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diatu2021-08-02 11:07 pm
unswervingcompanion) wrote in diatu2021-08-02 11:07 pm
Storm
Who: Hendrik & YOU during a storm
What: Hail happens.
Where: Starts outside of the library
When: First couple of days
Warnings: None expected but will change if it does
All he wanted to do was relax. It had been a long day to bear up under the rote of classwork again and Hendrik was just tired. So he recalled having tea one night long ago and wanted to see if somehow someway that tea still existed. The knight closed his book with a sigh and decided to get up because tea just wasn't going to magically appear though that would be an interesting spell to create or learn. It would come in handy too, just to have food show up, so maybe that was something that he would work on another day.
Standing up to his full six foot seven frame, Hendrik collected his books and put them securely in his small leather knapsack. He no sooner opened the heavy oak wood door when he thought he saw small pellets of white coming down. Undeterred, he shouldered the sack and went to the edge of the cover with his brown leather glove outstretched. He then scowled as he began being pelted with the white things, which bounced harmlessly off of him at first.
"I do not recall seeing weather such as this the last time I was here."
What: Hail happens.
Where: Starts outside of the library
When: First couple of days
Warnings: None expected but will change if it does
All he wanted to do was relax. It had been a long day to bear up under the rote of classwork again and Hendrik was just tired. So he recalled having tea one night long ago and wanted to see if somehow someway that tea still existed. The knight closed his book with a sigh and decided to get up because tea just wasn't going to magically appear though that would be an interesting spell to create or learn. It would come in handy too, just to have food show up, so maybe that was something that he would work on another day.
Standing up to his full six foot seven frame, Hendrik collected his books and put them securely in his small leather knapsack. He no sooner opened the heavy oak wood door when he thought he saw small pellets of white coming down. Undeterred, he shouldered the sack and went to the edge of the cover with his brown leather glove outstretched. He then scowled as he began being pelted with the white things, which bounced harmlessly off of him at first.
"I do not recall seeing weather such as this the last time I was here."