The group of six stopped for a moment to admire the beautiful building before them. The school clearly had spared no expense in providing comfort for its precious students.
The walls all had beautiful designs painted on them, and every window had a balcony; some with chairs, some without. In some windows could be seen what looked like recreation rooms, while all those that appeared to be living quarters were designed according to the inhabitant's personal tastes. And that was just what it looked like on the outside; it was probably even nicer on the inside.
A lovely smell wafted over to them from the building, most likely the smells from lunch break.
The group began whispering among themselves.
"Living here is going to be so much nicer than at the Holy Temple."
"Look at the size of those rooms!"
"Beds... Look so comfy... Nice sleep..." The others looked at Ceo in pity.
"Well, what're we waiting for? Let's go!" They set off towards the building.
"Um... Excuse me..." They had been watched by the onlookers the entire time, and one shy looking girl had stepped forwards to say what everyone else had been thinking.
"This is the girl's dorm... The boy's dorm is over there..." She pointed.
The group's gazes followed the line of her finger to a different building, enclosed by a different fence. It was a very strict looking building, with a military style atmosphere.
This building was plain wood, no paint. No recreation rooms. No window balconies. No room personalization. And, perhaps most importantly of all, a rancid smell oozed out of it.
This sight made Grisia think, although he would never admit it, 'Perhaps being a girl on this mission wasn't such a bad thing after all.'
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I hope I described everything good? I think I got the point across, maybe? -Syra
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Re: Undercover (*^*)/
Date: 2014-06-20 08:28 pm (UTC)The group of six stopped for a moment to admire the beautiful building before them. The school clearly had spared no expense in providing comfort for its precious students.
The walls all had beautiful designs painted on them, and every window had a balcony; some with chairs, some without. In some windows could be seen what looked like recreation rooms, while all those that appeared to be living quarters were designed according to the inhabitant's personal tastes. And that was just what it looked like on the outside; it was probably even nicer on the inside.
A lovely smell wafted over to them from the building, most likely the smells from lunch break.
The group began whispering among themselves.
"Living here is going to be so much nicer than at the Holy Temple."
"Look at the size of those rooms!"
"Beds... Look so comfy... Nice sleep..." The others looked at Ceo in pity.
"Well, what're we waiting for? Let's go!" They set off towards the building.
"Um... Excuse me..." They had been watched by the onlookers the entire time, and one shy looking girl had stepped forwards to say what everyone else had been thinking.
"This is the girl's dorm... The boy's dorm is over there..." She pointed.
The group's gazes followed the line of her finger to a different building, enclosed by a different fence. It was a very strict looking building, with a military style atmosphere.
This building was plain wood, no paint. No recreation rooms. No window balconies. No room personalization. And, perhaps most importantly of all, a rancid smell oozed out of it.
This sight made Grisia think, although he would never admit it, 'Perhaps being a girl on this mission wasn't such a bad thing after all.'
- - - - -
I hope I described everything good? I think I got the point across, maybe?
-Syra