less painful than life. Pulling on some workout clothes, she secures her gauntlets and bounds down the hall to meet up with @ColdAsIce_BD
a groan, she waits until the halls clear before making her way back to her room.* [After all this, a DR session with @ColdAsIce_BD sounds >
with students rushing to get to their next class* [And you're still wearing a towel.] *Sinking back down to the floor, with @ColdAsIce_BD
*Just as she's about to get to her feet, the bell rings to signal the end of classes. Within seconds, the hallway is filled > @ColdAsIce_BD
*She watches him skate down the hallway, with a lopsided, somewhat dreamy grin on her face. He was so flipping cute.* @ColdAsIce_BD >
*There's a silent pause as she struggles to find a graceful exit out of this conversation.* ...I'm wearing a towel. @ColdAsIce_BD
[Just stop] *Reaching up to hide her face and crimson cheeks in her palm, she hopes that the floor will just swallow her up] @ColdAsIce_BD >
problem. Just an accident. I mean, you're hot too. [Wait, whut?] I mean, not just because I'm wet. Like all the time. [Stop] @ColdAsIce_BD
His words reminding her about her own powers. Without her gauntlets on, she didn't want to inadvertently zap him* It's no > @ColdAsIce_BD
A clown suit. A parka. A burlap bag. Anything. She reaches up for his hand for a moment, but pulls away at the last second. @ColdAsIce_BD >
*Herh cheeks flush the deepest shade of scarlet possible, and she wishes that she was wearing anything but this towel. > @ColdAsIce_BD
Reaching a hand up, she manages a small grin as she feels her cheeks flush.* Uh....little help? @ColdAsIce_BD
Like this one.* "Sorry Bobby. Didn't mean to trip on your ice and make a spectacle of myself" [Wearing nothing but a towel. Smooth.]. >
blend in with the floor. Like one of those lizards that camouflaged themselves to avoid predators. Or awkwardly embarrassing situations.>
"Why do I get the feeling that's what you want to have engraved on your tombstone?" *Perhaps if she just laid really still, she could >
She lays there for a beat, praying that she had invisibility power.* [Maybe he didn't see that?] @ColdAsIce_BD
in peace* [Disaster advert-]- AH! *Her foot slips on a patch of ice left behind, and sends her ass over teakettle sprawling to the ground, >
a mission and barely paid her a glance. Breathing out with relief, she readjusts the towel on her and sets off to sneak back to her room >
*Of /course/ it would be him. Of all the people in this joint, of /course/ it would be @ColdAsIce_BD. Luckily though, he seemed to be on >