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the Project	By : theLureln Category: +M through R > Magic: The Gathering Views: 11901 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Magic the Gathering characters or settings, anything else is mine. This story is not being written for profit.

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Following her latest debacle with Jace, Lorissa decided not only was she done with him, she was taking a break from men in general. Why bother looking for someone to take her mind off Jace, when all she really needed to do was remind herself of all the disasters that had befallen her every time she crossed paths with him. True they generally ended with her being satisfied in a carnal sense, but they also left her feeling confused and irritated. Better to just distance herself from those types of situations altogether. It wasn't like men were beating down her door to get to her anyway. With the exception of Jace, the opposite sex didn't seem to realize she was alive. Swearing them off turned out to be remarkably easy.
            After her success with finding and fixing flaws in the weird creation spell, Tabozav had promoted her to his personal assistant. No more demeaning tasks for her. Instead she was saddled with poring over increasingly complicated spells, looking for ways to improve them. Her promotion earned her about half a dozen enemies among the up and coming mages who worked in his lab as well and couldn't tolerate being passed over for a mere human. They constantly found little ways to interfere with her duties, either by misplacing items she needed or being recalcitrant about helping her in the first place. She was down to spending only a handful of hours per week in the library at Nivix. She would have been tempted to relinquish her position completely except she truly loved working in the archives and since she was willing to put in hours no one else would even consider, her continued employment there was assured.
            Niv-Mizzet made it a point to bother her about once a week. She'd finally realized she was something of a pet to the dragon, for some reason he found her amusing and because he had so many fascinating stories to tell she couldn't drum up the energy to be annoyed by the fact. Being the object of his attention was troublesome on many fronts, the other workers in the library, particularly the mages, treated her with bitter scorn because they couldn't understand why the Firemind would waste his time on a human with no magic. She found their jealousy ironic, since his visits frequently made her uncomfortable all on their own. For one thing, she'd never get used to the sheer size of him. She knew he altered his shape so he could comfortably fit in any section of Nivix he cared to visit, but he was still enormous by any standards. He also had a way of speaking that reminded her how young and foolish she was compared to a being who'd lived for thousands of years.
              However what made her the most uneasy about his visits was how often he pried into her personal affairs. Shortly after her last bout of insanity with Jace, the dragon had asked her in passing if she'd managed to find a lover yet. Setting aside the sheer inappropriateness of the question, which Niv-Mizzet would refuse to even acknowledge were she to call him on it, she had been forced to explain yet again that she was still single and likely to remain so. To her surprise, the dragon had scowled at her comment, his demeanor distinctly irate as he began to mutter under his breath about the stupidity of boys who thought they were so clever but in fact were as inept as posts. She had no idea what he was ranting about and had learned early on in their relationship to not bother to ask. If the Dracogenius wished to discuss something with her, he would.
            The dragon was pleased with her work for Tabozav, although he frequently informed her she was spending far too much time working and not nearly enough time playing. From his point of view, mortal life was too short to squander. From her point of view, her dating life was none of his business and she'd told him as much to his face. He'd laughed at her and then informed her that people who were overworked and lacking in any relaxing pursuits tended to perform poorly in the long run. She'd had no rejoinder for that. She hated when he was right, which was nearly all the time and the insufferable creature knew it too.
            So her life in the Izzet League grew increasingly complicated. She was certainly moving up the ladder on her own merit, however she was gaining a large number of rivals on the way through no fault of her own. Unfortunately the bias against individuals incapable of magic was greater than the respect for one capable of advancing through hard work. She did what she could to mitigate the damage, asking other mages to assist her with her research whenever possible but it did little good. They helped her because they had to, knowing a refusal would incur the wrath of Tabozav or possibly the guildmaster himself. They didn't see her offer as a generous attempt to elevate them in the eyes of either of those individuals, although that was her true intent. Instead they thought she was trying to slough menial labor onto them. In the beginning she tried to explain her actions, eventually she gave up when she realized they were only going to believe what they wanted to.
            Her current project was one she'd constructed herself. Hours of searching for spells in the library had led her to realize there needed to be a system for easily accessing items as well as incantations. The generic spellbook contained a few dozen spells, basic ingredients if the creator was diligent and not much more. She was putting together a scrolling spellbook, one that acted as a sort of portal for retrieving multiple complicated spells and ingredients instantaneously. It involved combining teleportation, tracking and categorizing spells in a seamless flowing conjuration. So far she had researched dozens of each variant, writing out possible amalgamations as she went. The list she had was now a small tome and would take months to sort through, but she felt the results would be worth it. She had mentioned the idea in passing to both Tabozav and Niv-Mizzet, they found the concept interesting but unlikely to succeed with so many variables. Still, she wasn't about to give up on it.
                Which meant she spent most of her waking hours in either the lab or the library. Her parents had finally sent her a missive a few days ago complaining about the fact they hadn't seen her in over a month. She hadn't responded right away, not having found it until almost a week after it's arrival and in the interim her brothers had stopped by to give her a good ass chewing for upsetting their mother. So tonight she was going to leave Nivix at a decent hour and spend the evening with her family, unless she wanted to deal with a tirade from her father next. Her mother was always the last to yell and also the most intimidating when she did it, because it took a lot to anger the kind hearted woman so when she lost her temper it was truly terrifying to behold. There was also the fact that no one knew how to lay on guilt like mothers.
            As she was putting away her supplies and packing up her tome containing the list of spells she was compiling, the Firemind breezed into Tabozav's lab, his immense form dwindled down to accommodate the suite. She had to suppress a groan at his appearance. While she generally enjoyed their conversations, tonight she was in a hurry and unfortunately the dragon was not known for being brief in his orations. He was known for being intelligent and observant however and he cocked his head as he drew near saying, "Are my eyes deceiving me, or is my most devoted workaholic actually leaving before sunset?"
            She rolled her eyes at his baiting tone. "Yes, liege. I've been summoned by my parents."
            "Ah, so you're not going of your own free will then. I should have known," he mused. "I suppose what I had to discuss with you can wait until tomorrow."
            It was an out for her so she could leave immediately but Lorissa had a strong sense of duty so before she could think better of it she asked, "Is it something I can help you with immediately, or will it take a while?"
            The dragon shrugged a massive shoulder nonchalantly. "I've been asked to lend the facilities at the library to a guest of the Azorius Senate and I was going to see if you wouldn't mind overseeing the visitor's activities while they're in the guild hall since your mother is a member of the High Judges. The fellow isn't due to arrive for a couple of days, I wanted to run the idea past you beforehand."
            It sounded like a request but she knew it was a kindly worded command. Niv-Mizzet didn't really deal in appeals so much as demands. He was the guildmaster after all. She wouldn't even think of refusing a direct query from him even if they didn't have a somewhat friendly rapport. "I'd be delighted sir. Anything that helps both my liege and my mother at the same time can only be a pleasure to carry out."
            It was nauseating flattery but she knew he enjoyed it on occasion. He chuckled to let her know he was aware of her tactics, his expression pleased. "I assumed you would say as much. Now go, enjoy the time with your family."
            She gratefully accepted the dismissal, bolting from the room before he changed his mind and brought up anything else. The Dracogenius watched her depart and said, "Hopefully this new male isn't an idiot like the last one. Otherwise letting him use my library is a waste of time."
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