[ After last night, despite almost getting struck by vengeful lightning, Peregrine is in high spirits. No, not even the motive can change that. She, for one, has decided to return to return to her dorm, tuck that envelope away, and not think about it.
The rest of her day is going to be spent... Well. In the woods.
She goes out there, not too far, with one of the cameras from the library. And then, she proceeds to take pictures. It's nothing distinct, just whatever's around. Of the trees, the fake birds, the undergrowth. The area around the garden.
Toward evening, she calls it a day and goes to develop those in the Darkroom, looking for anything that could be...off about those pictures. A shadowy figure that wasn't there in the day, a blurred silhouette. Hell, she'll take a fucking glowing orb. Anything.
She's been out of her dorm all day and she's pretty exhausted when she goes back to it. That's probably why she just throws off the blankets and almost crashes into bed, without even changing clothes or checking to see that it's already occupied by a prop deer with a bow on its head and‐
Peregrine stares at the deer in her bed. In an exasperated tone: ]
investigation-ish
The rest of her day is going to be spent... Well. In the woods.
She goes out there, not too far, with one of the cameras from the library. And then, she proceeds to take pictures. It's nothing distinct, just whatever's around. Of the trees, the fake birds, the undergrowth. The area around the garden.
Toward evening, she calls it a day and goes to develop those in the Darkroom, looking for anything that could be...off about those pictures. A shadowy figure that wasn't there in the day, a blurred silhouette. Hell, she'll take a fucking glowing orb. Anything.
She's been out of her dorm all day and she's pretty exhausted when she goes back to it. That's probably why she just throws off the blankets and almost crashes into bed, without even changing clothes or checking to see that it's already occupied by a prop deer with a bow on its head and‐
Peregrine stares at the deer in her bed. In an exasperated tone: ]
Am I a fucking joke to you people.