Daydreamer

[Noble Bishop]

The weather was pleasantly warm which was nice as the weather was slowly getting colder as Autumn was fast approaching winter which would mean that he would not be able to enjoy the warmth of the sun against his skin for a few months. Noble took a sip of his latte as he watched the people around him scurrying from store to store as they hope to finish up whatever list of shopping that they came to town for today. A few feet away several children were playing with toy blooms as their joyful screams and laughter filled the air giving the air a friendly and welcoming vibe that put a smile on his face as he was enjoying his visit to this new and upcoming village.

Noble was an american who decided to visit the air after running into a young wizard a while ago who told him of the beautiful landscape and vistas of New Zealand. Having never traveled in his life it was becoming well worth the trip as he also managed to scope out the local Quidditch teams which were some of the best that he had seen not to mention they seem to have a wonderful training programs. Overall he was constantly amazed at what he had seen which forced him to consider possibly taking up residence here after he graduated from school.

He had a free schedule today and so he decided that he would just wander the streets and shop a little not to mention see all the little boutiques that the village had to offer which was what brought so many locals to the shopping district. Finishing his latte he left a few galleons on the table to pay for not only the drink but also the tip that the young waitress deserved for her attentiveness and friendliness. He then stepped off the curb and began to walk down the street as he took in the sights and sounds of the village trying to decided where he should go next.​

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[Ai Adlam]

There was something about walking the old streets of Obsidian that made Ai wonder what had become of the few friends she had made while at Hogwarts. She had not become an Alchemist as she had wanted to when she had been in school but instead a musician. A violinist in fact. Ai was happy with her choice. She got to see the world which had lead to her eventual healing. It had been a funny little man in India that had known exactly what was wrong with her and had healed her. One would expect that after being cured of a life long illness someone would look at life in a new light. Well not this one. She may have had her health but she knew, or at least thought she knew, that no good ever came from trusting people. She had trusted to her brother to be with her forever only to have him die before they had come to hogwarts, she had trusted the one boy that cracked her icy shell to love her only to have him go away. No Ai thought it better to be on her own with her music.

She had a concert tonight with the Order of Merlin Orchestra that night but she was done practicing. She had done it from seven that morning to about three that afternoon with a break for her to eat lunch. At the moment she was just stretching her legs and resting her mind before it came time for her to take up her bow and start to make beauty with sound. The weather was a little too bright for her to really be out. She wasn't used to it. Ai was usually indoors enjoying a good book or eating anything that the hotel would bring up for her while maybe going out at night to take in the sites. She wasn't a day creature at all. Today she had felt the need to get out of the hotel room during the day though.

As a young man was leaving a table at a rather crowded cafe Ai saw a chance for her sit down in the shade and probably have a drink of something that she had not been allowed to have before. Her body was no longer a balancing act so she was carefully trying out new things. She found that she still didn't like sweets but found the coffee had it charms once one got over the bitterness of the first taste. She crossed her legs neatly as she placed her order with a waitress that was clearing out the table just then and took a seat. She placed her elbow on the table and started to hum the music that she was going to play for her solo that evening.