- Messages
- 319
- OOC First Name
- Anna
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Single
- Sexual Orientation
- Pansexual
- Wand
- Curly 11 Inch Rigid Black Walnut Wand with Boomslang venom Core
- Age
- 27
Exploring the castle alone was too far out of Cairo's comfort zone than he wanted to admit, but it was necessary. As he grew older his classes became more difficult and as did the task of getting between each of them on time. The Slytherin boy had many pet peeves, and being late just happened to be high on his list so that was the reason he ventured unwillingly from the safety of reading in his dorm room, to trailing the stone hallways of the castle in search of secret passageways to make trekking from one class to another less exhausting. Through reading, the platinum blonde boy knew the passageways existed behind large, and sometimes obnoxious talking portraits. He also knew they required passwords, and that sometimes the portrait required a task for him to earn the password. In a way he was prepared for a wild goose chase and to have his work cut out for him but what he wasn't prepared for was walking around in circles like a chicken with it's head cut off. Because while he did know about the passageways and the portraits that concealed them, he didn't know where he could have found them.
So Cairo continuously lead himself into one dead end after another as he inspected each and every painting, following the school corridors without a proper sense of direction or an idea to where even one of the paintings would be. It was all he could have done as he only knew the portraits in theory and he had never seen an image of what they looked like. There was a big chance he could have missed a portrait because they might appear completely different in real life to how they appeared in his imagination and that thought caused Cairo to frown as he continued walking aimlessly.
So Cairo continuously lead himself into one dead end after another as he inspected each and every painting, following the school corridors without a proper sense of direction or an idea to where even one of the paintings would be. It was all he could have done as he only knew the portraits in theory and he had never seen an image of what they looked like. There was a big chance he could have missed a portrait because they might appear completely different in real life to how they appeared in his imagination and that thought caused Cairo to frown as he continued walking aimlessly.