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[Today is just an ordinary day for Arumat: get up, do whatever was needed around the house, and then head over to the battle dome to train, where he'll spend the majority of the afternoon. In the evening, he'll head back to House 25... only to pause the moment he opens the door. Something's not right, he can sense that much, and his pace picks up as he strides down the hall to open his housemates' doors to check on them. He's not surprised that Draco isn't around - that much is normal - but when he opens Myuria's door...
... empty. Completely empty, as if she'd never even been there. He stands staring for a long moment before turning on his heel and stalking out of the house, grip tight on his laser scythe.
Shortly thereafter he can be found in the forest near the barracks, practicing his scythe techniques on a bunch of hapless trees-- although really, "practicing" is more like "beating the hell out of." There won't be much more than splinters left when he's done with them. Anyone is free to stumble across him there and ask him what the heck he's up to/try to get him to stop/whatever.
He'll keep this up until the darkness and falling temperatures force him to return home; once he gets there, he'll retreat into his room and shut the door. Sorry Draco, he's not exactly feeling sociable right now.]
... empty. Completely empty, as if she'd never even been there. He stands staring for a long moment before turning on his heel and stalking out of the house, grip tight on his laser scythe.
Shortly thereafter he can be found in the forest near the barracks, practicing his scythe techniques on a bunch of hapless trees-- although really, "practicing" is more like "beating the hell out of." There won't be much more than splinters left when he's done with them. Anyone is free to stumble across him there and ask him what the heck he's up to/try to get him to stop/whatever.
He'll keep this up until the darkness and falling temperatures force him to return home; once he gets there, he'll retreat into his room and shut the door. Sorry Draco, he's not exactly feeling sociable right now.]