gonna getchagetchagetchagetcha one way--
Characters: Ha-Neul, Nanao, anyone else who feels like butting in
Summary: Wandering Nomad Syndrome strikes again! She can't stay in one place, sooo--
Time: 7 pm- 8pm
Location: Starting in the second floor, just outside room 206~
Warnings: ... moonie.
She had no paperwork, the books in her rooms were all meant for leisure studying since she didn't take a subject-- and as much as the languages and entertainment of foreign cultures fascinated her, Ha-Neul had only learned to read more than a handful of phrases a year ago, not all her life like most of the others in the school. While she had an admirable amount of determination and focus, most pages had to be reread three or four times. Her pride wouldn't let her go to anyone else and ask them what this or that word meant; she pretended to not have a problem.
It was all worth it, anyway.
However, she could only sit on her ass and stare at text for so long before her eyes started to swim and keeping still became nigh impossible. Not really aware of the time, or bothering to dress back up in her suit (at least she had the sense to pull on a long-sleeved shirt that probably wasn't hers, but came down to her knees, smelled nice and was comfortable), Ha-Neul slipped out of the room she'd been lurking in for the night. The woman paced in a tight circle for a second, gripping one of the miniature bells Iseul used to collect, then wandered off down the hall slowly and aimlessly.
Summary: Wandering Nomad Syndrome strikes again! She can't stay in one place, sooo--
Time: 7 pm- 8pm
Location: Starting in the second floor, just outside room 206~
Warnings: ... moonie.
She had no paperwork, the books in her rooms were all meant for leisure studying since she didn't take a subject-- and as much as the languages and entertainment of foreign cultures fascinated her, Ha-Neul had only learned to read more than a handful of phrases a year ago, not all her life like most of the others in the school. While she had an admirable amount of determination and focus, most pages had to be reread three or four times. Her pride wouldn't let her go to anyone else and ask them what this or that word meant; she pretended to not have a problem.
It was all worth it, anyway.
However, she could only sit on her ass and stare at text for so long before her eyes started to swim and keeping still became nigh impossible. Not really aware of the time, or bothering to dress back up in her suit (at least she had the sense to pull on a long-sleeved shirt that probably wasn't hers, but came down to her knees, smelled nice and was comfortable), Ha-Neul slipped out of the room she'd been lurking in for the night. The woman paced in a tight circle for a second, gripping one of the miniature bells Iseul used to collect, then wandered off down the hall slowly and aimlessly.