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It really did seem to have progressed into full summer already, despite the fact that it was only late April, and Miach was taking advantage of the heat and fair weather to get out more, taking time between classes to stroll aimlessly around campus.
Having been here for several months already, one would have thought that he'd know the area already, but, alas, his habit of keeping himself to the library and his room when not in class meant that his knowledge of the school grounds was severely limited. Something he thought he should really get around to changing.
So here was a Devin (or perhaps, if you preferred, a Miach) wandering through campus, building up a mental map of the grounds. Here was the art buildings, and over there was the administration centre, and so on. And over here, looking radiant in the summer-like sun, were the more garden-like parts of the school ground, looking and smelling beautiful. He smiled, a little.
Clasping his textbooks tightly under one arm, he hopped up onto a nearby wall keeping the allotments belonging to the herbal medicine/plant biologists separate from the rest of the school grounds, and began to walk over the top of it, one foot in front of the other, balancing easily. Ahead of him, a few pigeons who had been sat on the wall fluttered flustered into the air, ruffling their feathers at the intrusion and he apologised quietly, but kept moving.
Having been here for several months already, one would have thought that he'd know the area already, but, alas, his habit of keeping himself to the library and his room when not in class meant that his knowledge of the school grounds was severely limited. Something he thought he should really get around to changing.
So here was a Devin (or perhaps, if you preferred, a Miach) wandering through campus, building up a mental map of the grounds. Here was the art buildings, and over there was the administration centre, and so on. And over here, looking radiant in the summer-like sun, were the more garden-like parts of the school ground, looking and smelling beautiful. He smiled, a little.
Clasping his textbooks tightly under one arm, he hopped up onto a nearby wall keeping the allotments belonging to the herbal medicine/plant biologists separate from the rest of the school grounds, and began to walk over the top of it, one foot in front of the other, balancing easily. Ahead of him, a few pigeons who had been sat on the wall fluttered flustered into the air, ruffling their feathers at the intrusion and he apologised quietly, but kept moving.