"I'll go next." Rogue stepped forward before Xenon could open his mouth, her newly braided, waist long, black hair swaying behind her.
Rogue stood at the open space dedicated to sparring the mannequin, and for the first time ever took off the black gloves that had always been seen on her hands.
Ever since Rogue appeared for the entrance examination till date, nobody had caught even a glimpse of what both her forelimbs looked like. Her brown – House Phryne – shirt sleeves had always been buttoned up and her hands were always in the same black gloves.
Rogue took of both gloves on her hands and tossed it on the floor, a few feet away from the sparring area. She rubbed her palms together, stretched her fingers and cracked them.
By the time a new mannequin was made, Rogue was ready and standing still with her arms outstretched. With her arms outstretched, the reason for her keeping her arms closed was soon apparent to everyone.
