James Killian
Growing old is an awfully big adventure
- Messages
- 913
- OOC First Name
- Brad
- Blood Status
- Half Blood
- Relationship Status
- Widow
- Sexual Orientation
- Homosexual
- Wand
- 10'' Rosewood with Unicorn tear core
- Age
- 12/2014 (39)
Jamie had not expected to sit down and have coffee with the enigmatic man known as Samuel Philips. They had once been rather close, friends, turn lovers, turned fond memories. Life had away at pushing and pulling people in various directions. Sammy had not been immune to that, nor had Jamie. For the two men had fall out and drifted apart sometime after their relationship had failed. Over the years they had fateful encounters but as time passed those too came to be fleeting and elusive. Samuel had been doing his thing in New Zealand while James had left his teaching position at Hogwarts to pursue a career as a writer. It was sometime during his career that he met his late husband Oscar. A sweet man who had given him the world but who he was not fated to grow old together. So Jamie left with a son to raise on his own in a world that felt somewhat duller had let his old world behind to travel back to familiar shores.
He had not expected to see Sammy at his shop. Samuel had been a bit of free spirit, a man who was clever and charming in equal measure. He had half expected him to be off somewhere exotic living a life of mystery and intrigue. He had always been one of the most interesting figures in Jamie life and someone who appeared to know exactly what he wanted and where he wanted to go. So a small shop owner seemed so out of character that Jamie could hardly believe it. The two men had agreed to have coffee together to catch up. Jamie was not sure if it would ever happen. Most people often made plans they had no intentions of ever making so he expected hat Samuel would bail or be called away to work. Jamie of course, showed up at the quaint coffee shop where the two had met as children.
The place had seen better days but it still held some of the original charm that it once had when he was younger. Shelves were crammed with books and the smell of espresso filled the air as he marveled at the antique charm of the place. Time seemed to fly and even now, as he stood in a row of books he could feel his own mortality as he passed and ornate mirror. Long gone were his smooth skin and bright eyes. In his forties now, James was much more weathered and worn than he once had been. Yet under his dark hair still shone the eyes of someone who had been in awe at the adventures still yet to be had as he tick down the days and watched as time slowly marched on.
@Samuel Phillips
He had not expected to see Sammy at his shop. Samuel had been a bit of free spirit, a man who was clever and charming in equal measure. He had half expected him to be off somewhere exotic living a life of mystery and intrigue. He had always been one of the most interesting figures in Jamie life and someone who appeared to know exactly what he wanted and where he wanted to go. So a small shop owner seemed so out of character that Jamie could hardly believe it. The two men had agreed to have coffee together to catch up. Jamie was not sure if it would ever happen. Most people often made plans they had no intentions of ever making so he expected hat Samuel would bail or be called away to work. Jamie of course, showed up at the quaint coffee shop where the two had met as children.
The place had seen better days but it still held some of the original charm that it once had when he was younger. Shelves were crammed with books and the smell of espresso filled the air as he marveled at the antique charm of the place. Time seemed to fly and even now, as he stood in a row of books he could feel his own mortality as he passed and ornate mirror. Long gone were his smooth skin and bright eyes. In his forties now, James was much more weathered and worn than he once had been. Yet under his dark hair still shone the eyes of someone who had been in awe at the adventures still yet to be had as he tick down the days and watched as time slowly marched on.
@Samuel Phillips