After Aboli finished setting up some grass, she thought it looked decent enough. It was time to lug some dummies into the scene! Whatever scene it might be...

The nearly sixteen year old pulled one, then the other, cursing at the lack of magic in the back of her head because everything would be sooooo much better if it was back. Ugh. The lugged another over, grateful they weren't a million pounds, and then went to put a cloak on (one of the ones SHE had pinned herself, might as well) and wondered what she should do next...had she remembered everything? Too bad she didn't have her sticky notes with her. She really needed to start bringing them everywhere with her, even to class.