♫ When it snows//Ain't it thrilling?
WHO: radicalmagical & Open!
LOCATION: Outside; On the Grounds
WEEK: 72
TIME: Wednesday; Daytime
WHAT: SLEDDING SNOW TIME FUN 8DDD
RATING: Probably no higher than G or PG.
Ed jumped in place, warming herself up as a wide grin spread across her face. Despite the warm clothes she was wearing at the moment, quite a difference from her normal school uniform and lack of shoes, the air still had quite the bite. The past two weeks had been a roller coaster of emotions for the young girl, what with so many of her friends leaving. Despite her eccentric personality, even she felt the loss of each friend. Still, she wasn't one to remain sad for long and the recent snowfall had been just the thing she needed at the moment. A distraction perhaps, or a sign of a new slate. Everything was covered in a sheen of white fluff, from the ground to the trees to the buildings of the school. It was all wonderfully, invitingly crisp and clear.
And Ed had ever intention of taking advantage of that.
Stepping on one end of the sled she had transfigured from a broken chair in an empty classroom, no one seemed to be missing it!, she caught the other end and hoisted it up over her head. It was lightweight, but durable what with all the charms she had put on it and it was begging, absolutely begging her!, to be used. Letting out a shout of excitement, Ed intented to do just that as she ran forward, out towards open space.
LOCATION: Outside; On the Grounds
WEEK: 72
TIME: Wednesday; Daytime
WHAT: SLEDDING SNOW TIME FUN 8DDD
RATING: Probably no higher than G or PG.
Ed jumped in place, warming herself up as a wide grin spread across her face. Despite the warm clothes she was wearing at the moment, quite a difference from her normal school uniform and lack of shoes, the air still had quite the bite. The past two weeks had been a roller coaster of emotions for the young girl, what with so many of her friends leaving. Despite her eccentric personality, even she felt the loss of each friend. Still, she wasn't one to remain sad for long and the recent snowfall had been just the thing she needed at the moment. A distraction perhaps, or a sign of a new slate. Everything was covered in a sheen of white fluff, from the ground to the trees to the buildings of the school. It was all wonderfully, invitingly crisp and clear.
And Ed had ever intention of taking advantage of that.
Stepping on one end of the sled she had transfigured from a broken chair in an empty classroom, no one seemed to be missing it!, she caught the other end and hoisted it up over her head. It was lightweight, but durable what with all the charms she had put on it and it was begging, absolutely begging her!, to be used. Letting out a shout of excitement, Ed intented to do just that as she ran forward, out towards open space.