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Stefan · 11-10-2021, 04:11 PM

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Originally Posted by astrocat

“Hey professor.” For once, Ash had dressed warmly. She had long sleeves, and a jacket. Even a hat. And she had gloves and a scarf in her pocket. She had actually decided to be responsible today... after all she didn’t intend to freeze.

She stood next to Noah and stuck her hands in her pockets. “I find it kinda funny that the only time I bothered to dress warmly was to stand inside of a classroom.” In the actual outdoors, she never dressed warmly enough. And that was a little dumb.

She pulled on her gloves. Then she tried and failed to put on her scarf... maybe she should have put it on before her gloves? But she didn’t wanna take her gloves off... hmm. This appeared to be a problem.

Typical Ash. She could blow things up and create beautiful art and do cool surfing tricks... but putting on a scarf with gloved hands? Nah. That was too hard.

After sharing a good laugh with a classmate while waiting for the others to arrive, Noah turned to the familiar voice, lifting a brow ever so slightly at her remark, and eyed the way she battled with her scarf. "Well, I'm not even surprised." Noah shook his head and grinned at his pseudo little sister, "Scarf first, then the gloves." he added as he went on to help Ash get ready for class, tying the thick material around her neck snugly. "You're welcome."

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After patting Ash's head once, Noah shifted his attention to Professor Carton up front, signalling the start of class. Survival? Food was the first thing that came to mind, but given that he cannot conjure food out of thin air, he'd have to settle for the next best thing: "Shelter, professor. Especially if we have this kind of condition. We'd freeze to death if we don't have that extra layer of warmth." it pays to be an outdoor person, really.

11-10-2021, 04:11 PM	#14 (permalink)
Stefan Abraxan Join Date: Feb 2011 Location: Under Blueprints Posts: 25,496 Hogwarts RPG Name: Mackenzie Alistaire Mordaunt Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Yoji Christopher Reed Ravenclaw First Year x12 x12	Jedi Master•General Iroh•Java Junkie• King ♛ Stefan •Mycroft Holmes•Dragon Lord•Druid Boy Quote: Originally Posted by astrocat “Hey professor.” For once, Ash had dressed warmly. She had long sleeves, and a jacket. Even a hat. And she had gloves and a scarf in her pocket. She had actually decided to be responsible today... after all she didn’t intend to freeze. She stood next to Noah and stuck her hands in her pockets. “I find it kinda funny that the only time I bothered to dress warmly was to stand inside of a classroom.” In the actual outdoors, she never dressed warmly enough. And that was a little dumb. She pulled on her gloves. Then she tried and failed to put on her scarf... maybe she should have put it on before her gloves? But she didn’t wanna take her gloves off... hmm. This appeared to be a problem. Typical Ash. She could blow things up and create beautiful art and do cool surfing tricks... but putting on a scarf with gloved hands? Nah. That was too hard. After sharing a good laugh with a classmate while waiting for the others to arrive, Noah turned to the familiar voice, lifting a brow ever so slightly at her remark, and eyed the way she battled with her scarf. "Well, I'm not even surprised." Noah shook his head and grinned at his pseudo little sister, "Scarf first, then the gloves." he added as he went on to help Ash get ready for class, tying the thick material around her neck snugly. "You're welcome." --- After patting Ash's head once, Noah shifted his attention to Professor Carton up front, signalling the start of class. Survival? Food was the first thing that came to mind, but given that he cannot conjure food out of thin air, he'd have to settle for the next best thing: "Shelter, professor. Especially if we have this kind of condition. We'd freeze to death if we don't have that extra layer of warmth." it pays to be an outdoor person, really. __________________ "It didn't go quite as planned." \| The Underground Studio Translation: I may have caused irreversible damage on a monumental scale.