Angelina Castropola (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=152577.msg7062968#msg7062968) sat at her window, the sun setting and the moon taking its place. The eldest shade slept very little when she was allowed to be awake. She had already spent far too much time sleeping in her many years. Her hand came up and touched the glass of her window. The thin layer all that separated her from the outdoors. Angel had lost track of time sitting at the window. Then again time didn't really matter after you've lived for so long.<br/><br/>Pushing from her seat at the window she silently walked to her wardrobe. Neither the council nor the princess hadn't given her any tasks for the day. The youngest shade Kyle had been set to watch over the princess today. Angel still watched the young blood, he had been trained by her own student. That in the least gave him more credit and trust then she would normally have given him. But without an assignment Angel would spend the day as she always did. Training, studying, and a private moment for herself later on. She would also check on Kyle and the princess, perhaps see to talking with them a bit.<br/><br/>Stepping into large closet she let the simple night gown she wore slip from her shoulders and to the floor. The cool air on her skin would bother anyone else, but it didn't bother her at all. Granted her body still responded to the feeling of cold or hot. Goosebumps trailed down her skin, her nipples grew hard. But at the moment it was simply a physical response she ignored. Dressings quickly in lose fitting white cotton pants, and a white t-shirt. A pair of slipper shoes and as always her hair pulled up finished the look. Most days Angel dressed for comfort and maneuverability. But she also kept her body covered, her older views always filtered through her style and actions. The idea that a woman should have some mystery, and not expose every inch of herself she could.  It was possibly a tad out of touch with modern times. But she didn't care; she wasn't one to simply dress to impress. Though there were times that she had needed to dress the part. And as the saying went now a day, she cleaned up rather beautifully.<br/><br/>Once dressed she headed downstairs to where she normally practiced and trained. The larger room had been set up for the training of the Shades. They were required to keep their talents and abilities at peak level at all times. Her steps through the house made no sound, then again they normally never did. As she entered the training area Angel first started the sound system. One of the few things of this modern day she was actually very interested in. Even if it took a bit of time to explain how it worked to her. Her  growing Playlist (http://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLAZRftatvzEh47oRvW7nY2ktOq74Amcxl) came on and started to play, the sound filled the room.<br/><br/>Walking to the center of the room she began slowly, stretching her well tone body. When the music started to speed up so did she. Her movements smooth, precise, elegant, it was almost as if she were dancing. And if it weren't for a few clear movements meant to harm one may think that was what she was doing. She utilized the whole room, in her mind battles long past played over and over again. Inside the house Angel controlled her abilities, if she hadn't the house more than likely wouldn't fare very well. But she still pushed herself a bit, actually enjoying the way her body felt after a long work out. As the music shifted and changed tempo so did she. Her body seemingly adapting to change as if it were second nature. Her senses still out and open for anyone that would come upon her. She never minded the company; Angel just never went out of her way to find it. Old habits die hard after all.<br/><br/><br/>