Professor Novalyn Riven Thunderwing halted mid-stride. She turned to Raijin with a flash of anger… her patience already worn thin. From yesterday afternoon until now she had been in her office on the first floor, attempting to comprehend a new skill and failing again and again. Hungry, tired and frustrated, she had rushed to the library seeking precedent or guidance. Raijin's shout interrupted the last thread of focus she had left.
Normally strict and uncompromising, Professor Nova despised rule-breakers. Now, disturbed and confronted with a possible offender, fury rose quickly under her composure.
"Who is Cadet Eleanor?" she hissed.
"That's me, Professor." Eleanor rose and answered politely.
