Grey Flames (OPEN)

The young warlock awoke to the bright light of day coming through his window in a room at the institute.  Aidean felt his arms tighten from the training last night as he struggled to lift his body from the white sheeted bed and onto the cold marble floor.  

    Slowly stretching his long arms up to the ceiling as he walked silently over to his trunk full of clothes on the chair by the door.  Shifting through the dark clothing, Aidean pulled out his favorite black hoodie, and threw it on over his bare chest.  Not bothering to change out of the grey pajama pants, he went into the small bathroom and ran cold water in the sink.  Taking handfuls of the cool substance, and splashing it on his face, then running his fingers through his ruffled black hair.  His white eyes stared back at him from the mirror. Aidean sighed as he went back into his room, and reached for the door that lead to the hallway of the Institute.

 With a last look around the room, Aidean stepped out of the room, threw his hood up over his head, and was off in a hunt for breakfast.

Abby wasn't sure how long she would last. She had just eaten and was now about to train some. "We'll see how this goes," she walked over and picked up her swords that were hanging against the wall.

Aidean made his way down the hallway, passing a couple of visitor's rooms, and then the training room.

Something shiny caught his eye just as he passed the doorway, and he poked his head into the room to look.

There was girl standing there taking down two swords that were hung on the wall for training.

"Hey female." He yawned, and sauntered over to her, "What are you doing?"

Aidean hadn't seen her before, and by the slight tint to her sent, he could tell she was no shadow hunter. A where wolf perhaps? He thought, but why would she be training with blades?