Post by rae on Nov 21, 2007 21:35:46 GMT -5
Alexandraea was patrolling the hallways, trying to get used to the place that was now her home. It was difficult, she had to admit. It seemed as if nothing stayed the same; things were always changing. Always. A sigh escaped her lips as she turned around a corner. In her quest to get used to the school, she had become lost and here she was without a map. How lucky of her--not.[/font][/blockquote]
Rae stopped and leaned against a wall, struggling to regain her wits in an attempt to figure out where she was in relative to some form of destination. A ghost idly passed her and her fingers accidentally caught hold in its body. She never felt any such cold before--it somehow was colder than ice and a shiver went up her spine. No matter that she was wearing an orange long sleeved shirt with a falcon on it. Put aside the fact that her sneakers held double-socked feet. Turn a blind eye to her thick light jeans. Ignore her waves of hair around her face. Ghosts were simply that cold and she had the sudden urge to seek a fire. Perhaps she should go back to the Common Room.
Perhaps she should learn not to get lost in the castle.
As tempting as the former seemed, she could not help but want to solve the mystery that was Trios Hogwarts before she went to her classes. Upon her arrival she had been late to many of them. A sad, sad thing: she now had to make all of them up. Sighing, the fifteen year Ravenclaw began to walk again. On purpose she put on a lost expression. Perhaps someone would come by, notice it, and offer her help without saying a word.
One could only hope, anyway.