Nike purred (not literally) in satisfaction, dipping her naked feet into the healing waters of Rivière de Noyé Médecin. It had been a long day after-all, she felt as if she deserved the break she was taking as of now. The First years, Second years and Third years could be so annoying. She understood that the Firsties would be confused, understandable because it was their First year at a magical school.
But then the Second years and the Third were badgering her about the classes, asking for help when they had teachers they could easily ask. But no, they had to ask the girl who had about a single digit percentage for social interaction. Of course.
She sighed and stretched the muscles in her neck, slim fingers massaging the muscle that stubbornly remained knotted. "Mon dieu. Zis ees..." She couldn't even find the words to describe how she felt at the moment, because currently- she was sore, tired, and irritable. Rivière de Noyé Médecin helped her somewhat, but it still hurt to move.
Her muscles protested.
With a twirl of her fingers, a book appeared in her hand, glad that non-verbal magic came up in their Fifth year. Sixth year they had actually learned it, but she was happy to say she was ahead at that aspect.
The title of the Book was called, "One Hundred and One ways to Intimidate the Masses."
((Rivière de Noyé Médecin= River of the Drowned Medic))
