AutumnDance123

Daiki walked in a notably lackluster fashion that morning toward one of the local diners, a fair juxtaposition from the normal bounce she had in her movement almost any other day. Her stomach was being particularly indignant when she woke up, and she simply didn't have the energy to make her own food for lunch. ...That's right, lunch. Not breakfast. She had slept in harder than she had in a looong time, but... she wasn't really sure why. What time had she gone to sleep last night? Ten? Yet she had still woken up at noon, which was like... fourteen hours of sleep, and she didn't even feel well-rested. In fact, it felt as though she hadn't sle

Margaret was training at the base instead of the gym, today. She couldn’t get any time alone at the house, and she couldn’t just whip out a magi outfit at the gym, so she was at the base. She didn’t especially want to be there after the meeting, but she had to train with her sword, not just building muscle at the gym or fencing. As she transformed into her outfit with a flourish, she couldn’t help but notice it was different, now. Maybe it was the cutting off her hair, or maybe it was the loss of two close friends in one short month but... it was different. Her jacket color was darker, now, and her pants were, too. It