@modcrnspirits (for Cole, from Arthur)
Arthur walked the halls agape. He had spent so many years being a director at a museum of magic, yet never in his lifetime did he think he'd be able to see this amount of arcane academia in one place. He could walk throughout these halls forever, however, walking is not the original purpose of his visit here. Arthur came here for one thing only, and that was to learn. As he was now, Arthur was a fairly skilled magician. He levitate things, perform simple glamours, even the occasional banishment of malevolence or benevolence. But he needed more, craved more. Craved the discipline and hard... ruler of a true magic teacher.
He wasn't sure what attired he was meant to wear, so a simple shirt and a pair of jeans sufficed. Although, as Arthur began to inspect himself, he found the pants might be a bit too form fitting. Arthur knocks on the door to Cole's training room, hoping it was the right one. "Mister Cumhail? I'm here for our magic lesson..."