Post by batgirl on Oct 10, 2007 10:10:07 GMT -5
So Darling let's dance along the courtyard maze
And get lost from the real world f o r e v e r
The deeper and deeper Ranka got into the maze, the more she was starting to dislike it. Sure, It was a nice place for the upper class men to send the ickle first years like herself into, hoping they would get lost, but it was not a pleasant experience for the dear Russian. And no, Ranka was not the victim of some dirty trick by someone who was older then her here - she was victim to her own curiosity. they always said that curiosity killed the cat. It's a good thing too, or Ranka might not be around right now.
Her bright brown eyes followed every twist and turn as she went straight, turned left, took a quick right, then went straight again for hours on end. She wasn't lost [ at lest, that is what she told herself ], just wondering around a little more before she decided to head back to the boring common room. Her fingers entwined with each other, Ranka bit her lip ring once more like she always did, the cool wind sweeping over the maze giving her a new sensation of coolness. The one day I don't bring a jacket... she thought to herself with a small grunt, murmuring some things to herself in Russian.
Today, Ranka was wearing the more muggle side of her attire. Jeans, with rips and tears in them wherever you looked. She had on some tights underneath those, black and gray stripped that showed through all the rips and tears. Of course, lets not forget her shirt that fit to every curve of her body - it was white, and read "the Beatles" on it, her favorite band of all time. She grinned a bit, getting the chills as a shiver shot up her spine, and goosebumps [ no, not the muggle series ] appeared on her skin. She sighed, pushing a stray piece of blond hair form her eyes and pressing on.
Ranka, being the muggle junkie that she is found herself thinking back to the movie she watched back in Russia, even though it was made in America. The translating was horrible. The Shining - not too scary, but enough to make her brother wet the bed that night. She grinned at the memory. Ranka kept feeling like a man was going to pop out of the the bushes and yell 'Here's Johny!' and attack her with some form of ax or something. That, or the edges will form in the shapes of animals or attack her. She bit her lip ring a bit more. You never know with this school - after all, it is magic.
After taking another Right, Ranka found herself in a small clearing in the Maze. A fountain sat in the middle,water coming from the top of it. Ranka let out a sigh, making her way over to the fountain and taking a seat. Time to rest for a bit.