Where It's So White As Snow ♫
WHO: Griffith Albion [i_sacrifice] & Mulan Fa [notabride]; Closed.
LOCATION: The Great Hall
WEEK: Seventy-Three
TIME: Monday; After Lunch
WHAT: Continuing with their earlier made plans, Mulan and Griffith meet in the Great Hall to go over the coursework he's missed.
RATING: PG-ish
Mulan adjusted the strap of her book bag she carried as she entered through the doors of the Great Hall, ready to set it aside when she met Griffith once again. The bag was charmed for both a light weight and extra space and felt no heavier than as if it was empty, despite the many books and scrolls that were in it. When she and Griffith had made their earlier plans to meet they hadn't exactly discussed what he wanted to catch up on first, so she had just added whatever books weren't already in the bag and brought pretty much everything. She could always use an accio spell for anything else.
Glancing about for the mass of silver that was his hair, she took in a deep breath, inhaling the scent of a hot brew of tea someone held. Tea sounded nice about now and she had half a mind to conjure everything up for one as soon as she took a seat. A fiasco with some fourth year's elemental summoning gone wrong during her early morning training had still left her feeling a bit of a chill.
Finally locating her fellow 6th year, it was a bit more difficult than usual with the holiday decorations as his hair blended in quite well, she made her way across the hall with ease. It had been a good deal of time since they had last seen each other and she couldn't help but feel some excitement at meeting him once again, face to face.
"Hi Griffith," she smiled, setting her bag down as she slid into her seat. "Did you have a nice lunch?"
LOCATION: The Great Hall
WEEK: Seventy-Three
TIME: Monday; After Lunch
WHAT: Continuing with their earlier made plans, Mulan and Griffith meet in the Great Hall to go over the coursework he's missed.
RATING: PG-ish
Mulan adjusted the strap of her book bag she carried as she entered through the doors of the Great Hall, ready to set it aside when she met Griffith once again. The bag was charmed for both a light weight and extra space and felt no heavier than as if it was empty, despite the many books and scrolls that were in it. When she and Griffith had made their earlier plans to meet they hadn't exactly discussed what he wanted to catch up on first, so she had just added whatever books weren't already in the bag and brought pretty much everything. She could always use an accio spell for anything else.
Glancing about for the mass of silver that was his hair, she took in a deep breath, inhaling the scent of a hot brew of tea someone held. Tea sounded nice about now and she had half a mind to conjure everything up for one as soon as she took a seat. A fiasco with some fourth year's elemental summoning gone wrong during her early morning training had still left her feeling a bit of a chill.
Finally locating her fellow 6th year, it was a bit more difficult than usual with the holiday decorations as his hair blended in quite well, she made her way across the hall with ease. It had been a good deal of time since they had last seen each other and she couldn't help but feel some excitement at meeting him once again, face to face.
"Hi Griffith," she smiled, setting her bag down as she slid into her seat. "Did you have a nice lunch?"