Hearing out what Mikhail was saying, Akasha was pleased to hear he had given up on leaving, and instead offered to be a training partner, a friend even. It would seem that her rather primal way of philosophy had reached him, and his seething anger was replaced by something a bit more hopeful. 

[color=fff79a]“Sure. We friends now. I’m very happy you say so.”[/color] Akasha replied with her trademark cheerful smile.

Still holding onto Nico to support him, it would have seemed the poor guy suffered quite the trauma. Initially, he didn’t seem like he was able to understand what either his friend or Akasha was saying. Until he suddenly blurted out something about speaking English. 

What was English? Some sort of language, a dialect, something everyone could understand? Whatever that was, Nico’s friend quickly explained to him that something happened earlier made everyone understand each other without knowing a common language. Was that caused by the principal’ magic smoke they had all inhaled earlier? If so, then smoking stuff really had magical properties, at least from Akasha’s point of view.

When Nico first asked for his stuff back, Akasha looked around, but she couldn’t see what stuff he meant, until he instead redirected his question to a more personal level. He had asked about her name.

True enough, of all the people she had bumped into today, she didn’t know anyone’s name, nor has anyone asked about her name either. It made her realize just how stupidly straight-forward she was, a real savage girl some would even call her. True enough, amazons don’t really grow up by learning social etiquette. In fact, most names are learned after a sparring session, or learned by others. 

[color=fff79a]“I’m Akasha!”[/color] the young amazon nearly shouted in glee, excited to have someone taking the initiative to know a bit more about her.

Someone new had arrived on the scene, and demanded something about cleaning the mess around here. In the midst of this new arrival, some of the others students were rambling among themselves about the problem being caused by the one that had tested them, and some didn’t care about it.

[color=fff79a]“They’re right. Training chief over there. He makes big explosions. He’s the one making mess and knocking people down.”[/color] Akasha answered by pointing at the fading figure of their instructor leaving the training ground.

[color=fff79a]“Still, got to help those who can’t stand for themselves, right?”[/color] she added with a smile,