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4:10am - common room
She hadn't meant to fall asleep there before returning to her dorm, but there she was, lying atop a strange tome that glittered gold and held no writing.


6:08am - beach patrol
Still half asleep, she wandered along the shore and yawned, soothed by the sounds of the waves. At this point she wondered if her eyebags had eyebags.


10:51am - commons
Remember to eat breakfast. Stormy eyed her bran muffin listlessly, but she nibbled as she sat in her shadowy corner, back pressed to the walls. Remember. She couldn't have another Lex incident, now could she, even though she still looked dwarfed in her fall clothes. At least it was a nice day out.


12:02pm - dorms
One lucky Mist trainee got a sweets package left on their bed without a note while they were out. Just because she couldn't cheer herself up didn't mean she couldn't perform random acts of kindness.


1:34pm - common room
Power nap time. It never worked, but the point was that maybe one day it would.


4:47pm - training field
She did it again. She got angry at a stupid training dummy for no good reason other than mood swings, and when Stormy got angry she was cursed with the need to cry at the same time. Didn't she have that urge enough? Did she really need to tear up while slashing the hell out of an object too?


7:10pm - dorms
Time to gaze at the large gouge mark in the door to Room 221 in passing and contemplate her life choices. She ran her hand along it and murmured to herself: suggestion on how to cover it up, or paint it, or do anything other than just let it sit there and gnaw at her.


9:19pm - ???
Open her phone. Begin a text. Delete it. try again. Delete it. Put the phone away. Shadow someone instead. It was always good practice to see how long she could go before being noticed, if ever.

9:24PM Somewhere Outside

It was the strangest feeling, and one he couldn't seem to shake. It felt a little like someone was following him, but no. That probably wasn't right. Who in the hell would want to follow him around? It wasn't like he was doing anything interesting. Just wandering around Deus for a bit to clear his head, tire himself out so he could sleep like a rock when he got back to his dorm.

But it really felt like someone was tailing him...

4:49PM Training Field

s**t.

Zachariah was hoping that Crying Person wouldn't notice him, considering he absolutely did not want to deal with Crying. Could he just act as if he had not heard her voice? That would be perhaps the easiest way to deal with it if he hadn't already stopped walking upon hearing her voice, which gave away that he had heard her.

His brain quickly shuffled for some kind of answer, and once it found the path of least resistance, he called over his shoulder. "I am going to practice stances with my weapon."

Not a lie, not a whole answer. Still, no dealing with crying.

4:49pm - training field

"Oh, okay."

She tried, Stormy told herself, as she moved away to give the man much more space than he needed. She'd tried, and that was a lot more than she usually did on some days.

And then she paused. "Is it a sword?"

- - -

9:24PM - somewhere outside

She tilted her head curiously. "Is that working for you? The island's pretty big, more than just headquarters and stuff."

10:51am - commons

Noemi dropped a lunch pail in front of Stormy's shadowy corner.

"It's cold. There is soup if you want?" She looked down at the table, still shy and nervous. She didn't want to meddle. She just wanted her cousin to be happy.

"I could make lunches, if you want?" It was the only thing that calmed her down really.

10:51am - commons

"I...I've noticed." Noemi twiddled her fingers. "and I understand. Soups are easy though. You can drink it. I can make those for you and thats okay?" She waited.

"o...Oh! and um...Thank you." She tried to think of what for, but it just seemed to be the right thing to say.

4:20 am - Common Room

Kyle saw the Mist when he passed through the common room to pick up something light before hitting the field for the running that was a daily routine for him by now. A Full Hunter judging by the trimming that adorned her coat. But that wouldn’t stop him from doing what he thought was right, a quick stop at the Infirmary to borrow a blanket which he brought with him back to the common room to gently spread over Stormy’s still sleeping form without waking her up. Hopefully.

10:51 am - commons

Soups made her think of jello cups and pudding and all manner of things easy to swallow in a hospital bed, recoveries and sore throats and pricks of the IV and aching backs from sleeping in the wrong position while a loved one lied in the cot. Soups reminded her of sickness and death and I'm Sorry and Please Wake Up and This Is For Your Own Good. But she couldn't fault Noemi for it anymore than she could fault her for the awkwardness in the conversation.

"I'm sorry," Stormy said as she picked up the spoon and began to try the soup, as that too seemed the right thing to say.

- - -
9:24 pm - somewhere outside

"It's a little more dangerous out at night," she agreed. "But you're never really out of danger here." Was it a joke? Was it serious? She could give Luna Lovegood a run for her money as far as looking delicately spacey.

"If you're not used to your weapon yet, that's okay. We could do a spar tomorrow or something, then I could show you around."

- - -

4:20 am - common room

Unfortunately for him, Stormy was a light sleeper, even when exhausted; call it the nerves of someone used to getting alarms or texts at random points in the day for missions. She was already semi-awake by the time a blanket was laid on top of her, one eye blinking blearily up at the thoughtful man.

Slowly she pulled herself up, the left side of her face imprinted with the corner of the book she'd fallen asleep on. "What time is it?" Stormy asked as she absently rubbed it.

- - -

4:49 PM - training field

"Oh." Maybe now she should leave-- "I know someone who has a trident too, if you need pointers." It could have been a pun if the hunter hadn't looked mildly intimidated while saying it.