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Having gotten the "practice" done and seeing no point in prolonging the action, Jessa had leaned herself against one of the windowsills looking up and out at the northern lights again. It wasn't so much that she was particularly interested in them but rather....she was more interested in them than she was with whatever was going on in the classroom...by default.
She may have continued looking out at the sky too, figuring if she zoned out long enough she'd come to and the Professor would be ending the lesson but then he started a demonstration..........and proceeded to put them in groups.
The fact she was number 1 meant very little to her given the activity and the lack of applicability to absolutely anything in her daily life.
Jessa deadpanned as the man explained, her expression growing all the more stoic when Derf began yelling and naming his group. Skylar hadn't done the same (thankfully) but it still didn't make her anymore inclined to lift her wand and say a colour. Honestly. The Ravenclaw didn't have a competitive bone in her body. She'd never been a fighter.....and a game as basic as this one wouldn't turn her into one.
Having decided she wasn't tremendously eager to join, Jessa remained by the window. From there, she spotted Ronan turning a ribbon of light to blue before correctly going green--the most eventful part of the activity thus far.
This....this was what she left her lab for. This right here. The under-stimulation was real.
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______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.
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