Our magic's not the same, of course, but we might have inspirations or similarities."

Excited at the prospect of having a usable broom again, Cedric looked up and kept asking questions. "What did you do after you graduated?"

"The media library has a lot of material. Sometimes it has television shows from different source worlds, but a lot of times it has generic material such as books, stories, and other research papers that were preserved." explained Negi. "I'm sure we can find some similarities."

"Ah, well I'm a teacher actually, a Professor at Mahora Academy in Japan. It's actually kind of like a mundane-magical school, as there's teachers of all kinds, both magical and non-magical." explained Negi. "I'm in charge of 3-A, a class in the girls school."

"I'm sure! I'll probably be sorting through every book I can find soon."

Cedric took that information in, less surprised than before but still impressed. "You teach them magic? Is it spells, or do you learn other tricks?"

"The librarian, Vivio Takamachi has a good organization of it going on. You can try asking her if I'm not about," replied Negi.

He chuckled at that. "Actually I'm officially their English Professor. But I do some magical combat training on the side."

"I will. And that's an interesting combination of subject matter. They're good duelists, then?"

He hadn't practiced dueling in a while, just preparation for the tournament. Playful challenges were marks of the old days.

"Ah, well, we're less duelists than we are high level combat mages and martial artists. Even then we've got a long way to go." admitted Negi.

"It's not like the Wizarding Dueling that I was shown by the Professor, because of the way fights are done up. But we do have tournaments for fighting in both the old world and the magic world."

"Martial arts too? You must be busy," Cedric remarked. "So you're well protected if your magic ever fails you. That's a good plan."

Come to think of it, he should probably learn as well. "Have you been teaching here at all? Are there even lessons? Not everyone's of age..."

"A lot of my style is actually incorporating magic into martial arts. That's why I use the ring," explained Negi.

He nodded. "I do some basic magical training from my own world, as well as martial arts. I do regular classes for the kids who want it, but most of them know that I'm just a professor back home. I can give you a basic rundown of the Chinese art that I use."

Cedric thought about it. It would be difficult, yes, and something very new, but as long as he was here he was going to have extra time. He should be using it to learn all that he can.

"I'd like that, thank you. No sense in not learning what I can." Even if it would be new to have such a young person as his professor.

Negi smiled, nodding. "All right. We can get together again after this, and then I'll show you what I went through, and then a bit of a demonstration of what my home magic is capable of."

"Then it's a deal," Cedric decided, flying low enough over the grass to hop off and roll to a stop on the grass. That was just fun to do.

"So...give it a few days?"

"Just until you get a pattern set in," said Negi. "It's good to start as soon as possible but it's nice at least to figure out the progression of time here. It can be a little jarring since it's a 'sleep when you feel like it' kind of place."

"And you probably want to be well rested and fed for it. It's fairly intensive."

"I'll remember that, Professor," Cedric said lightly, saluting. "I think I almost have a sleep schedule I can stick to. The throbbing cushions are a bit tricky, though."

But he was managing! Somehow.

"Oh about that. There's a mobile residence on board right now in the City, called the WITCH Bus. It was previously owned by our Counsel Head but he left me the keys. You're welcome to rest there. We've got actual beds." explained Negi.

"A bus?" Cedric knew of one bus that wayward wizards traveled on, but he wasn't sure how this other bus would compare. "Are you sure there's room? And will I be able to find it if it's moving?"

"I've got it parked in the main area of the city where most of the activity is," said Negi. "It's a magic bus after all, with rooms, classrooms, the whole nine yards."

"I see. And they won't mind my taking a room?"

It did sound like a nice place to live, but he wouldn't want to intrude.

"We've got a whole dorm in there," said Negi. "Believe me, you won't be intruding."

"I could live there." He did miss the Hufflepuff dorms. It wasn't quite the same. They probably wouldn't have patchwork quilts or bedwarmers. But he'd be happy with a marginally more comfortable bed.

"So I can simply walk there tonight and ask to sleep?"

They didn't, but they had some blankets made from scraps. "That's right. Here, just take this."

He tossed Cedric a rainbow embossed keycard. "That's your key. Just hold it up and the door will unlock."

Cedric's hand shot out to snatch up the key, Seeker's reflexes still fully intact. He lifted it up to the light to study it, rather pleased. It was all going to work out.

"Thank you. So...will I find work to do around the house? Earning my keep?"

"That's right. We take turns helping clean the classrooms and the kitchens. You're responsible for your own room, but other than that, pitch in when you can." said Negi. "Breakfast every morning, but the rest needs to be sensorium or regular slop meals since we can only stretch the real food out as much as possible."

"Yes sir," Cedric saluted. "But I don't need to take up your supply of real food. It's not quite as good, but I can make my slop taste better."

He had quite a bit of practice with food spells. What better way to practise in the morning before class? They all had to eat sometime.

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