<div class="floatleft">(https://pictures.hentai-foundry.com/d/DarkArtsKai/426299/DarkArtsKai-426299-Commission_Kokiko.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Nimh<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Plucky Nerd<br/><strong>Mood:</strong>Nervous, apprehensive, frightened<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Cafeteria<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>An aqua-striped tank top, dark blue shorts, both covered in paint<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Saif<br/><strong>Mentioning:</strong>Screetchfella<br/><br/>Nimh herself had been too busy trying to absorb all the information. She had been writing down notes, making sure she knew where and where not to go. The headmistress especially seemed to not want students to be near her chambers, which was definitely fair. So she scribbled "do not enter" over that section of her little map of campus.<br/><br/>Nimh was hyper-focused, determined to pay attention to orientation. She'd even tripped a couple of times. So the chances of her avoiding any part of the trap were about zero. The poor dragoness didn't even see it coming. She let out a gasp as the wet paint hit against her body, soaking and staining her clothes, ruining her notebook. Luckily, she had the good sense to close her eyes, and thus she was unharmed by the chemicals in paint. But when she opened her eyes, she noticed two things. One, her notes for the day were gone. Everything about directions, what foods were gross, et cetera, where more or less destroyed. Two, the teachers seemed to be very, very angry.<br/><br/>She heard the headmistress's threats and shuddered in fear, even though she was more or less innocent. Would they call her father? What would he say? Would he care or would this be one of those times where he was super mad at her? Nimh didn't know, and she felt like she was flying blind without her notes or knowing what would happen to her. She would have started panicking were it not the fact that Saif's magic was interesting enough to distract her.<br/><br/>Her eyes followed the sand as it engulfed Saif and left him clean. A sand bath. She'd taken one of those before. Not a magical one, but either way they could be pretty cleansing. She didn't know they were that cleansing.<br/><br/>When Saif asked if she wanted to bathe with him, Nimh hesitated. Wasn't orientation still going on? But no, it seemed like that was pretty much over. Especially with the headmistress leaving them to their own devices. Poor Screetchfella. Were Nimh more confident, she'd give the harpy some advice on how to clean her feathers (though, no doubt the older monster already knew). Anyways, it would probably be rude to refuse Saif, especially since the baths was probably a good place to head after being covered like this. And she still wasn't entirely sure where the baths was.<br/><br/>"Okay," Nimh said with a nod. "I suppose I could use a bath..." she was covered with goosebumps from the cold paint, and hot water sounded really good about now. "Um...do you mind showing me the way?"