"You're late again, acolyte."
With one hand still pressed against the open door, Ahriman regarded the woman standing at the front of the classroom with a blank expression, her eyes half-closed as if her eyelids were weighed down with lead. She managed, albeit unintentionally, to look rather...
Ahriman stood at the precipice overlooking a training grounds, regarding those below with a vacant look. This place wasn't a particularly hot planet, not usually, but a recent heat wave had vacuumed all the moisture up from the ground and left everything dry as bone. The summer sky was muddled...