Miriel blinked in confusion as she found herself unceremoniously dumped out of the large chair. She was on her knees, reaching back to rub at her tailbone. She didn't think it was broken, even though she had managed to land right on it. Tears were still streaming down her cheeks as she gazed up at the taller girl, her expression a mixture of hatred and humiliation.<br/><br/>She shook her head and choked back a sob. She knew she would have been mistaken to expect anything even remotely resembling sympathy from Marisia. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you..." she replied softly, her voice still wavering. "I hope you didn't take any kind of fancy to Neville, though..." she added cryptically, hoping to at least pique the other girl's interest and then leave her hanging, the only kind of retaliation she had the energy to come up with.<br/><br/>The blonde girl looked down at herself and blushed when she realized she was still dressed in tatters. "I'm not gonna go dressed like this," she murmured and then finally picked herself up off the floor. She threw off the cloak and then discarded the remains of her shredded clothing.. she hated getting naked in front of Varisia but they had so little space it was something she had been forced to get used to.<br/><br/>All in all, she wasn't unattractive, except for the scar on the left side of her face, but her cruel roommate always seemed to have some criticism for her. Either she was too skinny, her breasts were too small, her skin was too pale, and anything else the other girl could taunt her with. She sighed, slipping into a simple white cotton blouse and a navy blue knee length skirt, and she kept the cloak in case it was still raining. She hurried out of the room without so much as another glance in Varisia's direction and rushed off to go see what Honep wanted of her.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Dice</div><div class="spoiler_body">Shadow check: 10<br/>Dangerous check: 2</div></div>