Gotham U., New Gotham, Tuesday afternoon
Dinah had gotten in early on Monday, crashed in the Clocktower, gone to Cathedral Square with Camille late that night, gotten all her materials together for class, and now sat through two lectures that had kind of given her cognitive dissonance. It wasn't just the syllabi and test schedules and 'I will know if you plagiarize, I am psychic' lectures that the professors had given so far. It was also the idea of studying at all, not to mention studying Kidnap & Rescue when, uh, she'd been doing that all summer.
So now she was relaxing in the quad, watching the students at the club booths hawking free sweatshirts and reusable water bottles, and feeling kind of... weird.
She sent out a mass text, then put her earphones in, wondering at the disconnect in her brain.
Home. Having classes. Everything good. Enjoying it still being autumn. Gonna go hit people at Curbstomp later.
What's up?
[ooc: if you think you got this text, you did.]
So now she was relaxing in the quad, watching the students at the club booths hawking free sweatshirts and reusable water bottles, and feeling kind of... weird.
She sent out a mass text, then put her earphones in, wondering at the disconnect in her brain.
Home. Having classes. Everything good. Enjoying it still being autumn. Gonna go hit people at Curbstomp later.
What's up?
[ooc: if you think you got this text, you did.]