Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27743663-20160528124545

Marain hummed silently to herself, sweeping through the halls of the medical ward at Beacon. She didn't have much else to do, everyone else on her team busy running errands. Besides that, she was happy to help around the school doing mischellenous chores, so long as it keeps her busy and relieves some of the staff of their workload. All she needed as payment was a thanks anyway.

She opened the door to one of the empty rooms, Jetsam prepped and ready to clean the whole thing from top to bottom. She meant this in a very literally sense, having her dress Leviathan stretch out and clean all angles of the room while she continued to sweep. After about five minutes of this, the room was pristine and clean...and a little wet from the water dust.

She didn't like using Leviathan much for mundance purposes like this, but if it was to help someone she could hold back her displeasure. Besides, it sped up her cleaning rate by triple the time it usually takes to clean a room.

Marain walked out of the room, triumph and a little pride welling up inside her for her deed. She hurried along to the next room, clutching Jetsam at her side. She entered the next room, only to find it occupied with someone laying on the bed. Immediately, she stopped dead in her tracks, looking at the back of what she assumed was a boy her age.

She slowly retraced her steps, looked at the room number next to the doorway. Okay...so this was the right room. All the room numbers she was given to clean were supposed to be empty, but for some reason this boy was here.

"Typical..." she mumbled to herself.

She had other rooms to clean, and this boy was currently stalling her from cleaning the current room she was in. She quietly walked up behind him, tapping his back with the tip of Jetsam to get his attention. 