Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-5664762-20130707075225/@comment-10860529-20130709003813

An unassuming girl with locked, striped hair and feathers had remained also among the crowded students, tucking in a grey strand of plumeage that jutted unevenly from the visor of her bonnet.

With a timid stance, her gaze shifted bewteen the Headmaster and the ground below - nothing better to do, perhaps? Not that one would blame her, she could probably recite it by heart. Same old, same old.

She wanted to be polite. In fact that was probably expected of her. Still, even she found herself unfocused, though it was not as though she were alone in her boredom.