Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26414442-20130724090620/@comment-10715654-20130724105631

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Scarlet walked up to the door with apprehension. She'd honestly rather not be here, but the letter was fairly strong with it's reccomendation. And her father had straight up told her she was going to do it.

She turned back to look at Airmid behind her and pushed the door open. The tables had been pushed to the sides and stacked on top of each other. A fairly large area had been cleared in the center with a circle of chairs around the edge. Rather than sit and fidget for a few minutes untill the others arrived, Scarlet walked to the back and began doing basic warm-ups, using a table as the barre. It was a little short, but btter than nothing.