Eden went on a run every morning. Today was no exception in that regard - although normally she ran across the grounds, not out of her common room and down a million stairs to the courtyard.

The Neo-Alliance Army, the morning chill, Rosier's positively thunderous expression - Eden found it all surreal. She couldn't manage a single emotion other than tiredness and the ever-present fear caution she always carried around these days. She noticed Mamie, Ashley and Moose already stood apart from their magical blooded peers. Eden went and stood next to Mamie and Moose; she kept a bit of distance between herself and Ashley, however, since she didn't want Rosier to think she was trying to stand next to the other "troublemaker".

The first year had been wearing an oversized black t-shirt and a pair of pink sweatpants when she was woken up by the chilling sound of Rosier's voice booming through the castle. Afraid of being late, she hadn't changed, just hurried into trainers and gotten on with it. Now she stuffed her hands under her armpits for warmth, wishing she'd brought gloves or a jacket. This wasn't really the outfit she imagined meeting her maker in. At least she wasn't Kinsay James (thank the deities every day for that, amirite?) who'd come barefoot!