Lianna Maylorn
Hufflepuff Prefect
Fifth Year
Sitting on the edge of the World
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Post by Lianna Maylorn on Oct 29, 2006 18:56:04 GMT -5
Not.
Alright, it was spring, and spring generally meant a nice gentle rain once a week minimum. Lianna liked those nice gentle drizzles, you could still enjoy the day in those. You couldn't enjoy what it was doing now, raining, and not the gentle kind but a full-fledged downpour. So there she was, staring out a window on the sixth floor as the dark gray skies and large heavy raindrops plastered themselves to the glass and horizon beyond. It was quite a depressing sight indeed for someone who loved to be outside than in.
"Stupid storms..." The girl muttered to herself, leaning her elbows on the sill to support herself. Couldn't she at least get some lightning to make it semi enjoyable? Pretty soon the day would be gone anyway and it would be dinner, but it had been pouring ALL day. Only pouring. no gaps, no sun, no lightning or thunder, just water. It was getting kinda old and she had nothing to do indoors. She need someting to brighten up the remainder of the day that didn't involve schoolwork.
Sure, tracking someone down would've been no problem, but gray days did to her what they did to everyone else, they made her simply not want to move.
(Open.)
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Post by lizzy on Oct 29, 2006 20:30:29 GMT -5
Lizzy had been having trouble adjusting to what she considered to be "life alone." Living the day to day without her little tag-along, Celia, just wasn't life as she knew it, and the difference had been gnawing at her since day one. But would she admit to missing the menace? Never. So what could she do? Find a new friend, of course. It was the ideal remedy, but proceeding with it was another thing altogether, especially when a miserable second year was feeding her melancholy by locking herself away in corners, common rooms, and libraries.
Nevertheless, Elizabeth once again found herself, arms laden with several thick textbooks, trudging down the stairs, floor to floor, yet, having been unable as yet to figure out the ways of the staircases, she somehow found herself rounding the sixth floor again. "Oh bother," she muttered, realizing this and turning to look at the path behind her, stopping next to the window at which sat another such second year girl. What are the odds?
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Lianna Maylorn
Hufflepuff Prefect
Fifth Year
Sitting on the edge of the World
Posts: 1,122
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Post by Lianna Maylorn on Oct 29, 2006 21:27:08 GMT -5
She had heard footsteps come and go for the past while now, never really turning to see exactly whom had made them, what was the point? If they had wanted to talk to her, or even aknowledge her they would have said sooner right? Ok, maybe not, either way, she didn't pay attention to them. She did pay attention however when the echoing of footsteps came by again, and stopped only to be accompanied by an unintelliglable mutter from a girl's voice that sounded to be of her own age.
For the first time in a good hour, her head turned to look at something other than the depressing scene beyond the window pane, which resulted in her finding out she had a rather nasty kink in her neck. "Ow...lovely weather isn't it?" Lianna questioned the girl with a small sigh, whom the Huffle found to be from classes. The Gryffindor lass was generally much like Lianna herself, generally silent.
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Post by lizzy on Oct 29, 2006 21:56:08 GMT -5
Elizabeth didn't notice the other girl until she spoke, but it didn't frighten her. The halls of Hogwarts weren't exactly silent, what with the gossip of the portraits and all, though she supposed that you learned, eventually, to tune it out.
Smiling slightly at the other girl, Lizzy turned to look at her fully. "Lovely, indeed. Such an improvement over the slush of months past." She sarcasm in the Gryffindor's tone was probably not wholly apparent, but it was present. Liz hesitated slightly before taking a step nearer the Hufflepuff girl - now that she could take in all of her features, Lizzy recognized the other girl as someone from her classes. All of them. Therefore, the Badger girl must be a second year like herself. "Have you been sitting up here admiring the weather for long?"
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Lianna Maylorn
Hufflepuff Prefect
Fifth Year
Sitting on the edge of the World
Posts: 1,122
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Post by Lianna Maylorn on Oct 30, 2006 16:12:05 GMT -5
"If you call wishing it to go away admiring, then yeah, for a good hour or so now...hasn't changed much. Rain keeps falling, clouds get darker now and then but nothing too special. It's actually quite a boring thing really." Lianna replied, shrugging her shoulders with a slight smile. Downpours, such a bother, it was too wet to do anything, too constant to even think of moving outside, and it generally just ruined people's days.
"It's Valentine, right?" The girl questioned, her head tilting the slightest inch to the left in curiosity. Names were never really something she was good with, especially if she didn't really know the person. She'd only really seen the girl in classes, and the Professors seemed to constantly refer to them on a last-name basis. What was the point of that? Would it kill to call a student by their first name?
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Post by lizzy on Nov 23, 2006 10:19:43 GMT -5
"I suppose wishing doesn't do you much good when it comes to the weather, even with magic," Liz replied, shrugging, as she took a few more steps until she could see clearly out the window. "So dreary," she stated with a wrinkle of her nose.
"Yes, Valentine. Elizabeth Valentine." Lizzy smiled at the Badger girl as she tried to remember the other girl's name from classes, but decided to quit and ask rather than sit there and look like a goon forever. "I seem to have forgotten your name, though."
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