Gods and sugar [RAE] Jun 2, 2017 15:15:06 GMT
Post by Katya Kanazaki on Jun 2, 2017 15:15:06 GMT
You knew the game and played it, it kills to know that you have been defeated, I see the wires pulling while you're breathing.
|One pack, two packs…she counted mentally. Making sure she had the correct number of gummy bear packets in her possession. Of all errands a teacher would send a student to do it never crossed her mind one would actually ask a student to ran down into the school store to get him a few packs of processed sugar shaped into tiny bears. Not that she was dissing the treat. She had her own supply of sweets hidden underneath a mix of metal and seals and locked with a key for good measure. |
Ever since she found out her luck kept attracting people who enjoyed kicking her dorm room down. She… had to resort to dire methods in protecting her possessions. Which practically reminded her the need to ask for their resident seals master advise in how to form locking seals or merely ask him if he could lend her one. She frowned as the final sentence of that thought formed. She had a thing against asking people for things she knew she’s very capable of doing. Her pride didn’t mix well with it, until the logical part of her reminded her quite firmly what happens when she dabbles in seals she knew nearly nothing about.
Locking seals ironically were part of that foreign area she hadn’t had much time to train in. Between practicing the other seals Luka had been trying to teach her and other matters…the girl found her time slowly being stretched. Another reason to cause the budding grimace to mar the child’s distant façade. Another sigh as she trailed back to the pathways leading to the Semora, barely noticing the faint swirl coming from a gust of summer’s breeze. She walked maybe for about five minutes. Half mulling over the swirling thoughts trying to beg for her attention until she snapped her attention back to the world of the living once the tip of her shoe nearly collided with the door leading inside.
There was a chill emanating from the wooden surface when she pushed through a bit of force to open the door. Canadian air despite it being the start of summer, still carried a hint of chill at the corner. Walking into the building she made a beeline straight for where she left the man still possibly working on the set of papers needing to be graded. Is it normal to feel a slight bit sympathy towards their teachers, when it came to seeing them having to handle god knows how many stacks of paperwork? She mused, pushing the newest set of thoughts to be added into the collection of afterthoughts she had been assembling. Food for thoughts to feed through the eternal boredom in a vain effort to stave off its spread.
“Professor? I got the sweets you ask for…” She mumbled softly, peeking her head through the half open door way of the silent classroom. No other student in sight, the rest bailing out the second the bell rang lunch time. She hadn’t been all that hungry to drag her arse all the way to cafeteria and enter another battle of bodies to try and get food and then the idea of sitting close to so many people didn’t sit well with her while she lacked the necessary sleep to deal with that chaos.
MADE BY VEL OF GS + WW