Torok had worked quietly while cleaning up the training area. It was no problem for him to remove the moss and vines that had creeped up and around the area, making piles of dead leaves in the corners. After the area was cleaned it was already late or early he wasn’t entirely sure. The nighttime air was cool with stars that dotted the dark sky. He was well aware he was supposed to be in his cabin but even if he was he would likely just keep his cabin mate up but whoever was pulling the night shift security didn’t bother him, so he figured it was OK as long as he stayed in the area.

The boy spent the remaining night hours meditating and concentrating on different tasks. Whether those tasks were levitating small stones around him like planets orbiting a star, to continually shaping small stones into different shapes like clay. He started with the stones orbiting him, one at a time going at different speeds some smaller ones orbited the larger ones like moons. Until after about 10 stones their orbits would begin to shake and falter eventually falling to the ground. Once one would fall the others would follow, Victor would always try in frustration to keep them all aloft but once one fell he could no longer keep good concentration.

He knew his emotions influenced his abilities, but he was not willing to try, the last thing he wanted was to put everyone in danger because he couldn’t control them. He had a feeling he was stifling his ability to learn by not expressing them, but he refused to take the chance. Besides, it didn’t matter how the others viewed him, he still believed he was a monster. The warm glow of the rising sun blanketed his form and with a sigh he stood. He guessed it was time for breakfast and his roommate would be getting woken up soon with everyone else. So without a second thought of whether it would bother the other lad Victor went back to the cabin changed his shirt and left for the mess hall. Being sure to pick up the sapphire necklace from the window sill he wasn’t very quiet while rummaging through his things and closing the door behind him.

Breakfast and the hike went by fast, he did lose his hiking buddy early on. The girl seemed far too interested in the flowers and insects around her to the point she seemed to be only worried about them. “[color=39b54a][i]Must be something to do with her ability[/i][/color]” the boy thought to himself as he wandered off into the thick brush. But alas, the bell was rung and whistles were blown indicating the end to the hike and the beginning of classes. At least he was put in the same class with one of the better teachers.

The boy had entered the class room and found his seat opposite from Lilac. He shifted slightly in his seat his pants and white shirt already held dried dirt and dust. His skin, although tan, still looked dirty, but he still smelled like jasmine from the flowers he wore yesterday. He was hoping to be able to get outside to continue practicing his ability’s and if Lilac asked assist her or the others with lessons. He was just a bit uncomfortable indoors, the floor felt unwelcoming under his bare feet, and he never truly felt at peace, he seemed to feel more distracted than anything really.

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