Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-33209858-20161206233939/@comment-30622263-20170114025532

West navigated carefully the halls of Ever After High, utterly ignorant to the way he seemed to passerby-- glaring down at a mirror in his palm while casting canvassing looks around the various premises he strode past. His thoughts were focused on locating the Hexology notes he'd somehow misplaced, neither particularly eager nor looking forward to possibly having to re-write them.

However, as his brisk stride progressed, he realized how very odd it seemed that he was walking into territory he normally didn't travel through for any of his classes.. and when the red ink scrawled over his mirror morphed from its arrow-shape into a rounded, red dot that pooled at the very center of the mirror, West glanced up.

A person, he assessed, and possibly someone who might have been hanging around this particular longer than he. It was worth a shot to ask, West decided-- the time he could potentially save by far outweighed the time he might lose by posing a query, particularly one as brief as this:

"Excuse me," West began curtly, scrutinizing the girl who stood opposite him, "I am missing a notebook... my sources say that it's in this hall. It was a black composition notebook with 'Hexology' written on the front. I don't suppose you've seen it?"

There was something about her, he thought... something that seemed ever-so-slightly peculiar. Maybe it was the gleam in her eyes, or her posture that seemed a little bit off to him. Still, much the same could be said for a large proportion of the students at Ever After High, and thus, West stood his ground.