// you can blame it on the rain
Name(s): Megara and Spock. Closed.
Location: Outside and then ... wherever the wind happens to guide them. Or rain, in this case.
Week: 49
Time: During the afternoon, around the time of some darling raincloud cover outside.
Rating: PG-PG-13? Really, idk. You never know.
It was cold.
She figured.
She also didn't much care. It wasn't often she got outside, especially with the load of work she seemed to find herself buried to her hips in on most days, less than half of which was her own responsibility.
She was cold, but this was nice, and it wasn't as though her layered robes offered little heat. She was quite a bit warmer than she appeared, at least, as she meandered through the school's property. The ground was soggy-- only barely so; not quite spongy. Megara wasn't so sure why she gave it much thought, and pouted, bored, at the ground at her feet. "Reduced to this, are you? You sure have exceeded expectations. Stare at the ground a little longer; maybe it will talk back."
Heaving a sigh, Megara moved forward and cast a gaze toward the castle in the hazy distance. If she'd any luck, this walk would prove to be just what the doctor ordered. A bit of time away from all of those babbling, drooling, hyperactive children was bound to do wonders for her mood.
Location: Outside and then ... wherever the wind happens to guide them. Or rain, in this case.
Week: 49
Time: During the afternoon, around the time of some darling raincloud cover outside.
Rating: PG-PG-13? Really, idk. You never know.
It was cold.
She figured.
She also didn't much care. It wasn't often she got outside, especially with the load of work she seemed to find herself buried to her hips in on most days, less than half of which was her own responsibility.
She was cold, but this was nice, and it wasn't as though her layered robes offered little heat. She was quite a bit warmer than she appeared, at least, as she meandered through the school's property. The ground was soggy-- only barely so; not quite spongy. Megara wasn't so sure why she gave it much thought, and pouted, bored, at the ground at her feet. "Reduced to this, are you? You sure have exceeded expectations. Stare at the ground a little longer; maybe it will talk back."
Heaving a sigh, Megara moved forward and cast a gaze toward the castle in the hazy distance. If she'd any luck, this walk would prove to be just what the doctor ordered. A bit of time away from all of those babbling, drooling, hyperactive children was bound to do wonders for her mood.