Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-38555415-20190918012915/@comment-174.6.16.240-20190918234226

Evie was in elvin history, and for once she let her mind wander instead of paying attention to what Evie was sure was intresting. She just couldn't bring herself to focus. This was her dad's third mission in a month, and it felt like each one was getting longer than the last. She worried, about the elves saftey, and her dad's saftey, but she also felt like her dad was the only one who understood her. He never treated her like a relic or an ancient artifact like everyone else did. Keepeing there distance, like there were afraid they'd break her or something. He didn't care that she didn't excel at anything except elvin history, or that she had to redo level one, and was taking level three now, even though she was 14. She was tired of it. I mean she got why they did. But Elwin fixed everything. She was fine now, had been for five years. The bell rang, startling her out of her seat. She packed up her stuff and headed to lunch.

-Chloe