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Name(s): Rin Sohma; opened
Location: Library
Week: Week 51
Time: Saturday afternoon
Rating: PG? STC
There were times that Rin didn't mind the school, but this week had not been one of them. Between singing, traps, and now some stupid love crap, was it any wonder? Although, she had gotten a small snicker out of some of the songs that people had sung, but she hadn't let that show.
She was, like usual, back in the library. It was the weekend, but it hadn't stopped her. Some might assume that she was a studious individual, but it wasn't that. Most didn't come to the library unless they had a need too. It made it a perfect place to find a corner in and hole up. The common room could be noisy, especially if they had won or lost a game of Quidditch. Yet, there were times where she had remained there as well. After all, only Ravenclaws knew the password, so it kept unwanted visitors out.
Rin had been working on her homework, but had stopped. Her artbook had been found, and thankfully it didn't look like anyone had nosed around in it. Not that she kept anything revealing in it, like love letters or thoughts. She knew better than that, as one never knew who could stumble across it. The scar on her back stated that no matter how careful you were, you could never be careful enough.
She was doodling now though, thinking. The rough outline of a horse in full gallop was slowly being sketched out. As much as she shied from contact, this was one of those times of the year where her attention turned to the past. It was done and over, but not finished yet. She would only be happy when the curse was broken and Haru was free.
Location: Library
Week: Week 51
Time: Saturday afternoon
Rating: PG? STC
There were times that Rin didn't mind the school, but this week had not been one of them. Between singing, traps, and now some stupid love crap, was it any wonder? Although, she had gotten a small snicker out of some of the songs that people had sung, but she hadn't let that show.
She was, like usual, back in the library. It was the weekend, but it hadn't stopped her. Some might assume that she was a studious individual, but it wasn't that. Most didn't come to the library unless they had a need too. It made it a perfect place to find a corner in and hole up. The common room could be noisy, especially if they had won or lost a game of Quidditch. Yet, there were times where she had remained there as well. After all, only Ravenclaws knew the password, so it kept unwanted visitors out.
Rin had been working on her homework, but had stopped. Her artbook had been found, and thankfully it didn't look like anyone had nosed around in it. Not that she kept anything revealing in it, like love letters or thoughts. She knew better than that, as one never knew who could stumble across it. The scar on her back stated that no matter how careful you were, you could never be careful enough.
She was doodling now though, thinking. The rough outline of a horse in full gallop was slowly being sketched out. As much as she shied from contact, this was one of those times of the year where her attention turned to the past. It was done and over, but not finished yet. She would only be happy when the curse was broken and Haru was free.