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WHO: Aerith Gainsborough and Open!
LOCATION: The Grounds
WEEK: 60
TIME: Early Afternoon
WHAT: A restless Herbology Professor is trying to read, but someone is watching her! Is it you? o.o
RATING: This is Aerith, guys. Actually, anything is possible. PG for now.
Laying on her stomach in the grass, Aerith flipped through a Herbology book. Today she had her hair pulled back in a ponytail, but a few stubborn strands refused to stay bound. Shaking them out of her face and wrinkling her nose, the flower-girl sighed softly.
Concentrate! You like this part, remember?
But no matter what she told herself, she still felt restless. That feeling had been following her all day and she just couldn't explain it. She should feel peaceful. She was in her element, after all.
Pouting up at the sky, she shivered uncomfortably. She shouldn't have done that. The sky had never been her friend. Glancing back at the book, she propped it open on her lap and tried to refocus.
The stem of the -
Again, she was distracted. Looking around, she pursed her lips. Was someone watching her? She had the strangest feeling that...
Grabbing her walking stick, Aerith stood up and cleared her throat.
"Show yourself!" she put on her best serious face.
LOCATION: The Grounds
WEEK: 60
TIME: Early Afternoon
WHAT: A restless Herbology Professor is trying to read, but someone is watching her! Is it you? o.o
RATING: This is Aerith, guys. Actually, anything is possible. PG for now.
Laying on her stomach in the grass, Aerith flipped through a Herbology book. Today she had her hair pulled back in a ponytail, but a few stubborn strands refused to stay bound. Shaking them out of her face and wrinkling her nose, the flower-girl sighed softly.
Concentrate! You like this part, remember?
But no matter what she told herself, she still felt restless. That feeling had been following her all day and she just couldn't explain it. She should feel peaceful. She was in her element, after all.
Pouting up at the sky, she shivered uncomfortably. She shouldn't have done that. The sky had never been her friend. Glancing back at the book, she propped it open on her lap and tried to refocus.
The stem of the -
Again, she was distracted. Looking around, she pursed her lips. Was someone watching her? She had the strangest feeling that...
Grabbing her walking stick, Aerith stood up and cleared her throat.
"Show yourself!" she put on her best serious face.