[ She looks fairly determined. That's plain and easy to see. She's also got what look like about three chronos under her arm. No one has stopped her in the hall yet, but mostly that might be because she looks very intent. She's humming to herself in a particularly out of tune manner that speaks of someone that has absolutely no ear for their own pitch.
She stops just short of him, before rolling her eyes and flicking a mangled looking hand in his direction, pointing at a chrono affixed to the wall behind him. ]
Oi, mate. You're in my way. [ And then. A moment later, not even long enough to properly respond.] Whiiiiiiich....means scoot. Out of my way.
After the tenth.
She stops just short of him, before rolling her eyes and flicking a mangled looking hand in his direction, pointing at a chrono affixed to the wall behind him. ]
Oi, mate. You're in my way. [ And then. A moment later, not even long enough to properly respond.] Whiiiiiiich....means scoot. Out of my way.