[color=fff200][h3]Alaira Taenn[/h3][/color] 
Alaira simply sighed as she watched the displays with no small amount of boredom. There was a fight, but she just couldn't be bothered to get invested. She didn't like combat shapeshifting, especially since she knew that the raw power you'd get from turning into a big-ass lizard or something was not worth what you lost from a mortal body. Not only did you lose obvious things like hands, but a lot of people didn't seem to realize just how enduring even a human's body was; animals could run faster, but a trained human could run for far, far longer, not to mention the mortal body's resistance to toxins, or the sheer longevity of one. On the other end, she felt that taking such pride in being something else wasn't healthy. Not appreciating the body you were given. She was unaware of the teacher's less than beautiful true form, so the irony was lost on her.

She shook her head, she had to leave. She didn't even have anyone to talk to here. She took a moment to look around... She remembered seeing Lyn with the albino boy, but he didn't seem to have her around... Perhaps she'd been delivered to her mother? She rose and stretched, snatching up her spear and affixing it to her back as she left the dining hall, nodding to one of the guards on the way out. She made her way towards Mar's room, idly gathering a small amount of electricity in one hand before tossing it to the other and back again to amuse herself. She dismissed it when she reached the door, clearing her throat and giving it a hearty knock. [color=fff200][b]"Oy, Mar! You in there? Open up!"[/b][/color] She called.