Kierra
Hearing Bella's guitar makes me want to practice my trumpet, but, deciding that that might be a just a little disruptive, I decide to explore the rest of this place. Quietly excusing myself, I turn right on a whim, striding down the hall. Most of the doors are unlabeled, but there's one with a little sign, TRAINING ROOM, by it.
I wondered what kind of training we'd be doing. Maybe a fighting, judging from the schedule. After a tentative mental debate, I decide that it's not against the rules to open it and check inside. After all, I'll be in there tomorrow anyways.
The door is silent as it slides open, and I find myself looking into a wide, tall, completely empty room. I realize there's a light on the other end of the room - an open door, leading outside. There are two people standing outside of it, talking. What are they doing there? They look nervous...
