Lierka walked into the Courtyard, quiet as always; it was a warm day and the sun reflected blueish on her raven hair, now neatly tied up in a messy bun, lose strands framing her delicate pale face as her wide, shimmering crimson eyes examined the students. She wasn't wearing her usual long black skirt and lace corset, but a fine, short dress that left her long milky legs exposed till shortly over the knee. Still, she wore a cloack, a really thin one. She had a quiet, gracefull sadness to herself, something old students and teacher were used to, as she had always been that way, ever since she arrived, "Master" she said softly, bowing gracefully before taking sitting beside one of the new students; she had observed him upon his arrival, and she had noticed how terribly scarred he was. She had been curious about it, but knew better than to ask. The young Sith had noticed how everyone (especially young Jedi students) seemed to be scared of him, and she still couldn't understand why; of course, perhaps they were intimidated by his scarred body, but she had never seen him do anyting to scare anyone, unlike some Sith on her house, who loved to do it. Lierka offered him a soft, sad smile before continuing her inspection upon the other students, but didn't say a word. She never talked much anyways, used to the fact that she wasn't allowed to make a single noise back home. She never did. Truthfully, Lierka had been way more interested in the combat lesson, but Moliar, who was teaching that day, always seemed to have something to say about the Sith, which ended up being quite an uncomfortable situation. Instead of instantly starting her meditation, her crimson eyes sparkled as she looked around, fixing her saddened, yet gentle gaze upon a young girl, the only female besides herself. Her delicate, rosy lips offered the younger new student a sweet smile. She looked around again, about to start her trance; it was a nice day, of course, she prefered snow, but this was nice too. It had been a normal morning, and for once she didn't get scolded first thing when she woke up. There was the fact that it was also her borthday today, perhaps that's why they had let her go, even though she had ran off last night again. She sighed and finally closed her eyes, reaching out into the universe, lazily exploering around, waiting for the Headmistress to start the lesson. Tag: any ---- ooc: awww...I like Pandora!