Tomoe Mami remembered the digital classrooms of Hikarizawa to recall the similar interface. She was swift to get used to it, more by the year she was born in than an innate ability. She smiled to both Madoka and the A.I.
"It is no problem. I will be well."
There were many, many things that Mami had painful memories of. Things that, by now, they just lived with her like the shadow of death.
"I know well enough about physics, and I learned about the use of magic and its equivalence in my time. I will make my best use of it." She bowed, "I will see you around.
The room for the test was larger than Mami had imagined. Rows upon rows of students of many ages, races, genders, and worlds all performed their respective tests on digital terminals in nigh-silence, screens hovering in front of them with questions custom-tailored to prevent all hopes of getting even a glimpse of hope for a similar answer or a similar question between any of the potential students. As Mami walked around, she noticed they all had a time limit that was ticking down.
Mami held her soul gem. She went to her assigned seat, and sat down. Her poise straightened to let the photograph take her front and profile, she leaned both hands over the terminal for registry, typed as much relevant information as she could: Name, birthdate, blood type, former residence, livelihood, parents...
Who died in that sudden blur and scream of life and metal, blood pouring out of her, and the sheer realization in that darkened cage that she was going to die and didn't want to die at the time, taking any and all hopes--
She completed the data. It all compressed into a square that vanished beneath her picture as it moved to the left of the screen, followed by a long set of rules and legal standards she read quickly. She accepted and began the test.
There were simple questions in there, such as tests of mathematics, momentum, even economy, as well as things on natural sciences, music, chemistry, languages. Since it was the beginning of the test, there were only a few questions that Mami either failed to respond or didn't have enough knowledge to reply immediately enough. She went through questions on arcs, physics, temperature. One question asked about the approximate mass of titanium that would melt if the temperature around it rose a hundred degrees per second...
Invisible musketeers covered Mami as she desperately tried to follow the scream for help, avoiding the lakes of boiling fire the best she could, sweating by the sheer heat at which the metal fell in cascades around her and made her feel out of air. Only after moving and swinging on golden ropes and following the yells that she found the girl, looking up at her and begging for help against the witch that grabbed a pulley, and rose the fires around her...
A few rapid equations, and Mami typed in the solution, before going around the other questions, as silent as she had begun the test, eyes still focused on her task at hand, nothing else mattering. The nightmares were already old companions. Whatever images didn't dominate her, she tamed them.
Mami had lost her feeling of fear after surviving her own death. It all went in silence, and in obedience to her test, as she finalized the first section, and registered it as complete.
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"It is no problem. I will be well."
There were many, many things that Mami had painful memories of. Things that, by now, they just lived with her like the shadow of death.
"I know well enough about physics, and I learned about the use of magic and its equivalence in my time. I will make my best use of it." She bowed, "I will see you around.
The room for the test was larger than Mami had imagined. Rows upon rows of students of many ages, races, genders, and worlds all performed their respective tests on digital terminals in nigh-silence, screens hovering in front of them with questions custom-tailored to prevent all hopes of getting even a glimpse of hope for a similar answer or a similar question between any of the potential students. As Mami walked around, she noticed they all had a time limit that was ticking down.
Mami held her soul gem. She went to her assigned seat, and sat down. Her poise straightened to let the photograph take her front and profile, she leaned both hands over the terminal for registry, typed as much relevant information as she could: Name, birthdate, blood type, former residence, livelihood, parents...
Who died in that sudden blur and scream of life and metal, blood pouring out of her, and the sheer realization in that darkened cage that she was going to die and didn't want to die at the time, taking any and all hopes--
She completed the data. It all compressed into a square that vanished beneath her picture as it moved to the left of the screen, followed by a long set of rules and legal standards she read quickly. She accepted and began the test.
There were simple questions in there, such as tests of mathematics, momentum, even economy, as well as things on natural sciences, music, chemistry, languages. Since it was the beginning of the test, there were only a few questions that Mami either failed to respond or didn't have enough knowledge to reply immediately enough. She went through questions on arcs, physics, temperature. One question asked about the approximate mass of titanium that would melt if the temperature around it rose a hundred degrees per second...
Invisible musketeers covered Mami as she desperately tried to follow the scream for help, avoiding the lakes of boiling fire the best she could, sweating by the sheer heat at which the metal fell in cascades around her and made her feel out of air. Only after moving and swinging on golden ropes and following the yells that she found the girl, looking up at her and begging for help against the witch that grabbed a pulley, and rose the fires around her...
A few rapid equations, and Mami typed in the solution, before going around the other questions, as silent as she had begun the test, eyes still focused on her task at hand, nothing else mattering. The nightmares were already old companions. Whatever images didn't dominate her, she tamed them.
Mami had lost her feeling of fear after surviving her own death. It all went in silence, and in obedience to her test, as she finalized the first section, and registered it as complete.