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[b][u]Time:[/u][/b] Morning → Early Afternoon
[b][u]Location:[/u][/b] Her room → The halls → The field by the lake
[b][u]Interacting With:[/u][/b] Persy[/center]

Kiara blinked her mascara-coated eyelashes a few times in the mirror of her vanity. The hand carved and beautifully ornate cherry wood piece was brought in from her personal suite in the Unseelie Castle. It used to be her mother's, and the mirror itself was magically linked to several others throughout the Unseelie Queendom, including the one in her father’s room. She hardly talked to anyone using it these days, but it was nice to have in case she needed to. Faeries didn’t really use cellphones and the like.

Once she deemed her dark and romantic makeup design complete, she sat back to give her look a once-over. The smokey eye and cat-like winged liner was probably a poor choice, as she planned on training all morning and then later cooling off in the lake, but she looked damn good for the time being. At least her hair was more appropriately styled in a messy bun. She wore a top that covered the bare minimum for school policy and a pair of shorts that she could easily work out and swim in without having to change in between.

By this time, Persephone was flitting about and excitedly pulling at Kiara’s hair to get her moving. [color=red]”Okay, okay! I’m going!”[/color] the faerie girl said just as the bat darted off into the halls. Kiki jumped out of her chair and sprinted after the bat, tearing through the halls in a fit of giggles. She bumped into a few people and blurted out quick apologies as she kept on running.

Chasing Persy lead her out to the courtyard and lavish gardens that the Academy kept. In this vast outdoor space, Kiara lost all hope in tracking down the bat. Instead, she went on with her plans to train by the lake. Professor Bertram had taught her a lot about controlling her magicks last semester, and Kiara still had some personal goals to reach during this break. She wasn’t just a student here, she had a warrior’s heart that yearned to fight by her father’s side… to make him proud. She had a long way to go still.

The unseelie faerie spent the next few hours diligently levitating rocks, moving them in varying directions and speeds at will, and hitting targets. Sweat plastered her spray of fiery red bangs to her forehead as she breathed heavily. Deciding that she’d had enough magick practice for the morning, she untied her cherry-colored locks and shook them free. Kiara then took a running start before jumping up and plunging her petite frame into the refreshing lake water.