Sukie Takahiro
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- Cherry Wand 12 1/2" Essence of Wood Rose and a Handful Sprinkle of Fairy Dust
Sukie's wand swung gracefully in his fingers, with only the murmur of "Wingardium Leviosa". His voice seemed so much echoier at the side of the lake, the droplets he let rise and fall, were barely heard. The spell was practically basic, first year stuff, but there was something about the way the water moved that amused him. He stood, relaxing his jean covered legs in a bent pose. His eyes never turned from the lake, Sukie was frustrated. He was frustrated that the tasks in his classes seemed beneath him. He wanted a challenge. Something that would really so beyond the simple charms of his year, the easy wand movements he was taught. He wasn't stupid, he was 11, who would ever want to take on an annoyed adolescent. It was that, that had changed his mind.
Unconsciously digging his shoes into the bronzing sand, Sukie watched the sun swarm around him. It wasn't pretty, that was a word that a pathetic mindless person would say. It wasn't beautiful either, it was - calming. The sun had turned a power hungry orange, though the sky remained its doubtful blue, it was a miracle that the day had lasted so long. He didn't know how long he had been here, maybe an hours or two. He had stopped counting after the first minute or so, time crept by so quickly. It was easy to be Sukie Takahiro out here, no starring role, no opinions.
Cutting the water droplets out of mid air, Sukie wondered when his shadow would take over. The sun was nearly round to his side; it wouldn't be long before, for him, the beginning of the day started. The night was always much more fascinating. So unnatural it was almost pleasant.
Unconsciously digging his shoes into the bronzing sand, Sukie watched the sun swarm around him. It wasn't pretty, that was a word that a pathetic mindless person would say. It wasn't beautiful either, it was - calming. The sun had turned a power hungry orange, though the sky remained its doubtful blue, it was a miracle that the day had lasted so long. He didn't know how long he had been here, maybe an hours or two. He had stopped counting after the first minute or so, time crept by so quickly. It was easy to be Sukie Takahiro out here, no starring role, no opinions.
Cutting the water droplets out of mid air, Sukie wondered when his shadow would take over. The sun was nearly round to his side; it wouldn't be long before, for him, the beginning of the day started. The night was always much more fascinating. So unnatural it was almost pleasant.