Grinning, she powered up, becoming Pharos, page charging towards knighthood. There were things she still needed to learn and she still needed to go to Pharos, she was promised Camelot she would and she wanted to go get her ring. She couldn't get into contact with him without it, or at least she didn't think she could.
Pharos skipped merrily along in the darkest, jacket fluttering lightly behind her, breath coming out in little white puffs. It was probably the oddest sight one might see, not only because it was midnight, but because she was a page patrolling for youma. She continued to grin, giggling after moment, before skipping down the street.
Merurulince
Sorry for the wait, here's the start.