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Although Illiana was a third year, it never stopped her from viewing in on the second and first year training class. She sat in a tree, overlooking the rather large window into the classroom. She had seen this class several times, she enjoyed watching the exercise. To make sure her time did not feel wasted, she did a few exercises on the ground moving rocks and such. It put her mind at ease to keep herself training, even in such a small way.

In the window, Mrs. Penn had begun her lesson. She had always had a decent relationship with Mrs. Penn, she wasn't a friend or anything, she was a teacher. However, she was the closest teacher to Illiana. This didn't mean much, though, considering that she wasn't much close to anyone. Illiana sighed as she watched the class go, they looked restless, she wasn't quite sure why. Then again, it was their first day and Mrs. Penn's eye always seemed to be an unsettling factor for newbies. Just then, a red head ran into the class, late. Snickering, she wondered how severely Mrs. Penn would react to this tardiness. She found this "people watching" or so have it the closest thing she had to social contact. It seemed to be the closest thing she wanted to social contact.