Angel Dovegreen
"I want to hold on to all of the people I lost, I want to keep them with me. we will never part."
I walked around the ground of the institute. Normally I'd be up training in the Training room, but today I just couldn't do it. Being inside was starting to bug me, get under my skin. So I did what I could come up with and walked around the perimeter, just for a little bit. After a while I looked out, wind blowing my bangs into my face, seeing the streets beyond the gates. cars rushed by, people walked and chatted, oblivious to the fact that I, or the institute, were even there. It was.....serene and sad somehow but I had learned not to dwell on it too much. I turned and headed back into the institute, fixing my hair so it was out of my face, before heading into my room and changing into gear to train.
Alois Foxgrove
"The world might end, The night might fall. Rain on down and cover us all, And drown us with the burdens of our sins."
I was dressed in gear, swinging from the rafter and training in the training room. I had gotten up early, earlier than I had wanted to, but the inability to sleep prevented me from doing much else. I was sweaty, tired, and on an adrenaline kick that made you question if I was safe to be around. knives were stuck in the center of a target and stabbed through the makeshift dummies. I flipped over the rafters and landed a kick to one of the dummies before landing, turning around as the door opened. Of course I had made enough noise to wake enough people up, and to make people question if there was a boxing match or a sneak attack.














