It was already past noon and Emilin was still at the cat café.
"Master, are you not going to et with your friends today?" Xander asked hopefully.
His Master was always so busy, he wanted to bring up the pharmaceuticals to know when he could learn them.
With how much thought his Master put in them, Xander was sure that they would definitely be out of this world.
Not to ntion, he had also been given a sneak peek of it when Emilin was making that chart.
But he didn't know to bring it up as his Master always seed busy.
He also feared not being able to et the deadline for his current work at hand leaving him behind schedule and possibly pushing back the date at which he would learn of the pharmaceuticals even further into the future.
Emilin smiled at the term friends but frowned when she thought of the matter.
Indeed, she wasn't going to et up with them as Grace and Noah since they were taking their quarter exams which they could not miss as they would determine the rankings posted.
Noah had to take it for the agreent with his father, and a while ago, when the two of them were not satisfied with the results of their competition on Mobba, they had taken the matter to school grounds in the form of a bet.
Noah, who needed the most help in the past few weeks received more attention from Emilin when tutoring ti ca around while Grace was unsatisfied with the arrangents.
Emilin knew of the existence of the bet, but she was still unsure of the nature of what exactly was put on the line.
At school, on that sa day.
Both Grace and Noah's actions completely baffled their classmates as they were fired up on testing day, walking into the classroom like they were going to war.
Fire in their eyes and determination to win written on their faces, taphorically of course.
Many believed the two to have gone crazy after they hadn't seen them for so long, and the others who heard the accusations felt like they weren't too far off.
Well, but that is a story for another ti.
But even though she wasn't going to go et them, she would still go to the studio later to keep on doing her training.
In other words, participating and providing more free labor.
While Xander was waiting for his master's answer so that he could find the right opportunity to pop the question of furthering his studies in other fields, a ringing sound stopped the thought mid formation.
It was Emilin's phone.
Emilin gave Xander a sorry look and accepted the call.
"Hello?" She was the first to speak and she did so in a soft but cold voice.
She was working on it.
"Emilin, I have so good news," Mason said abruptly from the other side.
Emilin waited for him to continue.
"If you have the ti, we can start the hands-on lessons now with the cara."
Emilin was confused in an instant and Mason could easily imagine Emilin's tilted head and the question marks floating above her head.
He chuckled.
It was nearing the end of October, and right around the ti where a big project was about to start.
"Mr. Zekan (Owen) and Miss Lenin (Margo), have been expressing their gratitude for your help in connecting them with such a great auction house, and when they found out how interested you were in photography, they were more than willing to have you take a place in their project. But of course, the type of participation would be dependent on your skill level," Mason worded it in such a nice way, but both he and Emilin knew well that the best she could do was watch and do her best not to ss things up considering her still level.
To actually participate, it would take her probably another 5 years of hard work to beco a photographer in such a large-scale project with a whole lot of luck, talent, and the right connections.
Even so, Mason would prefer if Emilin had enough skills and a good eye before the project began as that would allow for her to learn a whole lot more in this experience.
He was really taking her as his student seriously, and he could tell that such a high-level project wouldn't teach her much considering the skill gap.
In fact, Mason was thinking of having Emilin be one of the models in one of these shots, but he didn't want to jump the gun and make the person hop away like a scared bunny.
Though it was clear that Emilin was cold on the surface, had an outgoing nature when it ca to learning, Mason also found out that she was in fact quite timid by nature.
He just had to slowly goad the girl.
This would also help her learn how to approach the cara from another angle, the angle of the one being shot.
Such experience was also very important.
"That's why we'll move up the schedule a little. Thankfully there is nothing important until the project begins as I've already had Lisa clear my schedule."
All the people Mason canceled on in an impromptu fashion begged to differ, but they had no right to speak.
They were also mostly people who didn't have important jobs but wanted to see his skills.
They could wait in line.
This didn't affect his reputation in any way as other than really important matters, Mason had the tendency of not giving out promises of completion my any specific amount of ti.
After all, he was a man who needed inspirational trips (AKA: Holidays where his work phone is off and no one can contact him other than the VVIP DO NOT SS WITH THESE PEOPLE list) all the ti and a person who strove for perfection during shoots.
(AN: perfectionist amateurs = very cranky photographer who may or may not go on an inspirational trip until further notice).
Unless one was sure of their talents or very patient and with a lot of free ti, they would go for another photographer as Nosa's reputation of being quite poor with ti managent was world renown.
Of course, in the end, he had his skills backing him, so no matter how much of an annoying pest he was, he was still a skilled annoying pest who one couldn't dismiss.
He was very clear about it too, if you didn't have the ti or patience to work with him, then you shouldn't at all.
That's how things worked and complaints about anything other than the end results were not accepted.
That was also why many people contacted Mason months or even up to a year in advance unless they had special connections or a sh*t ton of money.
It shouldn't be a surprise that Mason had a lot of lawsuits to pay for before he got a half-decent lawyer.
"I have ti, when should I be there?" Emilin asked in her half-cold half-soft voice that was hard to control.
"It would be best to get here as soon as possible so that we can get started, I'll be honest with you, we have a lot of work to do," Mason released a heavy helpless sigh that Emilin was unsettlingly familiar with.
Mason was not lying.
One might misunderstand what he was saying, but Emilin wouldn't.
It had been a week since Emilin sent Mason a chip with the data of the photos she had taken, and he hadn't spoken about it since.
But the look he gave her the day after told Emilin that he had definitely seen it, or at least skimd through it.
Still, since he was saying nothing, she wasn't going to ntion that dark history of hers on her own.
It was bad enough just knowing it existed.
Since Mason was saying that they were going to start working on her personal skills, she refused to believe that that huge sigh was not directed at all the work he would have to put in to improve what little skills she had.
She actually felt a little bad for him too, but she had already done so of her part providing the free labor, and in exchange, she asked for knowledge, so Mason was just doing his part.
Sigh.
Moreover, since she was already acknowledging him as her teacher, if he ever needed her help, Emilin definitely wouldn't hold back.
In the end, she didn't feel like Mason was on the losing side of the deal.
"Then I'll be there as soon as possible," Emilin agreed that there was indeed a lot of work to do.
But thinking again, that was probably also the most satisfying part.
Actually, learning sothing interesting.
And so, Emilin soldiered up.
As for Xander, who could only cry on the sidelines knowing that his Master had to leave again, well he bade her goodbye and left for his apartnt after paying for the food.
He didn't forget to lift an eyebrow when the long list of a receipt was handed to him, but that was it.
He was already used to the sight at this point.
***
In another location, a helicopter was boarded by Elijah and Liam.
One of them, much more relaxed than the other.
While Elijah seed to be heading off for vacation, the other seed like he was forced on a roller coaster with a terminal fear of heights.
As tense as one could get, even more so than when piled with stacks of paperwork.
Speaking of paperwork, an unassuming stack of biodegradable paper was found in an unassuming lake between Phashi and the Hemafuji mountain range on that very sa day.
Thankfully, nothing important was lost or found.
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