[[Please forgive me, for not using small type. It tends to make my eyes strain, a bit.]]<br/><br/>Kendra Mairin, a young student of nineteen, would walk slowly and near silently down the halls of the school she was to be studying in for the time being. She felt just as her silken locks and her hues would dictate; Aptly blue. After all, the youthful female was a bit out of her element being in a school-setting as opposed to her usual home-bound sanctuary. That of which she trained herself, learning to bend and wield water and ice to her every advantage. Sure, it wasn't the strongest of the gifts that she could have received at birth, but it was something.<i>"Where is everyone..."</i>She would think to herself, gracing her gentle fingertips across the walls as she began to pass classrooms.