Third Floor Common Room - Mid-Morning Tuesday

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He didn't have class for a while, since it was a Tuesday, but it had never been in his nature to sleep overly much; as such, he was in the common room. He'd originally thought of going out for a trip on the broom, but the foul weather had put that plan out of his mind quick enough. He'd seen the remainders of an old barn that'd been struck by lightning once; while he didn't know much about how it worked, he knew well enough that it wouldn't be wise to provide a closer target.

As such, he sat by the window with a book on crystology, since the television was horribly distracting (off or on). He wasn't taking notes just yet since he wanted to get a good idea of how the whole of the science worked before he started making assumptions on what might work for his invention, and it was all very interesting. So many choices he hadn't even known about, and the pictures showed so many beautiful things, some of which he remembered from the Magic Box. He'd have to pick one of those; you can't make something with parts you don't have, after all.

[open as common rooms are]

The roof: Tuesday morning at dawn

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

After the past weekend, Karal needed the comfort of the Dawn Rites. The slow, measured words, the ritual of greeting the sun, the prayers to Vkandis that had been part of him since childhood.

Wishing, in a way he hadn't for a long time, that there was a Temple on the island, he made his way up to the roof of the dorms, moving to stand at the edge and look out over the ocean as the sun began to rise.

With a deep breath, he began to speak, the soft, liquid sound of Karsite carrying clearly across the roof. He closed his eyes, head tilted to follow the rising sun, breathing slow and even as peace settled over him.

[ooc: open roof is open, of course.]