Room 524 to Room 232
Mercy was packing her stuff. Not happily, but she was packing it.
Which largely meant scooping up piles of clothes and stuff and cramming it into bags and suitcases. All while in the stupid uniform that itched and made her wish she could just shift into a coyote and disappear into the woods.
She liked rooming with Billie. She liked being up on the 5th floor.
But the stupid visitors were making all sorts of stupid changes and since she actually liked it here and didn't want the school shut down, she'd go along with it.
For now.
When she got to her new room she dumped all of her stuff on the bed furthest from the door and on the floor surrounding it. Then she opened the window wide and stood staring out it glumly. Coyotes may be adaptable creatures, but nothing said they had to be happy about adapting.
[OOC: Door(s) and post open and welcome for anyone to tag in particularly the old and new roommates.]
Which largely meant scooping up piles of clothes and stuff and cramming it into bags and suitcases. All while in the stupid uniform that itched and made her wish she could just shift into a coyote and disappear into the woods.
She liked rooming with Billie. She liked being up on the 5th floor.
But the stupid visitors were making all sorts of stupid changes and since she actually liked it here and didn't want the school shut down, she'd go along with it.
For now.
When she got to her new room she dumped all of her stuff on the bed furthest from the door and on the floor surrounding it. Then she opened the window wide and stood staring out it glumly. Coyotes may be adaptable creatures, but nothing said they had to be happy about adapting.
[OOC: Door(s) and post open and welcome for anyone to tag in particularly the old and new roommates.]