Nathan Free, Natalie Bound

On the next Sixthday I was practically skipping. My school life has settled to a fine dull hum, now that nobody is trying to kill me. Things are going my way there. My classes are easy and I'm wrecking the curve in every subject for all the high-placement advanced courses. I've stopped busting my ass with full-orchestra symphonic arrangements and I've moved to quartet arrangements and piano pieces, which opens up a whole lot of songs I was having trouble scoring to a full instrument spread. My sport training is going really well, and sometimes I tamp my sorcery way down so I can get that authentic feeling of combating these other players at their own level, and sometimes for the hells of it I'll channel essence of thunderbeast and just dominate the field. I had a stupid fetch-quest come up in my literature class and now I'm only two XP away from leveling. It was intended for some worldbuilding if you were coming to this school as a player that had not spent fifteen years living in this world and raised into its culture.