Crash Landing
x x  Run, run, run. So much to catch up on. The sound of footsteps filled the second floor corridor as a young Gryffindor ran through it, her footsteps speeding up faster, faster, faster, until she was just a blur of robes, trying not to trip over her own feet. Ever since spring break, Lucille had been behind on her classes. And the normally punctual Gryffindor was now barely making it before the door to her class closed and locked. Thankfully, she wasn't rushing to a class right now, no, she was running to her dormitory after some well deserved lunch to catch up on some studying before a quiz. Lucille was burnt out, almost having had enough of everything, and there were times when she felt she might break down in tears at the slightest inconvenience. But the sun doesn't stop shining, and neither does Lucille, constantly becoming that one beacon of light for all. Currently, the beacon of light held a stack of books almost as tall as her, precariously balanced as she weaved through students, teetering left and right and threatening to fall. One can imagine that this scenario could never end well, but Lucille did not have that foresight. At long last, her luck ran out, and her robes got caught in her legs. Lucille went flying, crashing onto the floor, her books falling in front of her in a surprisingly orderly fashion, with the one at the top going furthest straight ahead, while the one at the bottom landed right on her elbows. Lucille winced, but that wasn't where the pain was greatest. Instead, she bent her knee, inspecting it, and running a hand over it. There was a little bump on it, swollen like a cartoon, and Lucille almost yelped as she touched the sore spot. That would teach her to not go running around the halls. Where was a prefect to stop you when you needed one? And of course, her good fortune didn't end there. The book at the top of the stack slid forward, crashing into someone's feet. Lucille looked up, only to see a boy. "I am so sorry," she started, and Lucille could feel her signature rambling coming on. "I really didn't expect that; I can't imagine what happened." Perhaps an exaggeration, considering she knew exactly what happened, but what she meant was she would never have expected to fall like that. Lucille attempted to stand up, only to wince at the pain and decided that she'd let herself rest for a second. Instead of bounding around like a ball of energy, the girl gingerly began to pick up the books near her. "Would you mind getting that for me?" she asked, looking up at the boy with pleading eyes and pointing to the book nearest to him and furthest from her. She recognized him, but she couldn't quite remember his name. She was sure he was in some of her classes, though. The girl soon realized she was blocking the way for quite a few students, and shuffled backwards until she was leaning against the wall. She looked up at the boy with an apologetic smile. Her former rambling had been cut short with the pain in her knee, but Lucille was getting ready to start once more. "I'm guessing you didn't expect this is how your afternoon would go, did you?" She joked. It appeared the girl was intent on making conversation, or at least making up for her crash landing. |  STA 7 EVA 7 STR 6 WIS 5 ARC 6 ACC 4 calming presence x x x  |
| sta 7 eva 7 str 6 wis 5 arc 6 acc 4 calming presence | iNPC: Antoine de Laurent |