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[ When you can't sleep, there's not much you can do on your own other than fight monsters or read. So, the training centre, just after curfew, again. Colette is a little oblivious to curfew - some part of her vaguely remembers it, but the training centre is open, and over in the "secret area" there's such a pretty view of the Garden, all lit up at night! It's nicer than staying in the tiny dorm.
Sat down quite comfortably by the wall, a small pile of confusing textbooks by her side, Colette bites her lip as she reads a confusing paragraph for the eighth time this evening, hoping that it will eventually make sense.
Not much luck there... in the hopes that a later paragraph might make more sense, Colette turns the page, eyes widening in apparent horror as she, misjudging the page turn, manages to rip a corner of the page off.
Ah! This is a library book!
Colette jumps up to her feet, looking around her for someone who might have some of that very, very useful stuff this world has... "sticky tape"?
Does anyone even bring sticky tape to the training center?
Even if they don't, Colette is all on her own...]
Sat down quite comfortably by the wall, a small pile of confusing textbooks by her side, Colette bites her lip as she reads a confusing paragraph for the eighth time this evening, hoping that it will eventually make sense.
Not much luck there... in the hopes that a later paragraph might make more sense, Colette turns the page, eyes widening in apparent horror as she, misjudging the page turn, manages to rip a corner of the page off.
Ah! This is a library book!
Colette jumps up to her feet, looking around her for someone who might have some of that very, very useful stuff this world has... "sticky tape"?
Does anyone even bring sticky tape to the training center?
Even if they don't, Colette is all on her own...]