OoC: Hey. Ashlie---let me invade. Apologies in advance.

Sigh.

This was impossible. Why was it like this? No matter how hard she tried, even through all this years, it just wouldn't get through her head. Shutting the textbook rashly, the pale girl snarled.

"Bloody History of Magic," was her utterance. "Who needs it anyways?"

Annoyed and frustrated she began patting her robes, her destination had been the water fountain but having seen it crowded from afar she decided that a shady tree was a good enough spot to inflate her brain with nonsensical dates and names.

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Jose artfully avoided the scary girl by the tree and squinted at the crowd at the water fountain, she recognized several people from a distance by how they looked.

She recognized Mozzie by the unworldly screech in her voice when she became excited.

God bless her. Idly she stood, pushing Rodolfo aside. "Go back. Back I say!"