slyths: open (multiple threads encouraged!)
Blodwyn was perched on a chair in front of several textbooks and a scroll of parchment, closely examining the closest textbook to her and occasionally pausing from her readings to pen something in her slanted, neat handwriting on her essay parchment. An essay for History of Magic was due in the next week and even as much as she liked the subject she was getting frustrated with the obscure material she was being required to find just to compose a decent argument. It didn't help that if she tried to cross-reference something, it never popped up in another book.
Shaking her head as she dropped her quill, Blodwyn gritted her teeth and attempted to continue scribbling away, at least until someone sat down just near her, obscuring her (admittedly quite dim) light source and causing her to look up with a twinge of annoyance and actually some relief for a disturbance to her irritating essay.
Shaking her head as she dropped her quill, Blodwyn gritted her teeth and attempted to continue scribbling away, at least until someone sat down just near her, obscuring her (admittedly quite dim) light source and causing her to look up with a twinge of annoyance and actually some relief for a disturbance to her irritating essay.