Legacy of the Quincy

Mia couldn't help but smile as she sat and watched the members of her Archery club practice very hard and diligently. Of course, being a quincy and all, she was the best at the club, and she was also it's owner, so she didn't have to do much herself besides give lessons.

But activity from hollows had been at an all time low recently and she was worried about the reason behind why that was. She had brought it up to the coalition's attention, but she hadn't heard anything back yet.

and then there was the fight against the odd creature that nearly killed her before Alexander Kerensky showed up to rescue her. Horrid thing made everyone nearby, including Mia, puke..and it kept making Mia go deaf too.

She didn't have anything to do..

So she started leaking a bit of her spiritual pressure to bait something, or someone, into showing up and at the very least..talk to her.

( i..hate..starting..posts..done 2 others within the last 10 min.. )

Oelandra walked through her old high school, feeling nostalgic for her old high school back in New York. Dorian had required her to get straight A's while she studied the art of the mercenary under his tutelage. It had been a while since she'd walked through a place of dreams and naivete. She was there for an interview to be a co-teacher of a physical education class and she had no idea where to go. She'd interrupted about four classes that were in session and was met with an angry look, a flying book, and two lecherous old men wanting her to stay after school for detention. She wouldn't have been so resistant to the idea if they had been cute, but sadly...

Oelandra felt her stomach grumble. Why wasn't the principal's office easier to find, or at least even mark a door? Idly she noticed a trickle of spiritual energy coming from up the hallway and down a corridor - must be a spiritually gifted individual, then. Oelandra decided to investigate. The principal could wait. And he had better treat her to lunch, damn it!

Oelandra came upon an archery class after a little navigation and stood in the doorway while she watched the instruction and achievements happen.