It was only a few minutes to the lobby, and soon enough Ross and I arrived at the 2nd floor classroom. Standing, or rather leaning on the wall outside the class was a young looking girl, no more than 15 or 16 years old, dressed in the standard Seed candidate uniform with a few modifications. The neck tie was coloured black, and her top bore the garden logo on the left side. Her skirt also had a black line of fabric running down it. As she saw the two approaching she pushed herself off the wall, turning to face them, a hand on her hip and a slight grin on her face.<br/><br/>"Afternoon candidates. I'm junior instructor Silverwood and I'll be working with you and a few other students during your initial months here at the garden." She smiled and held a hand out to us. I let Ross shake her hand first.