[center][b]*Morella Cinder*[/b]

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Morella nodded to Tarkus, saying, "No problem at all," listening as he went on. His thought trailed off as he looked down the Avenue. Morella looked in the same direction, eyebrow barely raising as she spotted the figure at the base of the pillars. She sighed, saying, "He's probably just doing it for attention. I think I remember him from some of the school competitions, from that small one...Marston? Mason? Western part of Vale, I think. It's probably best to just ignore him." Tightening her grip, she led the duo off the docks, saying, "If you can stand one more night with that thing, we can set up my holo-bench tomorrow, after the First Test," she said it with complete certainty, having little doubt either of them would have problems.

As they made their way, Morella spotted a student carrying a large rucksack. For some reason, she felt on edge when she saw him. Oddly enough, it was how most people felt around her, a usually an intimidating or serious presence. He didn't turn around, and Morella wasn't sure if she recognized him, but there was something about him that was [i]definitely[/i] something to keep an eye out for. Maybe it was the way he walked, distant even in a crowd, or that it seemed the distance was purposeful. Either way, Morella felt a commonality between them, and that wasn't necessarily a good thing. She let it go for now, though, looking back to Tarkus and their walk.