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*PhoenixRising* · 05-28-2019, 02:33 AM

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Originally Posted by Cassirin

Walsh was making faces at him, and Cornish pulled a face right back at her. She obviously didn't like something or other than he said, but there were so many options... and he wasn't sorry. "As I indicated previously, these canvas bags here are for picking up trash. Grab one and fill it, and you can leave the full bag behind when class is dismissed."

Gladin looked like she needed a new friend. Or at least a partner for trash gathering. "Gladin, Walsh. You both want to pick up trash? Maybe you could work together. Anyone else looking to pick up trash, I suggest you join one of these existing groups to make the work go faster." At least no one had found any injured creatures yet, right?

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Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom

So they were...picking up trash?

Nettie resisted the urge to roll her eyes in to the back of her head. Conservation was important and all, but did she LOOK like someone who picked up trash? She was a responsible kid and made sure she threw away all her waste in the appropriate place. None of this was HER mess, but she knew not everyone was that respectful. Kids were awful, honestly. There was a reason she didn't talk to like...50% of her year.

Wrinkling her nose, she got her...disgust out quickly and then decided to just get it over with. It WOULD be for the better, just as the professor said, she just didn't like the fact that she had to TOUCH trash in order to do it. Taking her dragonhide gloves out of her bag, just so she had some kind of protection from germs and gross things.

Then she started to scan the shoreline, walking along and picking up the trash as she went. Thankfully, her classmates were a bit cleaner than she had thought. A piece of plastic wrapper here, an old soda bottle there...but really, not THAT bad.

Did Cornish just make a face right back at her? Okay, five hundred brownie points for Cornish as a new professor, given he was one who could OBVIOUSLY understand humor and jokes. Also, had he mentioned the canvas bags, because she hadn't recalled? Or probably hadn't been paying attention in those two second and so she merely nodded, "Right thanks and um... are there gloves?" Cause she wasn't about to pick up those chicken bones with her bare hands.

And suddenly, he was suggesting she work with a younger Ravenclaw whom she'd briefly conversed with at the Pitch earlier this year. "Gladin, yes? Trinetta?" Was that her name? "Guess we're trash buddies now." Or well, that probably wasn't the best way to refer to their 'job'.

05-28-2019, 02:33 AM	#64 (permalink)
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