Name: Thea |Age: 20 |Role: bookworm |tags: desmond
Thea onces over herself in the mirror making sure that she didn't have dirt or mud on her. She realized how pink her face was. Why do I feel so nervous? She sighs, brushing up her appearance one last time, admiring the soft sky blue of her dress. She grabs her bag instinctively, about to put it on, she shakes her head. She promised her Mother that she wouldn't keep her nose stuck in a book. She puts a couple leather bound books back in their rightful place on her bookshelf, and a couple of her favorites on her nightstand. She realized the time that had passed and let out an audible gasp, quickly exiting her room. She smiled softly when she realized that Desmond was still outside, perusing the hallway's decor. "Sorry about that, I had to put some books away." She says. "Which way should we go first?" She asks. To the right, there was the rest of the hallway with the rooms, but their looked to be a room on the end that had a door not like the rest of the chambers. To the left was the staircase that lead downstairs, and passed that was the hallway that lead to the training grounds.