Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-43895517-20190922193940/@comment-172.58.185.75-20190927115226

Jonea stepped out of the leapmaster, adjusting his dusty brown satchel. He had missed the first few minutes of orientation, as his two younger brothers had thrown a tamptrum and made him late. It was his last year of the lower levels, and he had to work hard to get into the Elite Levels next year.

His first class was Empathy with Lady Kylla. She had been his mentor for two or three years now, so it was really just checking how summer had been and talking about anything Jonea had observed while practicing his empathy. It went fast, and soon he was leaving for lunch. Jonea slipped quietly through Level Six's off-white halls.