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Unexpectedly, Alayna had spent her break trying to be a lot more courageous than usual. She'd taken the time to get to know both of her roommates, beyond just knowing their first names (or, in Maggie's case, finally knowing what they looked like). And while she is still pretty much her anxious self, her daily goal has always been to improve on yesterday, her progress resulting in two new friendships with girls she knew she could trust.

Yet, while her social situation had slightly changed, the witch still kept up her usual morning walks and can be found presently replenishing her stomach with a light snack under a tree near the main house. From her position, she can see the house and its grounds, some of her fellow witches roaming about or sitting on the front porch chatting and drinking the tea served that morning. Alayna herself had been tempted to linger in the main house, but the sun outside had seemed too good an opportunity for her to remain inside.  Not even the tiredness she'd felt this morning because of the previous night's camp sesh could keep her in, although she is no late sleeper.

As if taunting her, a yawn escapes from the corner of her mouth, making the girl wince. Her walk had given her, at least, the energy to shower and [url=https://64.media.tumblr.com/8c4a71c17b55f054348a9318c6011636/58e727f949eacac5-ef/s400x600/81de68eaa7cb6e8c6f12d9e12e7eafc69f65f76b.png]dress[/url], her hair done up in its usual bun and her shoes a pair of simple black flats. But the rest of the day she can already tell is bound to feel like a day-long vigil. Oh why, oh why did she not simply ask to go in early? [color=ed1c24][i]Because that would be strange obviously. We're trying to make ourselves appear less strange to others, remember,[/i][/color] her mind reminds her. She may have developed a good relationship with her roommates, but with the rest of her peers, a lack existed. Still, that could always be changed with a good push, no?
"[color=ed1c24]Right then[/color]," she accidentally says aloud in response to this thought, surprising the elder that had approached her without being heard.

"[color=ed1c24]Oh...I'm sorry,[/color]" Alayna mumbles, her cheeks heating, "[color=ed1c24]I'm guessing I'm needed somewhere, huh?[/color]" And needed she had been, her face filled with excitement once she'd made it to the meeting place and heard the assignment being read out to her. Vampires, for a fire user such as herself, should surely be a piece of cake. Or, at least, that's what she'd thought at first. But, upon further reflection of Sister Deborah's warning, fear leaks into her veins and she's rendered into speechlessness as Calypso provides the details given in her team's folder.

It is only when in the privacy of her room that Alayna allows her hands to tremble and a few tears to fall, ones that she quickly wipes away to avoid any evidence of her state of doubt. All that she can think, as she stuffs a small bag with necessities for the trip, is that this may be too soon and things were bound to go wrong in some way.

The young witch could feel it in her bones.