Nita blinked once, 'clearing' her eyes as best she could, then spoke in the manner of one reciting a line long-memorized:
"I am Nita, daughter of Betty and Harold, fifth of the fifth batch. I am pursuing as best I can the horizons of biotechnology. I made 98th percentile on my GATs, and..."
Her concentration broke, then.
"I have no idea what I'm going to do as a wizard!"
Not specifically. Sure, she could pursue her studies from more avenues than she could have otherwise, but she had only the barest clue on where to start; it was as if space itself had opened itself up to her in fractals!
S'awright. /These are times in which I wish I could pay for icons...
"I am Nita, daughter of Betty and Harold, fifth of the fifth batch. I am pursuing as best I can the horizons of biotechnology. I made 98th percentile on my GATs, and..."
Her concentration broke, then.
"I have no idea what I'm going to do as a wizard!"
Not specifically. Sure, she could pursue her studies from more avenues than she could have otherwise, but she had only the barest clue on where to start; it was as if space itself had opened itself up to her in fractals!