Post by Anastasiya Emilia Baroque on Jul 18, 2007 3:32:56 GMT -5
Today Anastasiya had a day off from either side of her life. And what has she doing...studying.... oh dont party to hard. Anastasiya had been in here for hours and the last hour had been spent reading over the same page and she had gotten to the point where she could just not stand the quiet of the library anymore. Each nerve in her body was tense as she tried to sit there and study for a charms lesson she had next class. The book was large and the pages yellowed and all she could think about doing was throwing it across the room and watching the somewhat torn pages flutter to the floor. After a few long moments of day dreaming she stood up shoving her quills, her rolled up parchment and her capped ink wells into her bag. With that she walked out giving the door a little more force the necessary smiling to herself when she heard the door slam back thinking of how many people had probably jumped out of their seats at the unexpected noise
She walked down the halls with no real destination in mind her feet carrying her along with her mind in a blur. She saw but a few people on her travel around the castle but none that she had time to stop and talk to. She was on a mission. To where? Well that is a good question. She just needed to go somewhere to cool her nerves. Classes were getting to her and so was the weather. The heat of summer was the worst time of England to her. So her next move was pretty weird to herself. She found herself pushing open the doors to the grounds and stepping out into the warm heavy air. She stopped on the sets setting down her brown leather bag and pulled off her top shirt revealing.. another shirt. A white tank top in fact, only doing this because she saw no one else around to view her acts of a somewhat inappropriate manner of removing clothing. Well at least in Russia it was.
She picked up her bang and continued walking pushing her shirt deep into her bag the sun beating down on her shoulders and back. She walked along the grounds her eyes roaming the lake seeing a leg of the squid for a split second before it was pulled sharply back into the water. To hot for even the animals. She entered the vast arena of the qudditch pitch and climbed to the top of the stands sitting in the far back row the over hang casting a small amount of shade just enough to cover her face. She sat back her legs crossing over one another and stretching out to the next seat.
Suddenly something small next to her caught her eyes and she turned her head slowly a bit worried that it might be something not so nice from the forest coming to visit. She sighed with relief when all it was was a small round and slightly fluffy bird. Emmy had seem some pretty large insects come out of those woods and no mater how much power she had she still could not get over her fear of insects. But this was a bird a small little quiet bird, this is what she had needed to calm her. Something to focus on in a creative manner. She quietly pulled out a roll of thick soft parchment and ink well and a quill and began to draw the small subtle creature trying to catch the soft feathers and dark shinny eyes. Yes Emmy sketched, she just didn't have time very often and it wasn't something she wanted people trying to peak a look at. This was hers and was basicaly the only thing in her life that was a secret and she was going to keep it that way.
She sketched solidly for a while in wonder that the little animal had sat still for such a long time and finally it flew away mixing her with a sadness and a bit of joy in the fact that he little thing hadn't died. To her dismay she realized it had started to get dark and she was a bit away from the castle. She started to walk down the steps when she heard a solid bang at the bottom her feet stopping quickly and she listened again. She would have walked down to explore the noise normally but the grounds were dark and the stairs were even darker seeing as how they were inclosed. This causing Emme to be practically blind since yes she had no night vision once so ever. One reason she never left the castle at night without someone to guide her of alert her when someone else was coming. Just like now. She tried squinting and peering down into the dark path but with no avail. She stepped down the steps slowly her hand gripping to the railing with white knuckles. She could well be walking into danger in times like these you never knew who was lurking. Her hand went to her wand and then finally she took the plunge.
"'ello?"
She walked down the halls with no real destination in mind her feet carrying her along with her mind in a blur. She saw but a few people on her travel around the castle but none that she had time to stop and talk to. She was on a mission. To where? Well that is a good question. She just needed to go somewhere to cool her nerves. Classes were getting to her and so was the weather. The heat of summer was the worst time of England to her. So her next move was pretty weird to herself. She found herself pushing open the doors to the grounds and stepping out into the warm heavy air. She stopped on the sets setting down her brown leather bag and pulled off her top shirt revealing.. another shirt. A white tank top in fact, only doing this because she saw no one else around to view her acts of a somewhat inappropriate manner of removing clothing. Well at least in Russia it was.
She picked up her bang and continued walking pushing her shirt deep into her bag the sun beating down on her shoulders and back. She walked along the grounds her eyes roaming the lake seeing a leg of the squid for a split second before it was pulled sharply back into the water. To hot for even the animals. She entered the vast arena of the qudditch pitch and climbed to the top of the stands sitting in the far back row the over hang casting a small amount of shade just enough to cover her face. She sat back her legs crossing over one another and stretching out to the next seat.
Suddenly something small next to her caught her eyes and she turned her head slowly a bit worried that it might be something not so nice from the forest coming to visit. She sighed with relief when all it was was a small round and slightly fluffy bird. Emmy had seem some pretty large insects come out of those woods and no mater how much power she had she still could not get over her fear of insects. But this was a bird a small little quiet bird, this is what she had needed to calm her. Something to focus on in a creative manner. She quietly pulled out a roll of thick soft parchment and ink well and a quill and began to draw the small subtle creature trying to catch the soft feathers and dark shinny eyes. Yes Emmy sketched, she just didn't have time very often and it wasn't something she wanted people trying to peak a look at. This was hers and was basicaly the only thing in her life that was a secret and she was going to keep it that way.
She sketched solidly for a while in wonder that the little animal had sat still for such a long time and finally it flew away mixing her with a sadness and a bit of joy in the fact that he little thing hadn't died. To her dismay she realized it had started to get dark and she was a bit away from the castle. She started to walk down the steps when she heard a solid bang at the bottom her feet stopping quickly and she listened again. She would have walked down to explore the noise normally but the grounds were dark and the stairs were even darker seeing as how they were inclosed. This causing Emme to be practically blind since yes she had no night vision once so ever. One reason she never left the castle at night without someone to guide her of alert her when someone else was coming. Just like now. She tried squinting and peering down into the dark path but with no avail. She stepped down the steps slowly her hand gripping to the railing with white knuckles. She could well be walking into danger in times like these you never knew who was lurking. Her hand went to her wand and then finally she took the plunge.
"'ello?"
