Abominable Snowfire [late evening]

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Aravis had spent a fair part of the day walking around the grounds, trying to familiarize herself with the area. Having done that and thoroughly worn out her feet, she'd retired for a brief nap in her cabin earlier.

A bit groggy still, she was curled in front of her campfire, heating a pot of water over the fire to make tea. She'd be more than willing to share.

[bored. visit! she'll share her really strong tea with you!]

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[smartestone]

Hermione's snickering, saying, "The school's poltergeist threw some at her."

[the_merriest]

"Oh, Hermione!" Rikku clapped her hands. And sat up again, still laughing herself silly. "That is so great! Can you ... I can't even picture ..."

She couldn't stop laughing. "More people should do that! Bring them along to public events and just hurl them at people who deserve it. Like one of the maesters during our trial or something. BOOM!"

[smartestone]

"It would get the point across, but likely would also get you kicked out," she says.

[the_merriest]

Rikku laughed. "Yeah. It'd be for those times when you, like, could get away with it. Or were already so screwed it didn't matter. Which is a shame, really."

[smartestone]

"Or if it was really, really worth it," Hermione decides.

[the_merriest]

Rikku beamed at her roommate. "See? I knew you had it in you. We'll make a mutineer out of you yet."