- Messages
- 560
- OOC First Name
- Jess S
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- Mixed Blood
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- It's Complicated
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- Demi
- Wand
- Straight 9 inch springy Willow with unicorn hair core
- Age
- 1/21/2037 (24)
Lucas was... actually kind of enjoying himself. Ever since the incident over the summer break, his life had been making drastic changes. Cassi had gotten Einar out of jail, and when Cassi had finally learned the truth of Lucas' home life, she'd been outraged. She'd taken him, kept him with her at an Inn in New Zealand while looking for apartments. She hadn't told him where they were going yet. Honestly, he didn't care where they went, he just wanted Einar with them. And now, he was back at school. Without his brothers. For the first time... well, ever, he felt... free. He had been growing his hair out a little, no longer worried his brothers could grab it. It was a little in the way, but he liked it. He ruffled it unthinkingly as he walked around outside, finding himself in the gardens.
He hesitated, taking a moment to really look around. He had never spent much time outside, if he wasn't with the team he liked to hide in the dorms out of his brothers' reach. He spent a little while wandering around, enjoying all the flowers. After a bit, he found that there was a very pretty rose bush next to a small tree. He folded his long limbs to the ground, spending a bit of time admiring the plant. An idea struck him, and carefully, he looked over the bush until he found a small bloom. The pedals were soft, a deep crimson. The flower must have just bloomed in the past few days. He bit his lip, very carefully removing the flower from the bush. he smiled softly, holding the delicate flower by the stem and brushing a finger gently over it's pedals.
He hesitated, taking a moment to really look around. He had never spent much time outside, if he wasn't with the team he liked to hide in the dorms out of his brothers' reach. He spent a little while wandering around, enjoying all the flowers. After a bit, he found that there was a very pretty rose bush next to a small tree. He folded his long limbs to the ground, spending a bit of time admiring the plant. An idea struck him, and carefully, he looked over the bush until he found a small bloom. The pedals were soft, a deep crimson. The flower must have just bloomed in the past few days. He bit his lip, very carefully removing the flower from the bush. he smiled softly, holding the delicate flower by the stem and brushing a finger gently over it's pedals.