Not Everyone Loves Fairy Tail
WHO: Levy McGarden, Gazille Redfox
LOCATION: A darkened hallway not far from the Ancient Runes classroom
WEEK: 67
TIME: After classes but before dinner
WHAT: Evil Threat Time of Meanness
RATING: PG-13 for language.
Ancient Runes had ended a while ago, but Levy was still near to the classroom. She’d found the day’s assignment quite interesting, and had promptly opened up her books and sat down in the hallway to do some further studying. “The Salamander used to represent the number six refers to the six hours the lizard can survive outside of a fire...” She smiled to herself as she quietly took notes, voicing out loud anything she wanted to make a special note of. Natsu probably wouldn’t care about such a fact, but it was entertaining to herself in any case.
It was not uncommon for books to entangle Levy in a place where time was of no consequence. Of course, this made her need to rush to catch up with the rest of the world once she’d snapped back to reality. A murmured, “Lumos,” kept enough light around the blue haired girl for her to continue reading in peace. The shadows grew in size around her, but it was only barely evening. Unless her stomach growled to signal her need for dinner, it was likely that she would remain cross-legged on the floor for some time to come
LOCATION: A darkened hallway not far from the Ancient Runes classroom
WEEK: 67
TIME: After classes but before dinner
WHAT: Evil Threat Time of Meanness
RATING: PG-13 for language.
Ancient Runes had ended a while ago, but Levy was still near to the classroom. She’d found the day’s assignment quite interesting, and had promptly opened up her books and sat down in the hallway to do some further studying. “The Salamander used to represent the number six refers to the six hours the lizard can survive outside of a fire...” She smiled to herself as she quietly took notes, voicing out loud anything she wanted to make a special note of. Natsu probably wouldn’t care about such a fact, but it was entertaining to herself in any case.
It was not uncommon for books to entangle Levy in a place where time was of no consequence. Of course, this made her need to rush to catch up with the rest of the world once she’d snapped back to reality. A murmured, “Lumos,” kept enough light around the blue haired girl for her to continue reading in peace. The shadows grew in size around her, but it was only barely evening. Unless her stomach growled to signal her need for dinner, it was likely that she would remain cross-legged on the floor for some time to come