<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172858.msg8204751#msg8204751">Quote from: Caela on 11-05-2013, 04:38:32</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Athena/Kiran</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br/><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Outside the Dorms<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kiran<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Listening to Kiran talk about his life, Athena, was impressed. Not many people could say they had known what they wanted to be doing with their life from such a young age! Much less actually held onto that dream and worked toward it with such obvious determination. It was a trait she admired in a person. Especially because it was also one she shared. She'd been chasing after lost magic, lost cities, since the first time she found an amulet, with writing no one could decipher to this day, at the bottom of one of the reefs near her school. It was one of her most prized possessions and not something she discussed except with those she was especially close to. To learn about it was to know that she truly trusted you.<br/><br/>"Someday you might have to tell me what it's like growing up in just one place. My father's a businessman, don't ask for details, my eyes glaze over if he talks about them too long, and we moved all over when I was a kid. So much so that I actually got letters from four different schools because no one was really certain <em>where</em> I belonged!" she added with a soft laugh and shake of her head. <br/><br/>"London must mean you went to Hogwarts, the most famous school in the, recent, history of the Wizarding World; that could be interesting, but it could also be a lot of pressure, more on the Staff I would think, but pressure all the same. Did you enjoy it?" she asked, genuine curiosity in her voice, Hogwarts was one of the schools she'd gotten a letter from and that her parents had rejected, it made her curious about what she might have missed there, though she doubted anyone could have been happier with their school than she was!<br/> <br/></div></div></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Athena/Kiran</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div align="center">(http://imageshack.us/a/img96/3453/henrycavillupstreetmaga.jpg)<br/><strong>&gt;«¤~ Kiran Reed ~¤»&lt;</strong><br/>Ø Athena<br/>Ø Castle Grounds, just outside the Dorms<br/></div><br/><strong>"Hey, at least that meant you could pick whichever looked the most appealing. For us Brits it's usually Hogwarts or bust,"</strong> he chirped cheerfully in response when she told him about having recieved multiple letters. It did sound pretty great to have so many options so early on, but, on the other hand, it did put the pressure of picking the right one for you on your shoulders. That wasn't really something an eleven year old needed to worry about, he thought.<br/><br/><strong>"Well, I don't really get you mean by pressure,"</strong> he said with a lightly furrowed brow as he cocked his head slightly to one side with a confused expression, his arms lightly folded across his chest as he pondered about it. <strong>"If you mean the whole war thing between Harry Potter and that Volde-something bloke... That was almost three decades ago <del>   </del> well before my time and really something from their generation and not ours. The castle doesn't really have any scars from the final battle that took place there, or at least I've never found any, and most of the staff that was in place during my time there was also from after that time. Personally, I don't have much interest in that time period. War is messy, ungraceful and there's an obvious lack of honour and respect between oponents."<br/></strong><br/>He turned his eyes towards the blue skies above them. Since it had just turned september, the weather was still excellent in the Netherlands. <strong>"Some say war is glorious, but I can't see where they find it. In my opinion, besting a foe in a fair fight, on equal grounds, is the most glory you'll find in a fight. War isn't fair, just dirty."</strong><br/><br/>Wow, when did this conversation turn so dark and moody?</div></div><br/><div align="center">(http://imageshack.us/a/img96/3453/henrycavillupstreetmaga.jpg)<br/><strong>&gt;«¤~ Kiran Reed ~¤»&lt;</strong><br/>Ø Open<br/>Ø Castle Grounds, Forest<br/></div><br/>It was the first day of classes and Kiran was up pretty early. He did have any classes to attend for the first period, but his training schedule dictate he took a morning run today. Dressed in a pair of joggers and a dark purple gym vest bearing the Norwich Nightmares' logo on its front and back, the dueling pro in training slipped on his running shoes and set for a run in the forest. With plugs in his ears and music player in his pocket, he hummed along the track playing as he ran down a narrow, winding path, dodging trees left and right with vigor and enthusiasm.<br/><br/><strong>"Yes I'm, let loose!</strong>" After a while he began to sing along a few lines here and there, after taking in a deep enough breath.<strong>"From the noose!"</strong>If his singing was any good, was a whole different topic, of course.<strong>"That's kept me hanging about!"</strong><br/><br/>Breathing in through his nose, he could clearly make out that distinct scent of treebark, dry moss, and other such forest-like things. He liked it. It relaxed him and, combined with the soft forest soil and non-linear pathways, made for a versatile and fun running parcour. Unlike concrete, the forest floor didn't put as much stress on his legs and feet while running, allowing him to run longer; a great way to increase stamina. Also, less aching lower parts afterwards, which was always a big plus.<br/><br/><strong>"Yes, I'm back in black! Back in the back! Of a Cadillac!"</strong>