Rise of the Brotherhood - IC
Paige sighed as the clash of steel on steel rang out in the room she was in, studying the opal crystal in her palm as it shimmered with energy. No matter how often she looked at it, she always found something new to see when she looked at it again. It was really strange, though the Adepts seemed to think that it was normal. They were pretty intimidating if you asked Paige. The stoicism they expressed was almost inhuman. Needless to say, Paige really tried her hardest to avoid them whenever possible. Another clash of steel brought her out of her reverie, looking up to watch the two combatants fight. Both of them were Onyx users, so their combat was pretty hard to watch, the two of the teleporting back and forth across the room. The short teleports like that, called 'hops' by the Vitreomancers, were relatively easy on the body, which meant that the two of them would probably be able to keep it up for hours depending on their personal level of skill. The whole reason Paige was there was to increase the gravity for their training, which was good training for her Vitreomancy as an Opal user. But it was still boring.
Seeing that nothing had changed, Paige leaned back and ran her eyes over the walls and ceiling again, despite having seen them about a dozen times already. The faded stone walls of the training room were cracked in places, though that didn't mean that they were weak. Apparently, they were from before the Schism and were what was called 'reinforced cement' or something. It was supposed to make them stronger than regular building materials. In fact, the cracks were really just chips in the paint if what the Adept who had shown her the room had been truthful. It was one of the larger rooms in the hideout to allow every Vitreomancer to practice and was attached to a small storage room that contained practice dummies and the like, most of them charred. Like most every other room in the hideout, it was illuminated by soft, green-tinted light from the ceiling, giving the whole place a greenish tint. It had taken her a little while to get used to it, but it wasn't all that bad. Unlike most of the other rooms, it was missing the tapestries that bore the symbol of the Order: the Crystal Lotus. It was pretty obvious why just from looking at the charred dummies in the other room. They would have been destroyed so many times it wasn't funny.
A sudden tap on her shoulder drew her attention back to what was going on, the two fighters laughing over something that happened as they packed up their gear. Both of the men were covered with sweat from the exertion, but they didn't seem to mind as they hauled their gear over their shoulders and made their way up the stairs out of the room. Paige turned to see who had tapped her on the shoulder, paling a little when she realized that it was an Adept. The tall, spindly man didn't make a sound as he beckoned her to follow, crooking one finger before turning around and heading out through the only other exit. Though Paige had no idea how to read time, she had a feeling that she was late for one of the 'classes' they had for the Initiates to help them learn to channel their natural energy through their crystal. Most of the time, they explored a little bit of theory before reflecting on the lesson through meditation on their crystal.
Dutifully, Paige followed the Adept down a couple of hallways, trying hard not to let her imagination run wild with her. It was rather hard though, what with all the rumours she had heard back with her friends. Most of them were pretty gruesome. After what seemed like ages, they approached a small room with a damaged door, the Adept producing a key and opening it slowly. Heart racing at the thought of what was on the other side, Paige swallowed and followed after the man, stopping when she realized that it was just a large, closet-type room. She only grew more confused as the Adept motioned to the ceiling, though revelation hit her pretty suddenly after she noticed the grime on the roof. She had been late to a lesson several times in a row and had been told that she would have a task to do as punishment at a later date. It appeared that they were planning on making full use of her abilities over gravity by making her clean the places that were out of reach. The man left as she pulled out her crystal, inverting gravity so that she and the cleaning supplies floated to the ceiling before getting to work.