[b]Kyle - 10:00 AM - Rosaline Hall Entryway[/b]

Kyle stood in the entryway. He was frowning; not an unusual look, but in this case he was frowning at the weather. Winter had a firm grip on the country, which made for any sort of out of doors training nearly impossible. Training indoors was... frowned upon. Ronan's voice cut into Kyle's thoughts, but did not shatter his frown. 

He let the drape fall back in front of the small entryway window and walked away. He didn't need to get anything, he was always prepared for the worst. Kyle entered the 'meeting room'. Curious as to what information Ronan had discovered, hoping it'd be a mission something to get him out of the house that was much too soaked with magic. Kyle shrugged of those memories with ease of practice as he took his accustomed seat, a spot open for Siobhan to his right.

Kyle didn't bother asking any questions just yet. Ronan wouldn't answer them until the rest showed up anyway.