Second floor common room, Friday afternoon

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Cassandra had been making herself scarce over the past week or so. That meant she was falling into her old, solitary habits, and she didn't really want that.

So today she decided to be social. A lot of people seemed to do that with food. Cassandra decided that she could try that too. Which wasn't a bad plan except that... she couldn't cook.

Instead of making food, she was standing, looking around at the various kitchen utensils, appearing very confused.

The grounds: Friday morning [before classes]

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It was a nice enough morning that Karal went down to the stables early, so he'd have time to take Trenor out to graze before opening the library.

The two were making their slow way across the lawn, Trenor occasionally dropping his head to pick at the grass, Karal more than a little distracted as he looked up into the sky, the lead rope loose in his hand.

[ooc: open, yessss.]