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fandomhighdorms2006-09-12 12:45 pm
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The Salle, Monday, 4th Period.
Sakurazaki wasn't feeling very well after her Spies and Spying class; she knew precisely why, and she knew that working with her sword could possibly only perpetuate the feeling, but she figured it was better than moping around her room. So, Yuunagi in hand, she started working on her forms and minor wind attacks.
She wished Alphonse could be here; she could really stand to knock down some walls. Maybe she should have tracked him down before she came here. Or that Hitsuzen was open. Damn Tuesdays; she knew Yuuko would find something for her to do to keep her mind off things effectively.
Damn spying, damn demons, damn messed-up life. She sliced her nodachi through the air as if cutting them all to pieces.
[[ salle's open, though I might not be around much ]]
She wished Alphonse could be here; she could really stand to knock down some walls. Maybe she should have tracked him down before she came here. Or that Hitsuzen was open. Damn Tuesdays; she knew Yuuko would find something for her to do to keep her mind off things effectively.
Damn spying, damn demons, damn messed-up life. She sliced her nodachi through the air as if cutting them all to pieces.
[[ salle's open, though I might not be around much ]]