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After settling the arrows back in the quiver, Jessa gave a firm stir to shift them around before replacing it on her back. Humouring the lesson, the girl focused on the question, while her arm reached back to pick an arrow. A part of her tried to feel for the arrow containing the answer she wanted but she didn’t know which it was and would be grabbing blindly anyway.
Resigned to that fact, the Head Girl plucked an arrow and....slowly brought it forward. Despite not taking much stock in these answers, a part of her was still nervous about the answer. It was her own fault really, getting so invested despite her own disbelief.
Jessa looked to the parchment, noticing immediately that there were no words.
.....well then. That...that was answer enough for here. Even whatever divine being that controlled everything was uncertain and if it was meant to know everything then there was no hope for her knowing. There were very few things more terrifying than uncertainty before a decision. She would take this as a bad omen. A warning to steer clear of the situation altogether. That was probably the safest course of action at this point.
Moving on.
Jessa walked up to one of the lines, being sure to stay behind it to avoid the man’s ire. As it turned out, her answers were applicable to her next question so she would simply reuse them. A lot of her questions could be summed up with those answers to be honest. Either she should do it at great risk or avoid it altogether and continue living with the reality she already knew. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to know which she typically preferred.
Once again, she humoured the man by taking a moment to concentrate on her question. She let it meander its way through her mind as it pleased until she felt she had a good enough concept of it. Having watched the man demonstrate with Derf, she opted not to ask for his advice—in case he wasn’t feeling much like repeating.
Before shooting, she tested her bow for the level of tension with the string. When she felt she’d made the right calculation she knotched her arrows, drew them, took a breath before shooting each then watched carefully to see where they would land. Not having looked at them before firing, she had no idea which was which and that in itself made her anxious.
The Ravenclaw stood by while others drew and loosed their arrows, waiting til the last in her line was done before going to retrieve them.
Was she surprised the furthest was once again blank? Honestly....no. Lately she’d felt like her life was one big question mark. The universe was simply cementing that.
Even it didn’t know.
At the dismissal, Jessa neatly restocked all her arrows in the quiver and placed them with the bow on the table. She nodded politely to the professor before collecting her things and leaving.
__________________ Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________
______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.
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