What Doesn't Kill You...
Who: Erk, Jr., Agrias, Heather, Trucy, Subaru, anyone who'd like to visit
What: Erk, focused on his studies to the point of ignoring other needs like food, falls particularly ill after Fate's unexpected snowstorm.
When: Just before noon, Thursday, December 4th - later posts throughout the week up to Friday, December 12th
Where: Room 706
Warnings: None
At the very least, Erk was starting to calm down from recent events. The... confession was still somewhat jarring, but the less time she thought of it, the better. And what better way to keep from thinking of it than focusing on something else? That failed relationship had kept ker neglecting her studies, and for what? To moderate arguments between Agrias and Heather? That was hardly a better option.
...still, it hurt slightly to think on the subject. But no matter, back to studies.
Erk blinked slowly, trying to shake away any additional thoughts by shaking her head. Barely had she finished that the world shook back. The room spun once violently, and as she sprung up to deal with the event, she toppled over, knocking the chair over and taking several books with her trying to keep her balance. Her head slammed against the floor, but the pain never registered.
What: Erk, focused on his studies to the point of ignoring other needs like food, falls particularly ill after Fate's unexpected snowstorm.
When: Just before noon, Thursday, December 4th - later posts throughout the week up to Friday, December 12th
Where: Room 706
Warnings: None
At the very least, Erk was starting to calm down from recent events. The... confession was still somewhat jarring, but the less time she thought of it, the better. And what better way to keep from thinking of it than focusing on something else? That failed relationship had kept ker neglecting her studies, and for what? To moderate arguments between Agrias and Heather? That was hardly a better option.
...still, it hurt slightly to think on the subject. But no matter, back to studies.
Erk blinked slowly, trying to shake away any additional thoughts by shaking her head. Barely had she finished that the world shook back. The room spun once violently, and as she sprung up to deal with the event, she toppled over, knocking the chair over and taking several books with her trying to keep her balance. Her head slammed against the floor, but the pain never registered.