[color=6ecff6][center][h1]Eira Winters | Antartica[/h1][/center][/color][hr][center][@LuckyBlackCat][@TenmaTendo][hr][/center]
Eira had spent the last bit of her weekend doing absolutely nothing, which is admittedly what she did most weekends. She'd done her best to stop thinking about the support company incident, partially because she didn't want to feel bad, but mostly because she didn't care enough to mope about it. As far as she knew, nothing particularly devastating had happened as a result, other than injuries, but those would heal. Maybe she'd be proven wrong, eventually, but it was done with and it was time to move on and improve. God, that sounded cheesy.

Nevertheless, Eira came into school on Monday the same as she always was. Physical training was cancelled, due to a meeting Hayes had, which Eira wasn't too pleased with, along with the implications that something bad had or would happen, which was also pretty awful. A lot of the students who had been off the day of the incident were in on that day, and none of them seemed to be particularly positive about the whole situation either. It was quite ironic, that the one student who was always in a bad mood would be the one who was the least bothered about what happened. Or maybe she wasn't bothered to be angry at this particular thing.

She went through classes as she usually did as well, though the atmosphere in them was considerably dampened. Hell, even Renard, poster boy for positivity and shitty puns was acting pretty out of it. Despite him probably being her biggest annoyance and her constant wishing he would [i]shut up[/i], she couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed by the drastic change in attitude. It felt wrong.

The first half of the afternoon was free, so Eira had planned to 'study', by which she meant sit down on her own and stare holes into a textbook. Instead, she ended up going to the gym, she wasn't in a very studying mood after all. Kerianne and Breeze were in there, the former laying down. She hadn't been there for that, but she did hear a bit of what Breeze said.

[color=6ecff6]"Yeah, it's fucking [i]awful[/i]. One bad thing happens and all of a sudden it's the end of the world,"[/color] she said, opting to ignore her Saturday morning that had largely consisted of feeling like shit. [color=6ecff6]"Christ. It's as if someone's died."[/color] Maybe that wasn't the most appropriate thing to say, but it was too late to take it back.