<div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Monday, January 13th - 1:25pm</strong></span><br/><em>Baseball Field in the back of the Cathedral</em></div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3b/Vedaa_Arsenal.png)</div><strong>WHO:</strong>Antigone Ray Shanae Ellington (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316749.msg15306250#msg15306250)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>A thin white cotton tunic over a bikini, knee socks, with greaves. Armored in Steel and Gold, black skirt and calf-high flex-steel war boots<br/><strong>DOING:</strong>Attending a 'Special Class' Whatever that is.<br/><strong>NOTE:</strong><br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Open, Gia<br/><hr/><br/>Attending this class was optional, Antigone was intrigued with few reservations. Having gathered her armor like a parade, she strolled out to the practice field, strapping and buckling each piece as she moved. A canvas bag with a blanket, a The heat was impressive, another sultry day, she couldn't wait for the next scheduled refill of the reservoir. She intended to sit out there beside it and enjoy the moisture, unless they would let her swim in it. That was a thought. She would have to ask.<br/><br/>"Oh, Gia, heyla," she tried to be interested in others, to mix. She did not do it well. Her wave was forced, her smile quickly hidden by the helm as she adjusts the strap beneath her breasts and loses eye contact. "She needed to continue. Gia would need something to work with for conversation to exist. Hmmm, "So, enjoying the heat?" She set her bag down near the flexibility exhibition, a steel canteen lifted and drifted down into the bag's shadow. Antigone, drew forth the blanket, she had thought to work some thin metal threads through the blanket, something to manipulate. She hadn't thought it through yet, though the designs were building. "How do you do today?" She meant to ask, how Gia feels she performs in today's task.<br/><br/>