♦ 003 ♦ not at a very safe place in the training center

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[ The dreams had become less intense sometime during the week and Guy was actually getting to a point where it didn't bother him anymore. Except for tonight. Tonight, those dreams just had to poke at a sore spot. Marybell. Luke. All those vengeful plans he had had as a young kid with Vandesdelca. In the dreams he had tonight, he'd succeeded and stood over Luke's bloody corpse. That image, with the addition of Mary watching over his "triumph" with pride, had been more disturbing than anything he had seen in the month so far. Upon waking up afterwards, he'd taken his sword and scabbard and then headed to the Training Center to blow off some steam.

And now, he laid under a tree: eyes closed, but alert. After all, he could be attacked any moment. ]

001 Ⓐ lobby

[sharp]

[ Enter the lobby and you'll find yourself a redhead, rubbing the back of her neck as she looks at the directory. What was she doing here? Amy was blaming this on the Doctor; somehow this had to be his fault. One way or another. How else would she end up back in school? Ugh. Wasn't she done with this?

Don't get her wrong. She was all about new planets, but she was promised Rio. Or at least some beachy, Rio-like planet. ]

I won't get marked off too much if I skip my first day, yeah? Probably just give me a warning - since, you know, I'm new and all.

[ She's debating with herself because she really doesn't feel like going anywhere. Especially class. But, she wouldn't mind seeing what other sort of places there were besides classrooms. Just a bit of research in case she wants to play hooky gets lost later. ]

I should get myself sorted first anyway. Hang on. What's a... Quad?