Annalie Darkhart
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- OOC First Name
- Micah
- Sexual Orientation
- Questioning
- Wand
- Snapped in two.
- Age
- 10/2013
Set during winter break in Russia
Annalie Darkhart strolled the streets of Russia, devoid of her parents. She had given them the slip, promising that she wouldn't wander off beyond the main center, which of course she did. She didn't normally listen to her parents preferring to make her own rules and test the barriers of what she could do. She always wanted to make her own mistakes. Wandering through the streets her dark eyes swept the stores lining either side of her, looking for somewhere warm to duck into. It wasn't cold but it was certainly colder than the brunette was used to. Her parents had sprung the trip to Russia on her just after she had finished the school year so she hardly had a moment at home before she was whisked away on holiday. To say she hadn't been enjoying her holiday was an understatement. She didn't want to spend so much time in the company of her parents and with her lack of close friends she couldn't even have invited someone to come with her. So she walked the streets alone hands deep in her pockets a sultry look on her face, not at all pleased that she was there. She would have rathered been at home breaking more of her parents rules, doing everything but what she was told to. But no, she had to be stuck in this god forsaken place, surrounded by people that probably didn't even speak English, it wasn't her idea of a holiday.
Turning a corner she found herself walking into a group of Russian's, being engulfed within a crowd of chattering people being pushed from all directions. Groaning she pushed through them to the other side spinning around to face them, "Look where you're going!" she shouted, frowning. Stupid people not watching where they were going, they could have trampled her. Huffing a breath she straightened her clothes and tried to calm down she didn't want to have the excuse to hex someone, even if it wasn't allowed. She would curse someone, if provoked. Turning around didn't even see it coming, suddenly colliding with someone who had walked straight into her. Stumbling backward her hands jumped to her hips, scowling, "Walk much?!" she demanded glaring at the guy who had had the audacity to walk into her.
<i></i>Turning a corner she found herself walking into a group of Russian's, being engulfed within a crowd of chattering people being pushed from all directions. Groaning she pushed through them to the other side spinning around to face them, "Look where you're going!" she shouted, frowning. Stupid people not watching where they were going, they could have trampled her. Huffing a breath she straightened her clothes and tried to calm down she didn't want to have the excuse to hex someone, even if it wasn't allowed. She would curse someone, if provoked. Turning around didn't even see it coming, suddenly colliding with someone who had walked straight into her. Stumbling backward her hands jumped to her hips, scowling, "Walk much?!" she demanded glaring at the guy who had had the audacity to walk into her.