The young man slips on some pants, though doesn't bother to put on a shirt as he moves to the door. Before he opens it, though, he recalls Julia's words and his eyes narrow suspiciously. "Who is it?"
"Spellcasters?" She asked the question with genuine interested and amusement. Funny how things worked out.
"Spellcasters?" She asked the question with genuine interested and amusement. Funny how things worked out.
"Fun how that all works out. I really like the type myself. You can tell a lot about someone by their chosen type. A lot of my more bookish friends like them..,but spellcasting isn't actually as something just so simple as being just for smart people, you know. Magic can mean a lot of things. From the earliest ancient days of warding evil spirits in order to protect others, to Victorian Black magic to make others suffer. That's the true beauty of the type. It's not bound with something as simple as just generic stereotypes." She really enjoyed being able to talk about her favorite type in the game, hoping he'd be able to process some of it.
Though...his draw to the Silent Magician was odd. She never heard of someone have ties to multiple cards to the same degree. While it was always possible to tame others, it would never quite match the bond you have with your partner. Well....maybe not. It was a card that was weak on it's own, but could grow into a much more powerful being when taken care of. Seems appropriate.
Observing his deck, she looked at with interest.
"I see. This isn't bad. You worked hard on it. But...this card is a bit too situational. You might want to replace it was a more generically versatile one. And you don't need this one for hard damage-
Julia's tone had went completely different as she became involved in helping him build. After a solid few minutes, she had sorted through some extra cards she had for practice. She didn't use them herself anyway. The school wasn't going to keep track of that anyway. In the end, she offered him five new cards as replacements for some of his old ones to give him options much more viable.
That explained it enough, she thought. That meant he had someone fairly important. But whether or not she or he realized the meaning of those cards either was hard to determine. Seemed like a lot of people were onto more things than they should. It wasn't really wrong for him to value who gave him the cards. That would probably change more into a solid enough bond on it's own. It would just take time.
Adam bites his lip with indecision. On the one hand, caution dictates he not have too much undue contact with people. On the other hand, there's a potentially hot maid on the other side of the door. Adam opens the door. "Of course you can." He smiles. "Adam Le Fey. Mon plaisir, mademoiselle."
The rest of the day wasn't quite as eventful. As much as she wanted one on one time with them all and to watch them squirm a little when her breasts "accidentally" got too close, there just wasn't enough time for all of that. Most of them seemed mostly normal, and not like they would be any real trouble, but she noticed that one name was missing. She could recall he was one of the students she observed earlier. Needed a lot more work.
"Did he?" For once, Julia didn't look at all amused by this. Not enough to just laugh off the idea of students being horny. This raised a lot of concerning questions.