If she calls you Trouble you might as well live up to the name

You conceal a smirk and cover it by reconjuring your dragon. When the two proselytising agents had gotten close you'd let your dragon disappear.

Lucia looks a little suspiciously at you before conjuring her own. You didn't know when hers had vanished. While the two images dance around each other you open your class schedule and are surprised by what you see.

You had been expecting something along the lines of a few hours a day on focused classes, Monday for politics and political theory for the incoming nobility, days for specific types of magical tutoring that sort of thing. Something akin to university in your previous world. Not high school.

The days were broken into three hour and half long blocks with half hour breaks between each. Many of the names of the classes were also unknown to you. Tetreat on Monday Tuesday and Wednesday mornings. Gathie on Thursday and Friday mornings. Furtire on Monday Wednesday and Friday middays. Jutire on Tuesday and Thursday middays. The only word you understood was the final block on each day, Practical.

"How are you doing that?" Lucia asked pulling your focus from the book.

"What?" You ask not sure what she was referring to.

"Your dragon is still moving around while you read."

"Huh. Oh right, once you figure out how to move the load of fine details onto your magic, you can set patterns into it." You make your dragon stop moving. "Start with little things." You have it flap its wings three times the pause and flap again. "Keep repeating it until you know how the movement feels. Once you get the feel let your magic flow." Your dragon resumes it bouncing around. "After a while you can move from basic patterns to this sort of thing."

"What else can you ... how big can you make your dragon?" Lucia's dragon froze in mid-air as her focus was pulled. But it remained visible so she was making quick progress.

"I don't know." You answer honestly. You'd never tested its upper size limits before, you lost your interest in projecting like this before you'd tested much of anything. At the time you hadn't seen a great need to experiment beyond what you'd already known. "Big I guess."

"And you could make it move like this from how far away?"

"I'm not sure I going to be able to be in any of your performances." You answer already knowing how this was going to go. "Besides if you rely on me you won't improve and I'm only average."

Lucia rolled her eyes. "Only your dragon would be in the performance. Beside couldn't _you _use the practice." She urged with a rather scheming look to her eye. You had a feeling it wasn't just her performances she wanted you to help with. "I've got a booking at the amphitheater next Wednesday night and I need to rehearse with my bigger dragon. You help me rehearse and then on the day if you're interested I can maybe fit you in the background."

"I'm confused what am I getting out of this?" You ask already knowing you weren't interested in any performing. "You'll be on my level by then anyway."

"Sure I will be. And you will get satisfaction of helping the greatest Incartor early in her career." She smiles at you and puffs up her chest. You aren't impressed. "How about free tickets to my next three, no four shows." You aren't moved. "You can bring a plus one." She intoned.

"I'll help you rehearse, but only if I have time. This is an academy I do need to study." You consent, sure you won't be performing yourself but helping Lucia with rehearsing at least might be ok.

"Fantastic." Lucia stands up. "So we rehearsing now or are you going to the baths with Edin?"