Rachel was in one of the study lounges, though she wasn't actually studying. Instead, she was concentrating on the small wooden blocks she'd placed on the table in front of her. The Phoenix emblem was manifest around her eye and a soft glow suffused one of the blocks as, little by little, it began to change from a cube to a sphere.
Rachel stopped and let out a breath, the block about half-way between block and cube and otherwise looking like a wooden mess.
"Never going to get this right..." she muttered to herself.
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