<hr/><div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/31/84/bb/3184bbdd8d9857152b334b835a49d680.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Rahne Sinclaire<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Forest Outskirts<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Sunday, Sept. 3, 2017: Midnight<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Betsy Braddock | Psylocke (CLOSED)<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Rahne is spending a night outside, thinking, trying to figure things out.<br/><hr/><br/>It was a cool night. And quiet. There was little other to hear than the wind going through the trees. A cricket every now and then chirped, but that time of year it was starting to get too cold for them to be out and around. Fall was in the air, and winter would come soon enough. It wasn't comparable to what she had been used to in Scotland, but, the chill in the air was enough that she had thrown on a slightly heavier sweater that night. A light jacket would probably have been good for her as well, but, Rahne wasn't thinking overmuch about her own well-being in that moment.<br/><br/>She was still feeling numb from the day before. A series of awful events had chipped away at the progress she had made at the school in her previous year there. Getting one of her few friends in trouble, being ridiculed and mocked, forced to wear a collar and muzzle briefly...Despite having told Kitty that she was fine, after the girl had helped her out of those, she wasn't. And knowing Laura had gotten into trouble with Bishop because of her...<br/><br/>Well, that was why she was wandering out at night.<br/><br/>Rahne was ashamed in herself for getting her friend involved in her own troubles. Certain that Laura was angry with her, she had been avoiding the other girl. She had left an apology note, of course, and a thank you for what she had tried, but...Well, in her mental state, she was sure that Laura and Netty both were happy to see her out of the room. She wasn't blind to how they looked at each other. And Laura was probably happy she was finally gone, and not cleaning her side of the room all the time. She had planned on maybe curling up in a corner of the lounge or library to rest for the night, but feeling too restless to sleep, she decided to take a walk outside. With the majority of the school sleeping, she doubted she would run into anyone. So with arms wrapped around herself, she rubber her upper arms, setting on a path through the trees that were around campus. It was quiet, it was peaceful...It was just her and her thoughts, as she tried to figure things out.