Wandering at School

who: medea and open
where: mshs hallways
when: lunchtime

Medea was wandering the hallways, looking around. More, she was getting a lay of the place. It was comparable in size to her last highschool, though the layout was a little more open. Wider, more room to breathe so to speak. She had forgone the lunchroom today, figuring that her sister would be in there making a splash. So she was going an alternate route, she was making herself available to those who may not be so social. After all, they worked best when they could hit up several different levels of the social order.

So, she was walking around, just looking at things. The trophys in the trophy cases, the displays in the glass cases that lined the walls. She'd found one classroom that the ceiling tiles had been taken down and painted, and she thought that was fairly amusing. Currently, she was walking along a row of lockers, fingertips lighting along the dials. She looked bored but really she was just spinning all the dials. After all, most people set their lockers up so they just had to spin it back to the last number, or they could just be opened up. She was just subtle about it, and was happy with spreading a bit of annoyance in her wake today. It was all about the little things.