Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26443603-20150404235816/@comment-32663439-20150407031706

(Dammit, I hate it when I can't get on the computer all day. Everything happens without me...)

Lucille sat down in a bunk that was against the wall. She leaned against the wall, annoyed. When the Nevermore appeared, she had frozen in her seat, rigid with fear. How was she supposed to become an honor student, when she froze up when a Grimm appeared? She angrily pulled her goggles off of her head, tossing them next to her satchel, which was sitting next to her.

(I'll be here for a bit, and if anyone wants to socialize with other students, now is the time, otherwise I'll initiate the timeskip until morning soon.)