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Week Name/Date/Time: ‘Natural Disaster’ / Friday, February 10th, 2006 / 5:00 PM.
Location: Halls
Open To: Darin
Currently Involving: Sam
It was Friday, which meant? One Samantha Pascal had absolutely no classes that she had to worry about. She'd spent most of the day relaxing for a change and not focusing on studies-- she'd managed to get most of her work done, and what little bit she had left, she had no real desire to rush and get finished. Arithmancy and Ancient Runes had started to make her head spin, so she was taking a break from numbers and translations to wander the castle. She'd thrown herself into work as a bit of a distraction, but staying in the common room? Not much fun. Being out and about was a little strange, what with the weather over the past week, but she chose to ignore that.
She was so far from thinking about schoolwork at the moment, she wasn't even heading to the library like she normally would be-- she was on her way to the Great Hall, surprisingly, hoping to get there before too many people showed up. She turned a corner and headed down a flight of stairs and down a hall, making the trek from her own common room downstairs, albeit at a rather slow pace. No rush, right?
Location: Halls
Open To: Darin
Currently Involving: Sam
It was Friday, which meant? One Samantha Pascal had absolutely no classes that she had to worry about. She'd spent most of the day relaxing for a change and not focusing on studies-- she'd managed to get most of her work done, and what little bit she had left, she had no real desire to rush and get finished. Arithmancy and Ancient Runes had started to make her head spin, so she was taking a break from numbers and translations to wander the castle. She'd thrown herself into work as a bit of a distraction, but staying in the common room? Not much fun. Being out and about was a little strange, what with the weather over the past week, but she chose to ignore that.
She was so far from thinking about schoolwork at the moment, she wasn't even heading to the library like she normally would be-- she was on her way to the Great Hall, surprisingly, hoping to get there before too many people showed up. She turned a corner and headed down a flight of stairs and down a hall, making the trek from her own common room downstairs, albeit at a rather slow pace. No rush, right?