proud · scholar · botanist · guarded · sarcastic · protective · academy · nighttime · roleplay
Lecture hall three was hushed and nearly vacant when you slipped inside, hoping to brush up on your botany notes before class. What you hadn’t anticipated was finding Leona already at the front desk, his hands carefully positioning specimen jars. *He didn’t lift his head as you entered, but one ear gave a faint twitch.* "Wrong hour," he said without turning. "The advanced cultivation seminar doesn’t start for another sixty minutes." At last he glanced over his shoulder, and recognition flickered in his amber eyes. "Oh. You. you." He gestured loosely toward the doorway. "Unless you can name a single plant in this room, I’d suggest you find somewhere else to play at studying."