§ Tre [Voice/Video] §
[The sound of someone humming tunelessly, just slightly off-key, in a contented, wandering manner comes over the journals. Luna's seated on the floor of her room, which has turned pretty... colorful in the time since she's been there, doing something on the floor. It's impossible to see what, though it looks like she's fiddling with a lot of small pieces. Journal's to the right of her; perhaps she opened it to listen to what's going on everywhere.]
[Or not - after a couple of minutes, she speaks, though it could possibly be to herself.] It's funny how time is different here, isn't it? Somehow gaining a month and a half to the year was more disorienting to me, I think.
Oh! Yes, does anyone want this? [And she'll get to her feet to lift something from her desk and unfold it, holding it up to show the journal - a full-sized, supposed-to-be-hung-from-the-ceiling Slytherin banner, apparently her prize from the amusement park. She could find some way to use it, but perhaps one of the Slytherins wants it.]
[[ooc: Been fail with tags the past couple days 'cause my brain decided it hated me. Getting to those now~]]
[Or not - after a couple of minutes, she speaks, though it could possibly be to herself.] It's funny how time is different here, isn't it? Somehow gaining a month and a half to the year was more disorienting to me, I think.
Oh! Yes, does anyone want this? [And she'll get to her feet to lift something from her desk and unfold it, holding it up to show the journal - a full-sized, supposed-to-be-hung-from-the-ceiling Slytherin banner, apparently her prize from the amusement park. She could find some way to use it, but perhaps one of the Slytherins wants it.]
[[ooc: Been fail with tags the past couple days 'cause my brain decided it hated me. Getting to those now~]]