Dark and Mystical Research and Development Center (DMRDC)

[silentdraconis]

"Sleep well," She smiled, vanishing in a swirl of water. Or, more accurately, turned into a swirl of water that vanished.  

[[-Xemnas-]]

"Night."

Kasa walked up to the bed. Placing her bag off to the side. Crawling in and snuggling into the blankets. She fell asleep for a short nap.

 

[Fighter for all]

Kren appears behind miss stix. "Hello there, what do you think of her?"  

[silentdraconis]

"Hello," She replied, smiling.  

[Fighter for all]

"So, what do you think of our first student?"  

[silentdraconis]

"Normal." Styx replied. "Very, very... normal. She'll have to work hard to compare to those who have crossed my way." The spirit shrugged. "But there is something about her that says perhaps she is capable."  

[Fighter for all]

"She has had much pain in her life." He smiled softly. "Could have done worse."  

[silentdraconis]

"And from such stuff are heros made. Villains, too." Styx replied with a shrug as she turned and glided away. "And very normal people, too. We'll see what she will be."  

[Fighter for all]

Kren smiled. "I prefer the middle road myself."  

[Silvi Tal]

((Post and run!))
She shrugged the pack on her shoulder, readjusting it. She heaved a heavy sigh and walked slowly towards the building. She'd brought her cloak, thankful for it. The thing left only the tops of her feet and her icy blue eyes with their silver cat pupils showing. The rest of her lay in shadows when her jacket was on, and the hood up.
Not much for words nowadays, she simply walked into the building, looking around curiously, not wanting to draw attention to herself.  

[Fighter for all]

Kren appeared behind the girl. "Why are you here?"  

[Silvi Tal]

She almost leapt out of her skin, but instead, she simply jumped and whirled to face the guy who'd snuck up on her. She narrowed her blue eyes, silver slits darting around him, searching for possible threats. Her bag gave a small wiggle, and she elbowed it before she looked down at the ground and knelt on one knee, lowering her head.
It was a mild form of submission in her tribe.  

[Fighter for all]

"Dont." he said very sternly. "Do not kneel. No one kneels here."  

[Silvi Tal]

Doing as she was told, she stood back up and looked around, then stepped into another room. It was very odd to be told not to kneel. She supposed this place was filled with other such quirky ideas. She readjusted the pack, placing it on both shoulders this time. This place was very lovely...
Her mouth opened slightly, ready to say so, before she remembered and gently placed two long, slender fingers to her throat.  

[Fighter for all]

He waved his hand dismissivly. "Speak." he saidm only slightly annoyed. "Speak when ever and how ever you wish."