[color=33E3FF]Emilie[/color]

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A faint footstep was heard across the hall as a well-dress girl steps forth towards the training room with her trusty thin blade sheathed by her side. She enters the room with a stern look on her face, hands behind back while scanning the place with only her eyes moving. Emilie raised a brow as she notices this one girl who has been training excessively in the room like there's no tomorrow. 

"So this must be the training room," she thought to herself, stating the obvious. Emilie start to wander around, inspecting the area until She notice she was a few feet away from the girl.

"Oh, Forgive me if I'm interrupting your routine. please do continue." The highborn girl said and continues to observe this new environment, feeling the surface of every weights, gently touching them with her leather gloves. 

"Excuse me," Emilie turns her attention to the girl. "but where are the trainers around here? I'm a bit new in this academy and i wish to be trained by a proper tutor in regards of swordfighting." Emilie asked with a bit posh accent escaping through her voice.