*Maya Sundaresh walks in front of the closed access point. Still feeling it's empty warmth of recent use. She drops a stone on the ground. A stone that encases a roiling, angry like group of shadows inside its opaque smooth ovalistic walls.* [b]Im sorry my student. Im sorry I wasn't there to train you more. May the shadows bless your travels from here to wherever you must go. Protect yourself and come back when you can if it's ever possible.[/b]