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[h1][center][color=crimson]Lorelai De Windt[/color][/center][/h1][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/51fc61ac770a524e9468f174afa94d7f/tumblr_inline_n1xc79Kcic1rb3m8r.png[/img][/center]
How anyone managed to find sleep after their ordeal the previous night was truly beyond Lorelai, the blonde managing to sit straight and look to the front of her class', but very little stuck with her. The longer the day went the harder she winced at the squiggles on boards, her hairs seeming to escape her braid and gain the appearance of unkempt quills, but she had neither the vanity nor the awareness to tidy up. Not that doing so would help given the numerous bruises she had to bury under bandages lest someone think was battered and makes a report to the main office.

Still, they had to show up, and it was time for a class she truly excelled at. Or, she normally would do so in Gym, but a pounding headache and the knowledge that the shards of an honest to god magic sword where in her possession kept her from really getting the Kenjutsu lessons down. As much as she enjoyed going through her drills, taking the time to cement it required so much time she'd lose out on her spear time. And really, she couldn't even do this kata straight without slipping out of form right now.

And Ninjutsu? Subtly, thy name is not De Windt.