Marissa walked down the corridor, looking around, people here and there, talking, yelling, scheming, all normal. But still tension stood in the air. The tension she didn't like, yes she was no professor at divination or anything of that matter, but still something just seemed wrong. She really had no comment to it though. Well even if she did, would people actually hear her voice? Not like anyone wanted to listen to a pointless speech of exactly why she thought everyone was in danger or anything? Who would listen to a random student who had never spoken up in her life?

She continued to walk down the corridor, glancing here and there at the groups of students talking... she pasued as two people caught her eye and just stared in a rather poor manner and listened in...


ooc- yeah sorry this doesn't go with my last post, but the plot took a turn so I had to randomly jump back in and this was the best time I could do it, sorry