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smashacademy2015-03-14 04:33 pm
travelingsandstorm) wrote in smashacademy2015-03-14 04:33 pm
[Action] Enter the sandstorm.
[In the morning when Blue wakes up, Acacia lets herself out of her ball to greet her momma before the day starts. Normally, she'd go out for a bit to get some fresh air and stretch her legs before returning to the room to relax. However, today shall be a different day. A break in the cycle, if you will.
The Sandslash has been getting a little restless in her ball for some time now and finally decides that today is the day she is going to take up a human form. So, wanting to surprise her momma and little bro, she sneakily approaches the crazy headmaster to enroll as a student and acquire a transformation accessory. And, tempting as it is to make a grand and showy announcement of her presence over the network, the Sandslash decides she'd rather personally greet everybody and surprise her family and friends in the flesh. That would create a better, lasting impact, she believes. So, here you have a spiky brown haired girl roaming about the campus looking for her family and aiming to strike up a conversation with anyone interesting.
Will youunfortunately be within sight of Acacia? Approach her? Avoid her?]
The Sandslash has been getting a little restless in her ball for some time now and finally decides that today is the day she is going to take up a human form. So, wanting to surprise her momma and little bro, she sneakily approaches the crazy headmaster to enroll as a student and acquire a transformation accessory. And, tempting as it is to make a grand and showy announcement of her presence over the network, the Sandslash decides she'd rather personally greet everybody and surprise her family and friends in the flesh. That would create a better, lasting impact, she believes. So, here you have a spiky brown haired girl roaming about the campus looking for her family and aiming to strike up a conversation with anyone interesting.
Will you
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Well. Even if in Acacia's book Momma could do no wrong, she still had to exert every effort not to grimace at the dribble on her newly acquired beloved hair. She would not show displeasure to her mom, but her frozen stare at the drool pretty much gave her away. Acacia had always been finicky about her appearance and cleanliness when not in battle.]
A...h... hah....
[That must have been the most unconvincing and sad laugh of the century.]
No. No worries... Momma. [She cleared her throat and tried to give a reassuring smile. It more or less looked like a strained one instead.] It's just... a bit of saliva. Nothing. Serious.