▸▸ [ @failnaughtt ( dimitri ) || plotted starter ]
─「银月」─ the DAWN was barely breaking when the rover arrived at the training ground. empty and not entirely visible, just the way she preferred it to be for her morning routine. some people at the monastery wake up early for their own training, though from a few days of observation, most of them do not come here until light breaks upon the horizon.
the golden energy began to glow from the MARK upon the back of her right hand. yínyuè didn't use the training blade, instead drawing a unique, intricate sword out of thin air before allowing her body to move in ways it had known with or without conscious memory. she never trained in front of others, at least not fully. she had sparred with a few knights prior to being enrolled here, but the full extent of her strength was reserved for the battlefield. the ACADEMY setting was both unfamiliar and slightly nostalgic all at the same time. to put her here ... of all places ... —
her sharp blade pierced the morning air, her body spun out of reflex at the lightest sound of footsteps. her breath halted, then gold met BRILLIANT BLUE.
" your highness. " she bowed her head, surprise coloring her expression only briefly. anyone would've missed it if they didn't pay enough attention, but he always did, did he not ? he's early. earlier than usual. " do you need the training ground ? "