Room 209, Thursday night
Mar. 9th, 2006 07:30 pmAfter getting back from Baltimore, Aeryn kind of doesn't hate everything. It surprises her, too. But she actually talked to people, so doesn't feel bad about closing herself off in her room instead of heading to the common room- not that she would anyway. She still has catchup work to do, anyway.
About ten minutes after starting on it, though, she stands up from her chair and retrieves her bag from the closet. She doesn't ignore everything inside, but doesn't pay too much attention on purpose, instead focusing on the polar bear pictures O'Neill drew their first week here. Just to see if they're accurate. Of course, they aren't. And if she's taking those out, she might as well take Rory's drawing out, too, and if she's doing that, she might as well find the pictures Rory sent her from Professor Skeeter's class. And if they're already out...
They don't go on the wall, but they do end up on the desk to distract her.
[As always, door's closed but knockable, should you be so inclined.]
About ten minutes after starting on it, though, she stands up from her chair and retrieves her bag from the closet. She doesn't ignore everything inside, but doesn't pay too much attention on purpose, instead focusing on the polar bear pictures O'Neill drew their first week here. Just to see if they're accurate. Of course, they aren't. And if she's taking those out, she might as well take Rory's drawing out, too, and if she's doing that, she might as well find the pictures Rory sent her from Professor Skeeter's class. And if they're already out...
They don't go on the wall, but they do end up on the desk to distract her.
[As always, door's closed but knockable, should you be so inclined.]