Zared Katsaros-Styx
class of 2047 | blissfully free
- Messages
- 354
- Blood Status
- Pure Blood
- Relationship Status
- Married
- Sexual Orientation
- Heterosexual
- Wand
- Curved 11 1/2" Sturdy Ebony Wand with Acromantula Web Core
- Age
- 9/2028
Zared hated how the people in the school were acting, it was stiflingly bad, he did not care for whatever had happened, he was frustrated by the way the school felt now that it had. It had ended up with him needing to look anywhere than inside the school so he could get his peace and quiet so that he could just read his book and not bother with the world he had to live within. The teen had hated sitting in the great hall, he had disliked the library, the halls were too odd and so, now he found himself on the pitch, because at the very least those others using it were up in the air flying around where he was just sat on one of the benches with a book in his hand. The weather was thankfully warm, the sun was shinning and he was feeling pretty good about things, it didn't matter what had happened to someone else, Zared only cared about himself.
It was the peace that this place was bringing him that he enjoyed most, he was able to lie back on one of the benches and in using his rudimental and basic magic let the book hover above his head. He liked reading, far more than his best friend Lestat did, and it was only that aspect of what had happened in the school that bothered him, because Lestat was his only friend and he couldn't imagine life at school without him as people were now having to do with the boy who'd died. But, his mind barely sat on such a thought, instead it leapt back into what he was reading, ignoring all those around him as he just enjoyed the book. He had thought about finding Lestat prior to coming to the pitch, but he hadn't liked being in the school, the outdoors were a much better thing, a much better place for him to be.
It was the peace that this place was bringing him that he enjoyed most, he was able to lie back on one of the benches and in using his rudimental and basic magic let the book hover above his head. He liked reading, far more than his best friend Lestat did, and it was only that aspect of what had happened in the school that bothered him, because Lestat was his only friend and he couldn't imagine life at school without him as people were now having to do with the boy who'd died. But, his mind barely sat on such a thought, instead it leapt back into what he was reading, ignoring all those around him as he just enjoyed the book. He had thought about finding Lestat prior to coming to the pitch, but he hadn't liked being in the school, the outdoors were a much better thing, a much better place for him to be.