<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c3/A4nLJFspAiEF.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Janie-Lynn Dough (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=200335.msg9981657#msg9981657)<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>Mist<br/><strong>Dorm Assignment:</strong>Third Floor<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Fitness Center (Swimming Pool)<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 3rd - 6:05 am<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>black one piece bathing suit, over-sized t-shirt, and bright pink flip flops (towel hanging over her shoulder, her hair up in a high ponytail<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Stephen Strange, Open<br/><hr/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Janie-Lynn had started the day off invisible! Her long lashes fluttered open, at first expecting to see her bedroom back in Cottonwood Falls. The surroundings were unfamiliar to her, but she knew that would no doubt change over times. Her first night had been a rocky one. She had spent most of the night tossing and turning, trying to get used to the sounds of the night. She missed the crickets, and the barn owl that hooted each night. Thinking of the small things caused her to give way to the emotions Janie-Lynn had been keeping at bay all day long. One tear gave way to another, and soon she was quietly sobbing into her pillow. She knew she was where she needed to be, only Janie wished that it didn’t have to be so far away from home. <br/><br/>Rubbing her eyes, still red and sore from crying most of the night, Janie-Lynn stretched, enjoying the sudden flow of energy through her body. Her toes pointed and her arms held high over her head, stretching out her spine, then relaxing back into the soft mattress. She kicked off of her blankets and shifted, rolling out of bed in one smooth, elegant movement. She padded over towards the dresser, preparing to gather her toiletries and head to the bathroom. Only the reflection in the mirror had her frozen in her tracks. Groaning she stared at the mirror in horror. There before her was a floating nightie. She had done it again! <strong>”Holy crap on a cracker!”</strong> whispered Janie. <strong>”Calm… gotta stay calm”</strong> she repeated as the nightie began floating back and forth in her bedroom.  Janie-Lynn was pacing. <br/><br/>One good thing came of that morning’s invisible episode. No matter how homesick she became, Janie was determined to see her lessons through! She needed to learn how to control her newfound gifts, or end up cursed. First thing first! She had to settle her emotions, it was the only way she knew how to return to “normal”, or at least appear to be normal. Moving back to the bed, Janie settled herself in the middle of the small bed, sitting criss-crossed, with her hands resting lightly upon her knees. She closed her eyes and took in deep settling breaths. Meditation had done the trick when she had first discovered her abilities, and so Janie-Lynn emptied her mind of all worries and fears. Slowly her natural tone returned, leaving her feeling strangely renewed. Maybe it was the mediation that placed her in a new state of mind, she wasn’t sure. But whatever it was, it helped. She was back!<br/><br/>Glancing at the clock Janie noted the time at shortly after five in the morning. There was no reason to go back to bed. Back home she would have been up, and heading out to feed the animals and finish off her morning chores before being called in for breakfast. Her mother wouldn’t be standing at the old farm stove with a stack of pancakes that seemed to reach towards the ceiling, nor were their chickens to feed, but that didn’t mean Janie had to sleep away the day!  <br/><br/>She remembered mention of a pool in the information she was given about the school and decided that some morning exercise was just the thing! It didn’t take more than forty minutes to shower and dress in her black one piece bathing suit. She grabbed an oversized t-shirt and slipped into a pair of bright pink. The last action taken before leaving her dorm was to grab a towel, just incase there weren’t towels offered at the pool. There was a chance that the towel was not needed, but Janie believed in being prepared, even if that meant being overly so. <br/><br/>The walk from the dorms to the pool was mostly uneventful, unless you counted the numerous stops near the campus information signs depicting the map with the school and the grounds. “You Are Here” were her favorite words whenever she was lost, which was often.  Back home there was one main street with all the stores, movie theatre and the three coffee shop/restaurants the town offered lining either side of the street. Janie didn’t go into town that much, but when did, and if she had gotten lost, she would simply keep walking until she came across the shop she had been wanting.  <br/><br/>At last she found her way to the pool. She hadn’t expected to see anyone up, but there were a few students taking advantage of the early hours to exercise. In fact there was one such student that had just performed an impressive cannibal into the pool as Janie passed over the threshold and into the pool room after signing in at the reception desk, and declining the need for a locker. She made mental note to remember the lockers next time so she wouldn’t have to walk from the pool to her dorms in a wet bathing suit and a shirt. <br/><br/>Normally Janie wasn’t the shy type, but she was still feeling a bit out of sorts from the flight the day before. She moved towards an used bench seat and placed her towel over the surface before slipping her shirt over her head, causing her ponytail to swing wildly, sweeping over her back, kissing each shoulder with a flick of the rich auburn silk. She kicked off her flip flops and turned on the balls of her feet to assess the room. Four lanes were marked off for laps, while six remained open for a more relaxed morning swim.  Janie placed a smile upon her face and  hoped her eyes weren’t too puffy from a night of tears, and headed towards the fourth track. <br/><br/>She slipped into the water, disappearing beneath the surface of the water before resurfacing and brushing a loose lock from her face. <strong>”Good morning”</strong> greeted Janie with a pleasant and friendly tone. She was feeling a bit nervous. If she didn’t get her mind off her nervousness she would end up falling into invisibility again. Exercise! That would help! The repetitive, and easy pace, cutting through the water with strong, elegant strokes would help ease her mind and keep her focused.  </div>