[indent][u][b]January 27th, 12:40 AM
Outside Asterion Dormitory[/b][/u][/indent]

[color=orchid]"No, not really. It's kind of difficult to sleep again, after so long,"[/color] said Karen, pushing herself off the wall of her dorm. Taking a few steps towards Malcolm, she immediately noticed that his muscles--particular in his arms--were taut against his skin. He had been working out, and rather intensely at that.

...The gym bag and track suit he was wearing also tipped her off.

Like with everything else, it had been some eight months since she had been to a gym or worked out. As her human body had been more or less in stasis, she could still be considered "in-shape". Unfortunately, her muscle memory hadn't benefited from this magical protection. It wasn't just exercise and combat her body had forgotten, either. Every movement on her part took effort. Everything she did felt weighted and unnatural compared to when she was Lady Arcana.

[color=orchid]"Seems you're still enthusiastic about your training,"[/color] said Karen finally, smirking. [color=orchid]"And here I thought we were here to get [i]away[/i] from all of that."[/color]

Then again, maybe the duties and responsibilities he was leaving behind were weighing on his mind as heavily as her own were right now.