THE DEFENSE OF SILVER MOTE } an urgent call Sept 21, 2013 22:51:45 GMT -6
Post by Mizuki Rowan on Sept 21, 2013 22:51:45 GMT -6
As an alarm suddenly blasted, Mizuki jolted awake from an already uncomfortable dream. She gasped and panted a bit, trying to get a hold of herself and her surroundings.
"Good morning, Academy. We are now in an emergency state. The Emperor himself has just informed me that the situation on the Silver Mote has gone critical and his generals require our full force. Third through Sixth years are required at the Mote. You will find your magic class's teacher and proceed according to emergency instructions from there. I repeat. The Emperor himself has just informed me that the situation on the Silver Mote has gone critical and his generals require our full force. Third through Sixth years are required at the Mote. You will find your magic class's teacher and proceed according to emergency instructions from there."
Mizuki narrowed her eyes, shaking her head. As she looked over at her clock, she put her battle face on. She knew it couldn't helped, but did something really have to happen at two forty-seven in the morning? Now, she was angry. She swiftly leapt out of her bed, running towards her drawers. She made sure she had her throwing knives all in order on her holster. She wasn't wearing her normal dress or camo assembles. Today, she realized that even as a beastmaster, stealth was important. She wore all black.
She swung the door open, murmuring something to her roommates. All that could be seen was a violent cloud of black as she turned the corner down the hall, her thick black hair falling around her. Even though she hadn't brushed it, it still fell neatly around her face as always. She hated it! Though, she was hating everything right now because of the time that she had been woken up at. A morning person? I think not.
As she finally made it into the stables, she let out a shrill yet recognizable whistle. Krasin came straight out, and she readied him for battle. He was easy to prepare, because he stood so still. When she finished him and her own preparations, she turned to find someone she recognized. It was nice to be by someone you at least had seen before in a crisis. She spotted a boy named Flynn, who was in his fourth year also.
THAT, was where it ended. She had such a hard time approaching people, so she decided to just hover near until he talked to her. That way, he talked to her and she didn't have to seem like such an awkward fo- She was blubbering in her own head! She shook it off, nodding to Krasin as he stared up at her for directions.
Tags: Mizuki Rowan and Krasin
Inspiration: The word 'stables.'
Notes: I fear for anyone who decides to talk to the weird girl who talks to her pet. (Joking, she's nice.)
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