[ Perhaps understandably, nobody sees much of Bryn prior to Thursday. She spends pretty much all of Tuesday and Wednesday avoiding everybody, in what you could charitably call giving them space and less charitably call sulking. Your call on which one is most accurate.
Given that no one has come for her head by Thursday, though, it seems safe to venture out. If you're one of her roomies in the Evocation dorm, you might come across her as she's getting ready to head out. Once she realizes she's been spotting, she sort of fluffs up in a manner not unlike an angry Ghibli character. ]
... What?
[ Her tone is sulky and a little defensive but she doesn't seem to be about to deny that she did, in fact, fuck up. Bare minimum achieved!
Assuming she's left to her own devices, Bryn spends most of the day in the library. She might not be all that impressed with the selection of books they have, but it's better than nothing and reading means she has a great excuse to not be talking to anybody. She's doing her best to keep to herself in here, but if someone approaches to talk, she won't turn them away.
She's in the library for most of the day, but come evening when she's certain most people won't be around, Bryn makes for the training room with the envelope that set all this off in the first place. She finds some adhesive tack in the storage room and fixes the photo inside against the wall then roots around until she finds something she can throw at it. One of the weights should do. Except...
Even once she scoops up one of the biggest weights and hefts it back, she can't quite bring herself to follow through with the throw. She stays like that for an almost comically long time before, with an inarticulate noise of frustration, letting the weight smash back down to the floor and snatching the photo off the wall. Without any idea of what else she can do with herself, she ends up huddled in the corner, staring at the photo with an expression that's impossible to read. ]
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Given that no one has come for her head by Thursday, though, it seems safe to venture out. If you're one of her roomies in the Evocation dorm, you might come across her as she's getting ready to head out. Once she realizes she's been spotting, she sort of fluffs up in a manner not unlike an angry Ghibli character. ]
... What?
[ Her tone is sulky and a little defensive but she doesn't seem to be about to deny that she did, in fact, fuck up. Bare minimum achieved!
Assuming she's left to her own devices, Bryn spends most of the day in the library. She might not be all that impressed with the selection of books they have, but it's better than nothing and reading means she has a great excuse to not be talking to anybody. She's doing her best to keep to herself in here, but if someone approaches to talk, she won't turn them away.
She's in the library for most of the day, but come evening when she's certain most people won't be around, Bryn makes for the training room with the envelope that set all this off in the first place. She finds some adhesive tack in the storage room and fixes the photo inside against the wall then roots around until she finds something she can throw at it. One of the weights should do. Except...
Even once she scoops up one of the biggest weights and hefts it back, she can't quite bring herself to follow through with the throw. She stays like that for an almost comically long time before, with an inarticulate noise of frustration, letting the weight smash back down to the floor and snatching the photo off the wall. Without any idea of what else she can do with herself, she ends up huddled in the corner, staring at the photo with an expression that's impossible to read. ]