Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-5664762-20130707075225/@comment-26414442-20130721103348

''You can't exactly blame her, but you can't blame her cousins either. They're simply following their destiny.''

Airmid backed away from the window, feeling a pang of pity for Cynthea. She attempted to mouth some kind of apology, but before she could, the crowd of students eager to get to their dorms sweep her away, so she decided to get to her dorm as quickly as possible.

Her roommate this year, Luciana Carland, according to the door, had not arrived yet. The furniture, most from last year, a few new items this year, had, though. The dorm the two had recieved was lucky enough to have a fireplace, so Airmid arranged her desk and chair so recieve a good amount of light and warmth.

Then, she remembered. The library! She was supposed to be at the library! Seriously, Airmid, how forgetful CAN you get? she chided herself, grabbing her messenger bags with her books, and sprinting as fast as she could to the library.

Once she reached it, she burst through the door loudly, much to the annoyance of the librarian.

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"'nother..." Cerise took a shot.

"Another? Don't you think you have enough?" the potion mistress pulled the bottle back.

"noooot exaactly suure if I'm gonna b'alright for t'week..." the hooded girl slurred. "Nooot suure... I've got note... they're ain't gonna worry..."