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@stellarshooter
She’s not very good at it, but she does enjoy knitting. So, she’s coiled up on a park bench, her legs tucked beneath herself and bright eyes focusing on the bundle of blue yarn in her lap. It’s not that hard, socks are an easy thing to make, but her heart isn’t in it today. The sound of someone nearby makes her jump, however.
“Oh, sorry honey. Am I in the way?”
@illumitrixwielder
When Reed returns to what is now her building, she’s tired. Having spent the day around so many of the colorful bird-people, and having had a long conversation with another apparent new arrival, she feels like she’s had enough excitement for one day. Maybe she’ll be able to get some good sleep - the bed seemed pretty soft when she was sitting on it earlier, scrolling through the holophone.
She makes it all the way to her floor in a bit of a daze, feeling the beginnings of that kind of exhaustion that permeated her days at Pathos-II. It’s still weird to think of them being over, or at least put on hold for the time being. She stifles a yawn as she tugs on the handle of her door.
It doesn’t budge.
She blinks. And looks around again. And realizes that this is not her room.
She also realizes that maybe this is someone else’s room, and that maybe that someone else might be trying to sleep at this hour too, and maybe they might think she’s trying to break in. She decides to knock. At the very least, if the resident is home, she can apologize, and explain herself. And maybe she’ll get a little more insight into her situation this way. It can’t hurt to have more allies, either.
“Hello?” she calls out tentatively. Then she raps her knuckles on the door in what she’s always thought was a friendly pattern. The sort of knock she reserved for coworkers who seemed to like her a decent amount, or who at the very least were polite to her. She hopes it does the trick.
he had heard about the school festival, and even though he knew school was something probably far out of his necessities right now, he couldn’t help but give in to his curiosity and take a look around. eventually that curiosity turned to boredom, and that boredom turned into sneaking further into the school’s grounds, eventually leading him to a classroom.
how log had it been since he’d sat in a desk? it feels like years.
his train of thought is interrupted by someone else, a girl stepping into the room and giving him the most stern expression he could imagine.she looked younger- definitely like a student.
“i’m not supposed to be here, am i?” he says sheepishly, taking a step toward the door with his hands in the air. ‘i can leave, if that’s the case.” was he really getting intimidated by some girl?
@stellarshooter
Instinct | Stella / Black Rock Shooter |
Do you ever see someone and get the sense that they are dangerous? Maybe it was the sword. It was probably the sword. Originally, she started looking at the other girl’s sword because it was different than the one that she had gotten. Probably in better condition too. But something about her seemed dangerous, she just didn’t know what.
Originally, she was just going to pass her by, but she was curious by nature. Normally she got this feeling around Yoma, so she wanted to make sure. Well, might as well. Carefully approaching the girl, she called out.
“Excuse me ma’am. This is a bit odd, but, do you know how to use that sword?”
@stelllashooter
