ACTIVE/OPEN
Characters: PIETRO and YOU
Time: During classes
Location: Around the grounds, in the foyer
Content: Pietro plays hooky yet again and spends a little time exploring.
Format: ACTION PLZ for the love of bob
Warnings: None so far, will update. (except that I will be going to bed directly after I post this and will pick up tags in the morning.)
[Pietro woke up bored this morning and decided that another day hiding out from teachers in his room and/or causing low-level mischief about campus sounded stupid. Only here a week or so and already he was going a little nuts from being cooped up in this stupid old house. He never thought he would miss being on the streets in the wintertime, but it sure beat the hell out of having nothing to do but start arguments on the network.
That was why he decided to take the rather ill-thought-out course of action of jumping out his window and into the snow without so much as a coat or hat. The snowfall, at least, had slowed to a light dusting instead of a storm, and with his speed he had no trouble navigating on top of the snow rather than slugging through it. He tried to prolong his exploration by not using his speed, but the grounds proved too big and he too impatient.
Once he'd stalked the perimeter thoroughly, he did did a few laps around the lake. Unsatisfied he tried to run across it, and slipped; it sent him spinning at superspeed into a snowbank on the shore. After lying there a while and hoping that none of his bones were broken, he pushed himself back up and limped toward the mansion.
He came back in through the foyer, dripping wet and shivering from his little adventure. To anyone that didn't know him on sight, he looked pitiful. Or at least very cold.]
Time: During classes
Location: Around the grounds, in the foyer
Content: Pietro plays hooky yet again and spends a little time exploring.
Format: ACTION PLZ for the love of bob
Warnings: None so far, will update. (except that I will be going to bed directly after I post this and will pick up tags in the morning.)
[Pietro woke up bored this morning and decided that another day hiding out from teachers in his room and/or causing low-level mischief about campus sounded stupid. Only here a week or so and already he was going a little nuts from being cooped up in this stupid old house. He never thought he would miss being on the streets in the wintertime, but it sure beat the hell out of having nothing to do but start arguments on the network.
That was why he decided to take the rather ill-thought-out course of action of jumping out his window and into the snow without so much as a coat or hat. The snowfall, at least, had slowed to a light dusting instead of a storm, and with his speed he had no trouble navigating on top of the snow rather than slugging through it. He tried to prolong his exploration by not using his speed, but the grounds proved too big and he too impatient.
Once he'd stalked the perimeter thoroughly, he did did a few laps around the lake. Unsatisfied he tried to run across it, and slipped; it sent him spinning at superspeed into a snowbank on the shore. After lying there a while and hoping that none of his bones were broken, he pushed himself back up and limped toward the mansion.
He came back in through the foyer, dripping wet and shivering from his little adventure. To anyone that didn't know him on sight, he looked pitiful. Or at least very cold.]