Octain spent most of the day in the courtyard seeing as he had most of the day off due to his assistant wanting to try teaching. She was doing such a great job that he wanted to let her teach and give her some space by going out for a bit. The way she put it was...
"Enjoy the breath taking nice weather out."
He sighed a bit as he looked in the direction of the school. It was nice that she was back and set up a schedule that she wouldn't haven't have to work during the winter. That she could return to her post when she wanted to. Taking a moment to look at a statue of sorts that looked like awkward artwork that was 'modern' just a bunch of cubes that no matter how you looked at the. It was different from every angle. Just like magic as he begin slowly jotting down physical notes into his book. The page filled with ink as the ink settled it vanished into thin air. Like it was never there. Though the ink was moved to another book in his study at the school in a language that people could read since it was simple things. Ocular magic that you can see on a day to day basis.
He believed that everything was magical as he saw the fountain wasn't full of water as he walked over. His spell book flipping pages as he spoke in a language of no tongue anyone could hear of. Eventually planting a rune on the fountain as it filled with water. A burst of water came out as the cubes cycled the water back into the fountain. It was interesting as his orange eyes and his face under the mask just stared at it. Enjoying the site that he had created. Closing his eyes for a moment to listen to the flow of water.
"Enjoy the breath taking nice weather out."
He sighed a bit as he looked in the direction of the school. It was nice that she was back and set up a schedule that she wouldn't haven't have to work during the winter. That she could return to her post when she wanted to. Taking a moment to look at a statue of sorts that looked like awkward artwork that was 'modern' just a bunch of cubes that no matter how you looked at the. It was different from every angle. Just like magic as he begin slowly jotting down physical notes into his book. The page filled with ink as the ink settled it vanished into thin air. Like it was never there. Though the ink was moved to another book in his study at the school in a language that people could read since it was simple things. Ocular magic that you can see on a day to day basis.
He believed that everything was magical as he saw the fountain wasn't full of water as he walked over. His spell book flipping pages as he spoke in a language of no tongue anyone could hear of. Eventually planting a rune on the fountain as it filled with water. A burst of water came out as the cubes cycled the water back into the fountain. It was interesting as his orange eyes and his face under the mask just stared at it. Enjoying the site that he had created. Closing his eyes for a moment to listen to the flow of water.