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The Institute of Combat.
Forum-Index → Roleplay → The Institute of Combat.((Gtg, I have to stop already. :/))
Well, it is for sure and certain that a group can attain a camaraderie, why was she surprised that a school wouldn't have it.
Aclyma fished out an envelope, and smoothly pulled out the previously mentioned paper. She unfolded it and raised it to eye level, a yawn first escaping her lips. "Lesee uh...", small mumbles followed by a heavy sigh. "Well, I'm in room 28."
4. It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
-Extract from Invictus, William Ernest Henley
Oh how fate teases, makes fun and torture one.
First she was tossed out of home, almost exiled by her mother, forced into an unnecessary social environment-- school and now had to live in close proximity with a man. Hope she doens't mind, he said.
With their front almost touching, Aclyma's bi-colored eyes met Forge's blue ones and held the stare intently. A few seconds later, she dropped her gaze, gave a tired sigh and turned into the room.
"I'll make do-- also," she paused and turned a step in. "I'll need your hand to open the door all the time."
She thought about it for a while and shrugged lightly.
"Probably."
"Small girl, is the room magical too?"
4. It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
-Extract from Invictus, William Ernest Henley
She clicked her tongue loudly as small sign of irritation.
Not that she hated the decor, but it reminded her painfully of home.
She rested her hands on her waist as she faced the beds from the foot of the beds.
"Right bed seemed further from the door, so-" she walked to the side of it and fell face first into the bed. Ah. Such comfort.
The gym was large, with a few training dummies, but it was mostly for sparring practice.
"The name's Aria. Not really, just the door. There's a bathroom if you turn your head to the right or left, i'm not sure." She said. "Welp, I gotta go. I heard that my friend Frank was having a spar in the gym."
"Yea I'm fine what about you?"
"Same but I mean how are you doing here?"
"I'm Doing pretty good thanks winter!"
"What are sisters for?" They stayed there together and just sat in silence.