Classes went about as well as she’d expected…the twins ‘double talk’ still grating on her nerves, but Silvi resigned herself to just having to get used to it, though it made paying attention to their talks a bit trying. The only thing of real note during the first week was the arrival of a new teacher, a biologist specializing in Grimm of all things.

As Professor Dawn went on about fossilized Grimm, Silvi opened her mouth in a yawn that threatened to pop the top of her head off; the bed she’d been provided with seemed to be both completely bagged out and yet rock hard at the same time. She’d been more than a little tempted to try and convince Berun to bring her bed from home…but that smacked a bit too much of [i]spoilt rich girl[/i]. [i]Next time I talk to my folks I’ll see if they can make a donation to buy to better beds…I doubt Mika’s or Aiden’s is any better.[/i]

Tired, sore and a tad bored, she hadn’t really been listening to what the new prof had been talking about. Stretching in her seat, she rocked back slightly and put her feet up on her desk with a soft ‘clunk’ from her boots. “What does it…” She yawned once more. “What does it matter what old Grimm were like? All a huntress needs to know is how best to kill a current one quickly…” She added.