Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20160330064202/@comment-24416658-20160731060840

"Anyway," Nacoma said, letting Anastasia come down from her laughing high, "Are we almost there? I feel as if we're close." Seiriol, realizing that she wasn't going to be getting more story, sat back in her seat, pouting. Hafleikr, like always, sat in the back like the edge-lord he was.

"I'm sure we're close," Anastasia said, finally regaining her composure, "I mean, just gotta look out the window, right?" As if to be an example, Ana stood, wobbling about to regain her footing, and headed to the window, looking out.

"Yeah, I was wrong," she said, "Still a lot of land below us." Sighing, she didn't bother to go back and sit, and just stood there, grabbing a handrail above her.

"Just because there's a lot of land," Seiriol said in her lesson voice, "Doesn't mean we're not close." Ana turned her head, one eyebrow raised. Seiriol just shrugged. Nacoma, meanwhile, leaned closer to the twins.

"Why don't you like that story?" she asked quietly, "Seems like a good one to tell for a laugh."