Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25582638-20151210004452

She awoke 4 o’clock in the morning. There’s no need for an alarm clock or any devices to wake her up that early. There is also no urgent schoolwork (finished already) or missions today. In that case, most people will go back to their pleasant sleep. Well, Cyzarine’s messed up body clock wouldn’t allow that though. Even she slept late; she would always wake up between fifteen minutes before 4 o’clock and twenty minutes after and then she will feel sleepy sometime in the afternoon. She would have to drink more dose of fresh brewed coffee done by her siblings or from a vendo machine to keep her awake until night to do whatever is needed to be done. Then the cycle repeats again.

Cyzarine continued staring blankly at the dark ceiling. She’s didn’t go back to Beacon last night because today’s the start of another weekend, meaning no school but more work at night. Well, she just finished a mission so a twenty-four hour ordinary life today is highly possible.

Slowly, she got up from bed and lightly washed her face. Cyzarine didn’t put on her usual attire. Instead, she wore a set of compression sportswear composed of high-neck, long-sleeved, shirt and pants that ends below her knees; all black with purple highlights. Her running shoes also have the same color.

She then slipped in an arm pouch on her left upper forearm for her Scroll and grabbed a lanyard with a dog whistle.

Huh, whom should I bring out to the dog park today?

Cyzarine asked herself as she descended the stairs and went straight to the backyard.  