The Art of Deception [attn; hannah]

[Avyra]

Avyra sat in a classroom, once again, knowing that she would much rather be outside. Or anywhere else. She hated teaching with a burning passion, and she knew that no student actually respected her. Or rather, respected like she wanted to be. Sure, a few whimpered and cowered when she mentioned the One Power, but she didn't want to be feared. The rest just seemed to laugh at her. She was still debating how to teach this class, and she knew she'd never be as good of a teacher as Torianin had been to her. Swallowing her fear, the Accepted sighed. It was no use to get worked up. Whatever happened, well, happened, and she knew how to use Illusion. She had always had a gift, from that time she frightened Ravak into turning her in to Mirin. She heard a knock at the door, and she looked up, straightening out her hair with a few fingers. "Come in, child."