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Yue looked between all the girls and bowed her head. [color=ffe4c4]"If that's all then, I shall... Go train. Ah, I'll come back later today with the rest of my things, and clean up as well."[/color] She would have just done it on the spot, but Yue felt like she had already overstayed her welcome. Turning and leaving the room Yue quickly left the dorms, then Beacon, and headed back to the motel she was staying at. All her things were still there, including her weapon. Part of her felt embarrassed about lugging it around since it didn't exactly fit the image of a refine and dainty maiden. But at the eldest child she was to wield it for the sake of the Schnee family. And for better or for worse, Yue was going to have to master it.

Taking her things and checking out of the motel Yue didn't return back to the dorm despite carrying a considerable amount of luggage. After that outburst from Skyra, Yue figured it would be best to let Skyra be by herself for now. Though there was a bit of conflict as Yue wanted to be there for Skyra if she needed anything, and she seemed like she needed many things. Perhaps a stern talking to, or a hug. But Yue wasn't sure which. For now however, she focused on the task at hand: training. Carefully placing the large metal contain on the ground, Yue unlocked it to reveal her weapon: The Moonlight Greatsword. Even in the day, it's luminescence could be seen. It shine so bright in fact, under direct light it was hard to see directly. Yue was told to use this to her advantage to blind her enemies with the sun's glare, though she still needed to get use to it herself.

Yue had chosen to do some training in an open, but fairly remote garden. It was spacious enough for her to do her maneuvers, but Yue was almost certain no one was going to be here. It was nice, quiet, and pretty. Once she had cleared a space Yue started with some basic, repetitive swings to warm up. The sword was very heavy in her hands, which made sense since it was nearly taller than she was. But as her father told her, the weight of the blade is the weight of her responsibilities. She must learn to burden this weight, to hold it with strength and conviction. And if she should ever lose hold of her blade, her honor and duty, instead of being freed she'll only find herself defenseless.

Yue continued to do these basic swings about twenty times, then switched to a different, but still fairly simple sideways swing. Her feet were firmly planted in her combat stance, meant to hold her position but also allow her to burst forth with great speed. This way she could either stand and protect others or rush to their aid. As she kept swinging her sword, Yue's mind wandererd to her surroundings. She knew a few of the plants off hand, mostly flowers. The ones she remembers best she associates with little fairies that she believes they could turn into. If you treated them nicely, the fairy might show itself and say hello. They could use their leaves to heal wounds, but if they use all of it they'll wilt. If a flower is wilting, that means the fairy has left it and has gone to look for a new home. To make sure that the fairy finds a new home, one should take a wilting flower and let it join with others. From the flower, it's seeds would grow a new, and the fairy not only finds a new home, but hopefully other fairies who'll be it's friends.

Taking a short break Yue was aware that she wanted to be that fairy. Her parents had put her here, in Beacon, just when she felt like their constant watch was starting to drive her mad. Here Yue was going to find others like her and befriend. She'll have a new home here. At least, that's how Yue imagined it. But right now Yue was alone, and there were no fairies among these flowers. Not even a whisper in the wind. [color=ffe4c4]"Now I made myself sad..."[/color]