An upset awakening... a strange place.

[Señor Sunday Friday]

Terent nodded, "How I need tah give ye somethin'..." He thought outloud, half wondering what he had to give his student... he had shrooms... but he wasn't going to give those up... he had the axes... but he really didn't want to give those up. There was Smitty... but Smitty wasn't something you could give away- and Terent would give his axes up before he gave Smitty to someone. "I'm s'posed to give ye a gift for arrivin' a' thah 'Cademy, bu' I don' 'ave anythin' for ye. 'Ow's 'bout I owe ye a favor instead?" He asked, who knows, perhaps it might be helpful to have a short elf man on call... you might need to get something from a small space or something, who knew? But it was all Terent had to offer right now, considering Terent didn't have many material items... all his spare money went to shrooms.

[dyorian]

"Tha' seems aight wit me, Terent. A favor is all one cou' ask fer. See ya aroun', eh?" Dyor retorted, rounding about and flipping out his airboard again.

With another flick of his wrist, the airboard floated skyward and Dyor punced on, gliding off into the distance. Though, first he would check out the dormitory. He might need to make it a bit more like home, if nothing else, like his dorm at the academy.

Next I'll have to find some parts to construct an attachment for the E-30, otherwise I'll be stuck with a dud prototype forever. It's good I aced mechanics and bio-engineering, otherwise I'd be out of luck. He pondered, the air rushing past his red locks as he crusied by.