She never would have come by if Tal hadn't asked it of her. She had no good memories of the Academy, once run by the Tyrant, but her little brother had said how important it was to his friend Hotaru, and Mallory couldn't help but be a little curious about this place that had the usually saturnine Tal so invested.
And frustrated, with how little he could do to help. Poor, magicless Tal, who stubbornly refused to Attune... Mal sighed and shook her dark head, then noticed that the door was ajar. Well, surely a small peek wouldn't hurt? She pushed the door open the rest of the way and stepped into the training grounds, adjusting her glasses as she did so.
Why, the place looked practically open already! "Hello?" the slender, delicate-boned woman with the gray eyes and black braid called. "Is anyone here?"
And frustrated, with how little he could do to help. Poor, magicless Tal, who stubbornly refused to Attune... Mal sighed and shook her dark head, then noticed that the door was ajar. Well, surely a small peek wouldn't hurt? She pushed the door open the rest of the way and stepped into the training grounds, adjusting her glasses as she did so.
Why, the place looked practically open already! "Hello?" the slender, delicate-boned woman with the gray eyes and black braid called. "Is anyone here?"
