- Messages
- 305
- OOC First Name
- Chamomile Tee
- Sexual Orientation
- her violin
- Wand
- Curly 13 Inch Flexible Hornbeam Wand with Hippogriff Feather Core
- Age
- 2/2030
Zar's suspicions weren't wrong: there really was an adventure at every corner. The moment she found out this weird place existed, an old bathroom filled cobwebs and broken sinks, Zara knew that this could be a very fun place indeed. So in her hand she carried a bucket, and in her bucket she carried a number of balloons just waiting to be filled. Slipping past the door to the antiquated lavatory, she wrinkled her nose at the damp floor for a moment, wondering if any of it was overflowing toilet water. Shrugging eventually, figuring that at least it didn't smell terrible (if at least a little musky), Zar marched straight on towards what she thought to be one of the few working sinks after a thorough investigation earlier in the week.
And so she started the process of filling up her balloons, stretching and blowing a little bit of air in them before attaching the opening of the balloon to a faucet and carefully letting in water. Making sure she had enough space to tie each balloon, she continuously repeated this process and dropped the finished balloons back in to the bucket. It was a painstaking process, especially when she broke one and had to start all over again. But it was a necessary evil, and Zara thought only of the fun she could have with them. She knew that a few of her dorm mates and friends would probably be hanging outside as it was a beautiful day and Zara had it all planned out: she would finish filling these up before sneaking up behind them slowly and pelting them to their ultimate doom! Of course that's why she had to fill up so many; Zara knew they would want to retaliate and she wasn't so unfair as to not let them have the chance.
Finishing up another balloon, Zara started to tie up the balloon as she heard the sound of footsteps. Realizing another was there, out of surprise she clumsily fumbled with the balloon she was holding, eyes widening in terror as she dropped it on herself. It burst and she was left with the front of her shirt drenched, making a mess. Blinking, Zar turned to greet the newcomer. "Er... Hello?"
And so she started the process of filling up her balloons, stretching and blowing a little bit of air in them before attaching the opening of the balloon to a faucet and carefully letting in water. Making sure she had enough space to tie each balloon, she continuously repeated this process and dropped the finished balloons back in to the bucket. It was a painstaking process, especially when she broke one and had to start all over again. But it was a necessary evil, and Zara thought only of the fun she could have with them. She knew that a few of her dorm mates and friends would probably be hanging outside as it was a beautiful day and Zara had it all planned out: she would finish filling these up before sneaking up behind them slowly and pelting them to their ultimate doom! Of course that's why she had to fill up so many; Zara knew they would want to retaliate and she wasn't so unfair as to not let them have the chance.
Finishing up another balloon, Zara started to tie up the balloon as she heard the sound of footsteps. Realizing another was there, out of surprise she clumsily fumbled with the balloon she was holding, eyes widening in terror as she dropped it on herself. It burst and she was left with the front of her shirt drenched, making a mess. Blinking, Zar turned to greet the newcomer. "Er... Hello?"