- Messages
- 7,537
- OOC First Name
- Beth / Bethy
- Sexual Orientation
- Bisexual
- Wand
- Cherry Wand 12 1/2" Essence of Wood Rose
- Age
- 8/2009
A light breeze rolled through the near-deserted streets, dancing as it collected the dirt from Obsidian Harbour. A single brown leaf, that had seemingly have come from nowhere, lay on the ground, twitching. For a moment, the deep grey clouds above, drew close. Silence fell, nature holding its breath. A gentle, deep rumble emanated. Not a drop of rain fell. But it would rain, soon. And the leaf began to twitch again, fully raising one side and tumbling, landing only momentarily on the toe of a tall black boot. It scuttled away. Perhaps that was sensible, for the boot on which it had paused, belonged to none other than Larissa Sedgwick.
Larissa was staring with her pale blue eyes, watching something in the distance, her platinum blonde hair blew around her slender shoulders. She was not the stupid little girl that she had once been. She stood there, tall and proud, just watching that something in the distance- a boy. Someone she had once known. Her hands were in her pockets, not even attempting to grab her wand. The boy had looked back at her, almost returning her gaze.. But it was like she was invisible. Larissa wanted it to be this way. To work without getting caught was much simpler.
Being back in New Zealand was not best suited to Larissa's needs, however, she had been exchanging 'owls' with the girl for months, so it only seemed right that she do as she had promised. Though they had written a lot, they hadn't really said much.. Well, one couldn't with the occasional interception of messages. And so it was that they had arranged to meet at this point of Obsidian Harbour. Larissa waited, emotionless, for this girl to arrive. She took out her pocket-watch, observed the time and put it away again. Not long now.
Larissa was staring with her pale blue eyes, watching something in the distance, her platinum blonde hair blew around her slender shoulders. She was not the stupid little girl that she had once been. She stood there, tall and proud, just watching that something in the distance- a boy. Someone she had once known. Her hands were in her pockets, not even attempting to grab her wand. The boy had looked back at her, almost returning her gaze.. But it was like she was invisible. Larissa wanted it to be this way. To work without getting caught was much simpler.
Being back in New Zealand was not best suited to Larissa's needs, however, she had been exchanging 'owls' with the girl for months, so it only seemed right that she do as she had promised. Though they had written a lot, they hadn't really said much.. Well, one couldn't with the occasional interception of messages. And so it was that they had arranged to meet at this point of Obsidian Harbour. Larissa waited, emotionless, for this girl to arrive. She took out her pocket-watch, observed the time and put it away again. Not long now.