J. Justice can totally rattle off the standard spiel.

"Right," Sable says, floating alongside as the group heads toward the ranges, "I was mostly considering Arcadia or Hawthorne. Hawthorne is supposedly really impressive, but I would kinda like a bit of chill in my life too, so I was leaning Arcadia."

"Dropping out doesn't actually make you less of a person, if it's too much... It totally sounds like too much, though."

"Right, and there's a convenient free witch college with room and board that isn't too much. Thus my lean toward Arcadia."

She zips closer, her eyes going chibi-like and outright sparkling. "You certainly don't have to come with me, but wouldn't it be great to already have a friend when you show up at witch school?"

"Wat- You're - you're stylized even more. Also I mean, we barely know each other yet but - I guess we can be friends?"

J. Snickers and leads them into the practice area.

It's a little demiplane, a few thousand feet across and styled, right now, like a curiously low-def version of suburbia. The houses definitely exist, and have features and qualities, but it's all sort of mashed together quickly. There's an empty grass field and a drainage culvert and a lit campfire. A few of the houses have various amounts of damage done to them.

"They had some new recruits doing house-clearing drills in here earlier, hasn't been reset yet. Go nuts."

"Weaponized. Cuteness." She returns to her normal level of anime cuteness and zips away toward Fake Suburbia, starting out at a sedate ten miles an hour, but rapidly picking up to highway speed as she gets comfortable, darting back and forth across the micro-neighborhood.

Sable's kind of a cute kid.

...Is she a kid? When did Lenora stop thinking of herself as a kid?

Probably about the time she'd been doing minimum wage jobs for a year.

She sighs.

No use dwelling on it. How does this 'flying' thing work? She will find out! Possibly with some falling off or running into things!

Sable's a little too wide on her next turn, and she crashes through a window. "Eeep!" Smash!

"I'm okay!"

And then she zips back out.

Lenora follows her around at a more sedate pace, rather afraid of crashing, to be honest. It's like riding a motorcycle, that flies. Sure it's thrilling, but it also feels incredibly dangerous!

"Hey! You're tougher than you look, do you think I am, is that a thing?"

On closer inspection, Sable looks like she's a bit cut up, but gradually knitting back together. Her blood appears to be black. "So I think being a cartoon character means I bounce back pretty easily, since my body's just a construct made of ink. You, though... Probably Mimi or Oread? Or both? In either case, you've got a decent resurrection option, but you're not enormously more resilient than a standard squishy human? Not sure, though. I'd defer to Miss Probable-Expert over there for specifics."

Was she right next to them before? She is now.

"Lenora, you're indeed a mimi-oread, but with mimi affinities. You're sorceress type like me - You've got fire, wind, and earth down already meaning those elements won't hurt you as much - and you can grow these things over time. But no water or metal. Crashing into a wall would hurt. I advise not doing that. You can get safeties cast on you or your mothergifts, runes tend to be most reliable. You also have some potential with the mothergifts and for familiars, but no rush. Oh, and you have this neat innate talent that's less like a whole discipline and more like a single talent, like Sable's hat trick or Mischief's suggestion, called 'maid hand'. Basically makes insubstantial little chore-doer constructs. ...I've been around long enough to dip my toes in everything including divination, 's why I can tell."

"Oh, uh, good to know."

She jumped in surprise when the cop showed up again. Ugh. She kind of wants to hide from everything now. She kicks her feet at the dirt absentmindedly, thinking.

........Why is she in the ground???

She pops her head out. "This is weirdly comfy. What am I doing, is it safe?"

"Yep! That's an Oread thing, magic digging. It'll heal you, too."

Sable is just as surprised as Lenora when the cop shows up. "Eeep!"

But when she recovers, "Ooooh! I've got Maid Hand too, and I've got some Runes so I can probably figure out protective enchantments eventually. But ooh! That! You can burrow! That's so cool!"

It may be increasingly obvious that whatever Sable's archetype is, it involves some degree of mania.

It's most of what's making Lenora parse her as a kid, to be honest.

"I do think it's cool. Even if all this is... Kind of a lot.

...Let's fly around for a little longer."

She nods, and with a cheerful smile on her face, she resumes zipping around.

Flying is pretty fun. Even when you stick to bike speeds. She floats lazily up over houses, swings around trees, feels the wind in her hair. Gets used to commanding the broom.

Something does feel - tired? More empty? inside her. Not physical. That must be her mana.

She'll deal with that later. "I think it's about time for that medical check so we can get outta here," she tells Sable and then their escort, who's lying in a hammock reading a book by now.

"Works for me."

She slips off of her broom while it's still in the air, catches it with her hand, and hangs underneath it, slowly descending to the ground by Lenora and Ms Nice Cop. Once she touches down, it dissolves into a wireframe and then vanishes.

"That was fun."

Lenora lands more sedately. 

The trip down to medical is nothing particularly interesting, and she's feeling quiet, though some chatterboxing from Sable would be welcome.

She's bouncing along cheerfully. "It's pretty neat that you've got some elemental specialties already. I'm pretty heavily specialized in slow stuff and travel, and that's cool, but throwing fire around just sounds fun. Terrifying, but fun. I'm probably going to pick up Waterworking eventually, Inkborn have a water affinity and I really wanna get something direct and blasty at some point, but I can make more money off of Alchemy and Runes and Portals, once I get 'em figured out a little further. Also, one more rank of Witchery and we get hammerspace."