Ah, the egg hunt. The practical death sentence to the students, oh how Keirsta remembered it well. The distant thought of the monster in the Spring dorm hallways still sent shivers down her spine. She hated that thing... It gave her so many damn nightmares. Even to this day. But luckily, she had ended up winning the hunt altogether.
But today was the hunt. It had been long ago, and the tall Autumn student had decided to enjoy herself a bit in the conservatory, watering the flowers and just all around admiring them. In one hand was a watering can, and the other was nothing. Well, not exactly. It clasped onto the side-bag she had slung around her shoulder, which inside held her laptop and numerous books on plants. What could she say? They were rather fascinating, and she wanted to know how to use her gift with them to any extent possible.
Releasing her tight grip on the satchel, she pulled the door open to the Conservatory, only to smell the heavy scent of mud and water. Oh, don't tell me I was too late to get here before Mr. Cassidie watered all the plants... She had sort of wanted to surprise him, just be nice in general. After all, who ever thought of the landscaper? Not many. Hell, barely anyone knew he actually existed.
Laying down the watering can and her bag by the door, she turned to look at the staff member. Giving a soft smile, she started walking over towards him. "Hello, Mr. Cassidie! Is there anything I can help you with?"