- Messages
- 94
- OOC First Name
- Mina {main}
- Wand
- Pine wood, 12 1/2", Essence of Unicorn mane hair
The weather had considerably lessened up lately, and Aria was quite grateful for that. Well, not all too grateful since all the snow had to melt away but first unceremoniously create a huge mess of ice cold water puddles, all over the friggin grounds, it was literally a nightmare.
So it was in these ground conditions that Arethuse Anna Arbuthnoth had managed back to the palais after the affairs of flying lessons, slightly dripping due to her capacity to be a complete facepalm fail at flying, perhaps there weren't just enough balance in the balance sense...
Anyway and helas, she was now inside changed and transiting to the library when she took an neccesary detour outside again, all because of a headache that came from a bit over-excercise. However, just as she stepped out to the courtyard, her shoes slipped under her and she fell with a very loud splashing sound. She opened her mouth to curse her bad luck, but then shut it as she instead got up with difficulty and surveyed herself. This set of shirt and jeans will have to be de-messed... "Sacre...Verdamnt!" Interrupted in mid-setence she looked around and changed expletitive, she found noone and thought so too until it was proven false.
So it was in these ground conditions that Arethuse Anna Arbuthnoth had managed back to the palais after the affairs of flying lessons, slightly dripping due to her capacity to be a complete facepalm fail at flying, perhaps there weren't just enough balance in the balance sense...
Anyway and helas, she was now inside changed and transiting to the library when she took an neccesary detour outside again, all because of a headache that came from a bit over-excercise. However, just as she stepped out to the courtyard, her shoes slipped under her and she fell with a very loud splashing sound. She opened her mouth to curse her bad luck, but then shut it as she instead got up with difficulty and surveyed herself. This set of shirt and jeans will have to be de-messed... "Sacre...Verdamnt!" Interrupted in mid-setence she looked around and changed expletitive, she found noone and thought so too until it was proven false.