Wednesday 3/12/08 Who: Jacob and OPEN Where: the student lounge When: afternoon What: Among other things, Jacob's spell backfires.
The hangover from hell increased Jacob's determination to take action. First he needed to decide what to do and chose magic as his medium. Pearl was unlikely to see reason through normal means of him telling her, so maybe a spell would help matters. His brow knit together as he gathered his magical materials, leaving the room to head to the student lounge. It was unusual for him to be casting magic in such a public space, but there was a first time for everything. Maybe Meike would be there to see it, maybe not.
What he did not notice were his shaking hands, the paleness of his skin, and the rings under his eyes; they seemed inconsequential compared to the goal he had in mind. Motivation spell. If nothing else came from it, it'd teach her a lesson which she sorely needed. Jacob slid the drawstring bag off his shoulder when he reached the student lounge and opened it towards the side of the room. He withdrew a book, because he just needed to remind himself of the spell he was doing, and a snack helped him to keep awake. A muffin seemed like the best bet right now and he finished it within a couple of minutes as he read, sitting on the edge of an armchair.
Jacob retrieved the tiny plastic bag containing a few strands of Pearl's hair and stared at it in his palm. A fresh wave of discontent hit him, his brow furrowing, and he clenched his fist in resolution. Yes, this had to happen. He knew this without a shadow of a doubt.