I am NOT over 30

[Guest]

Kal woke up in a much better mood than he had been last night. The fight with a certain annoying amazon was weighing on his mind. She had mentioned that he had no idea what her situation was. Well - maybe he should investigate further. He flopped out of bed, stretched, and pulled on a loose tunic, belt, and tied his headband, fluffing his hair - almost as vain as his sister. He turned around and absentmindedly noticed a hanging on the wall - a novel little invention that he had found on a trip in the mortal realm that kept track of the date.

Oh.

It was THAT day again. If there was one thing Kal hated, it was excess attention. It made him feel, uncomfortable... He'd had enough of that with his moth-- He just didn't like it. Grabbing his travel bag, he slunk quietly down the steps of the mentor's quarters, hoping to escape before anyone could realize he was here, or even worse, plan some sort of party....

[Guest]

Anastasia had been up for a while aimlessly walking about the Athenaeum putting off planning her lessons. Sighing as she entered the mentor's quarters and headed for the stairs that lead to the mentors' rooms.

As she made her way up the stairs, she stared at her feet in a daze and before she knew it Anastasia ran into something or someone.