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behind the dorms - thursday after classes - 9/10

After everything in Ethics, Liir was in a bit of a mood.

The mood wasn't good or bad, precisely, but it was different from his usual busy contentedness. He didn't want to cook, didn't want to bake, didn't want to work on magic or consider the rest of his classwork. The strange thrill that had spiraled up his spine and made his heart pound while talking to the professor was coiled in his stomach now, awake and alive but seemingly content to wait once more.

He wasn't sure he liked it. He wasn't sure it was healthy. He'd been reasonably sure it'd died with Elphaba in her tower over two years ago but then it had shot through him like a lightning bolt, and the strange taste of it at the back of this throat. Well, it wasn't a taste, perhaps; maybe a sensation? He couldn't tell.

All the same, he was outside and he was kicking a soccer ball (a gooseball, if funnily colored) into a tree at different speeds and angles to practice by himself because of it. That had to mean something.

[open, very much so...though I'll have a couple of hours of transit before I pick up tags]
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[personal profile] trigons_child 2009-09-11 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
"Very well," Raven said. "I am sorry to have bothered you then."
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[personal profile] trigons_child 2009-09-11 02:59 am (UTC)(link)
She managed a smile back. "I will not do so again, then," she said. She paused a moment, then suggested, "Perhaps if you apologize to Professor Skywalker, he will change his mind about detention."
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[personal profile] trigons_child 2009-09-11 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
Raven sighed mentally. She'd been afraid he would have that reaction, but she had to ask.

"Have a good afternoon, Liir," she said. Maybe she'd find Joan and ask her if she had an idea what was going on. "I think I am going to go for a walk on the beach, but I am certain I will see you soon."