Marrock chuckled a little when she commented on his rather lean physique, "Well, you've yet to see me with my shirt off," He teased, tugging slightly at his leather jacket, "Besides, big brawn almost always leads to little brains and that would hardly be helpful."

He nodded his head when she requested that he escort her to the cafeteria, "Anything for the Lady Lakshme," He said as he held out his elbow for her to hang onto before guiding her to the cafeteria.

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The Next Day
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Clem had woken early and bundled herself up in a scarf and sweater. That was yet another reason that she hated the Academy, it got so bloody cold. Clem was small and frail and her blood evaporated from her veins, she couldn't handle the cold! Well, she could but she most certainly didn't like it. She looked around her room for her boots before grabbing them and sitting on her bed and pulling them on. Her room was a single bedroom which she had been getting for the last few years after she gave one girl continuous nightmares, prevented another girl from sleeping, and a third tormented her. Of course, none but the latter were intentional. However, it was in those three years that the bullying reached an all time high that still sees little decline. With her boots on, her bag draped over her shoulder, and ready to combat the cold early evening weather, she ventured out of her room and into the night. 

Clementine liked walking around in the early evening because not many people were out yet. The sun was just starting to set but the last rays lit up the school in a pretty beautiful way. As shitty as the school was, she did have to admit that it could be rather gorgeous. Not to mention, there was a lot to look forward to today... Like no fight classes... beyond defensive that is. 

She walked slowly to the back of the school to a pond that she liked to visit. Most people around the campus forgot about it. They preferred to stick around the school rather than venturing out to the ward's edges. Not to mention, there had been a few instances now where a Strigoi had either gotten through the Ward or nearly managed to kill students that wandered to close. Needless to say, everyone was a little wary of the ward. Clementine wasn't as much, she was more scared of and for the Moroi and Dhampirs than she was of the possibility of Strigoi. 

Besides, this pond, when the dying sunlight hit it just right, was one of the most beautiful places in the school. She walked to a bench that sat need the water's edge and pulled out a book and paints. She stared at the landscape in front of her and she looked down to the empty page before her as she ran a paint brush along it.