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The pot had given Nina quite a scare, but she easily recovered and nodded at Eiji. She was fine. Terrified? Immensely. But also okay. Had she ducked a second or two later, perhaps that would have been an entirely different story. As it was, however, she was fine. Everyone else looked okay too, which was a relief as their numbers began growing.
The seventh year was getting ready to answer her housemates questions (though she really had no idea how to answer them), but fortunately Professor Rainwater came running their way. She usually wasn’t a fan of his (he was far too theatrical), but he knew what he was doing and Nina could appreciate that. Without any hesitation, she took one of the metal bins and put it over her head. She likely looked ridiculous. It was far too big and probably riddled with dirt(!!) and in any other circumstance she would have refused. After the initial scare with the pot, however, she had zero complaints (she had many complaints but she wouldn’t be voicing them) (ahem).
……………… Nina would have much rather worked alongside Eiji in picking plants for Professor Recard. Why did she have the leftovers? What sort of job was that!? She almost complained when another gust of wind reminded her that there was a time and place. So, um, instead she grabbed a wheelbarrow and rolled it over towards Orion.
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