Snippet #1064976

Helsety yawned, groaning as she sat forth in her bed. Today was the start of her last year. She had been told time and time again to cherish this year - make it her best. At which, she could only shrug. She enjoyed school to some extent... but it wasn't fantastically marvalous, or something overzealous like that. She liked getting to socialize with her fellow students, and she got along fairly well with most teachers at the establishment. Alas, she would throw the covers from her form, stepping out of the bed. She quickly changed out of her night clothing, and into her typical jumpsuit. A trip to the bathroom to fix her hair was next.

After preparing herself, she strolled out of her dorm, her arms hanging relaxed at her sides. She scratched her head with her robotic arm, trying to remember her schedule.... Having recalled the order, she began to jog towards the educational buildings. Her hand to hand classes were first, followed by Alteration. Luckly, that was all she had to finish. However, she always had dreamt herself wielding something like a war maul...So she'd attend that class third. After that was yet another hand to hand class, that she also attended. They didn't really mind her dropping in, and the hand to hand teacher was rather keen to her anyway.

She finally would reach her classroom, to find it empty. It usually was. She was about 20 minutes early. She would spend this time practicing with herself. She always thought herself an expert in fist fighting, though she rarely would get into a fight unless she was attacked first.