Thë Pürë Šøüłš (A RP for experienced Roleplayers)

Elidi left school briskly, her scuffed shoulder bag stuffed full of papers and books, and lifted off, flapping her powerful wings between intervals of gliding and landed with a thump in front of her house. She folded her wings and hurried inside, dumping the aforementioned bag on her bed and grabbing her hairbrush, running it through her thick blonde hair. Changing into a pair of faded blue converse, she quickly gathered her hair into a high ponytail on the top of her head and twisted it into a big puffy bun that she fastened with a hair tie from her wrist. With a final glance around the room, she grabbed Fulki in its scabbard and fastened it to her waist, recklessly leaping her way back down the stairs and out the door, pushing off the ground and hurling toward training, anticipation beginning to fill her at the idea of a good fight.
 
Niebo groaned slightly as she slid off her bed. She might as well start on her homework. But being smart, it was soon finished and she was again left with nothing to do. I'll just go train, Niebo thought. If someone's there, great. If not, I'll make it work.
 
Elidi left school briskly, her scuffed shoulder bag stuffed full of papers and books, and lifted off, flapping her powerful wings between intervals of gliding and landed with a thump in front of her house. She folded her wings and hurried inside, dumping the aforementioned bag on her bed and grabbing her hairbrush, running it through her thick blonde hair. Changing into a pair of faded blue converse, she quickly gathered her hair into a high ponytail on the top of her head and twisted it into a big puffy bun that she fastened with a hair tie from her wrist. With a final glance around the room, she grabbed Fulki in its scabbard and fastened it to her waist, recklessly leaping her way back down the stairs and out the door, pushing off the ground and hurling toward training, anticipation beginning to fill her at the idea of a good fight.
Thrydwulf snuck into the training room alone, silent as a mouse. He had to train by himself, he just had to. No matter how hard Scorpio or Celestial tried to help him train, he couldn't get a hang of it. They had wings, they maneuvered different, unlike him. He didn't have wings. He fought, he walked, he ran, he did every thing like a normal human being. Because of that, it made it harder and more complex for him to train with the ones that do have wings.
He pulled his bow off the wall, staring at it hopelessly. "Ok, lets try this then."
Snatching an arrow, he raised his bow, setting the arrow into place. He pulled back, aiming for the center of the target at the far end of the training room. A thud echoed in the room as the arrow slammed itselfs perfectly into place in the center of the target. He pulled out another arrow, before freezing as the sound of approaching footsteps filled the room.
 
Niebo walked into the room and saw Thrydwulf practicing his bow. "Oh," she said awkwardly. "Sorry, I-I didn't realize you'd be here..."
Since he was being silent, she continued stupidly, "I-I can leave... I can come back later... I'm in no hurry..."
"No, no, you're fine Niebo." He shrugged awkwardly, returning his bow to its original spot. "Its pointless for me to train anyway. If you don't got wings, and you are a Angel or Demon, then you are pretty much useless in battle I suppose."
 
"No, no, you're fine Niebo." He shrugged awkwardly, returning his bow to its original spot. "Its pointless for me to train anyway. If you don't got wings, and you are a Angel or Demon, then you are pretty much useless in battle I suppose."
Niebo's fire overpowered her awkwardness. "You are not useless!" she exclaimed hotly. "You just need to learn how to work with being unique the way you are. Like me, my wings are pretty small and I have a lot of strain on them when I fly."
 

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