Second Floor Hallway; Sunday, all day.

[stocksgrrl]

The wee little turtle had finally made it back to the familiar hallway after a very strange day and sleeping comfortably in her shell in a corner of the stairwell, which was quite a task to manage. She kept a brisk pace down the hall toward her room, or, what was very brisk for her, ambling along in a lazy wee little turtle way

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[swerval_zero]

A girl with a video camera followed the turtle for a little while, carefully filming her epic trek.

[cameronmitchell]

After his morning run, Cameron jogged up the stairs and into the hallway on his way to his room. He stopped when he noticed the turtle determinedly making its way through the hall.

"Pet or student?" he asked automatically as if he somehow expected the turtle to answer.

[stocksgrrl]

The turtle looked up at him and blinked. Pet or student? She was neither...she was a wee little turtle.

[cameronmitchell]

From way up, Cameron didn't even notice the blinking. "Uh... Okay. Need a lift somewhere? Or a bowl of water?"

[stocksgrrl]

The wee little turtle stretched out her neck, bobbing it excitely at the prospect of water. Water! There were no little puddles or pools for her to play in here, and she was feeling terribly dry.

[fates_jaye]

Before going into town, Jaye's prowling the halls in case she sees anything weird. And hey, turtle.

"John?" she asks, because you never know, maybe Rita Skeeter really is back. She takes a picture anyway.

[stocksgrrl]

It looked as though the wee little turtle's head was tilting in response to the question, and then she shrunk her head into her shell at the sudden flash of scary light.