ATh e a r t
'Well, the academy certainly has everything,' Mia thought to herself as she leapt barefoot across the floor, her image flashing back at her in the mirrors as she went. The mononoke witching had been feeling in a creative mood lately due to the cold, gray days and the rain. As such, she had found the Academy even had a dance studio, which she was currently making use of. She wore a simple pair of short black dance shorts and a black sports bra. Her normal uniform was folded on top of a bag in the corner, and her hair was still in its usual set of pigtails, although tendrils of hair were beginning to escape the elastics. There were no classes at the moment, so Mia was alone in the quiet of the early afternoon, save for the thumps of her own body hitting the floor and the sound of the rain hitting the windows.
The girl stopped after a moment, walking over to the stereo system and fiddling with something. Soon an intense, almost tribal sounding music filled the room. Mia returned to the center of the floor, closing her eyes for a moment, before jerking into motion, making sharp angular movements with her arms and legs, bending them into positions that were both awkward looking and oddly beautiful at the same time. She jerked up straight as a board, then began doing spinning leaps across the floor. The witchling fell into her own world, a little trance of her own, as she felt the music and the movements, and lost herself in the choreography.
