Relaxation
Nov 13, 2014 4:39:05 GMT -8
Post by NekoNomi on Nov 13, 2014 4:39:05 GMT -8
It had been a long day for Zurianna. There had been the usual round of lessons and exercise and chores, which could be tiring in and of itself, even with several turns to get used to it. Then there had been her latest stint in the archives, with a very old record, one which was just about crumbling in her hands and with writing so small that it must have been difficult to read even when it had been new. The work had left with her the niggling start of a headache, but also a sense of exhausted pride at having successfully completed her work.
There was a wineskin on the low table in front of the comfortable couch which Zuri currently occupied, a glass held lightly in her hands. The couch itself was a touch threadbare, as would be expected of something which had been given into the care of generations of rider hopefuls. Overall though, Zurianna found the common room a rather comfortable place, despite the way everyone always seemed to be making a mess of the place. Perhaps that was why she found it relaxing, the common room being a place where there was supposed to be a certain amount of mess and chaos and where she wasn't responsible for it's state.
With a sigh, Zuri balanced her glass on the arm of the chair and rubbed her temples with the tips of her fingers, trying to push back the start of a headache.
There was a wineskin on the low table in front of the comfortable couch which Zuri currently occupied, a glass held lightly in her hands. The couch itself was a touch threadbare, as would be expected of something which had been given into the care of generations of rider hopefuls. Overall though, Zurianna found the common room a rather comfortable place, despite the way everyone always seemed to be making a mess of the place. Perhaps that was why she found it relaxing, the common room being a place where there was supposed to be a certain amount of mess and chaos and where she wasn't responsible for it's state.
With a sigh, Zuri balanced her glass on the arm of the chair and rubbed her temples with the tips of her fingers, trying to push back the start of a headache.
