Lake at Night

[slytherianchicki]

[shadow=blue,left,300]Carol sat on the edge of the lake; dressed in jeans, a gray sweater, hiking boots, and a long thick black cloak. She dipped her hand into the water, and watched the ripples. [/shadow]

[salem]

A thoroughly annoyed Salem Grey stalked out to the lake, dressed in a pair of ragged blue jeans and a loose gray shirt with sleeves that looked like they'd been ripped off. The outfit looked pretty old, but it was comfortable and full of memories, and he didn't care what people thought of his appearance. He wasn't wearing a cloak, but he didn't feel the chill in the air, and his skin was paler now that he was out in the moonlight..

The flecks in his eyes were absolutely blazing but his face was emotionless. "Pol didn't tell me that my first day would be spent running all over the place.. He should've let me come here on the right day." He mumbled to himself, his old black sneakers making soft noises as he walked to the edge and stood there staring at the night sky, seemingly oblivious to everything else around him.

[slytherianchicki]

[shadow=blue,left,300]Carol looked into the now smooth surface of the lake, to see a small, pitiful girl staring back at her and voices filling her ears, 'You're useless.' 'You are as pitiful as you look.' 'You aren't strong! You're a sniffling wimp!'
"No, I'm strong. I'm not a pitiful little girl. I'm not..." She slapped the image in the water, and pulled back from it. Tears stained her eyes; angry, hateful tears.[/shadow]

[salem]

His eyes dim and his mind wandering, it took Salem a few minutes to finally realize that someone was nearby. He tore his gaze from the starry curtain of the sky and looked at Coral with cool eyes, his face still as blank as it was before. He lifted a scarred hand to tuck a stray lock of long black hair behind his ear, then looked out over the water. "Don't hurt yourself now, Ms. Berlay.." His words were a mere wisp upon the wind, quickly lost to the night.

[slytherianchicki]

[shadow=blue,left,300]Carol looked up at him. She stood up and met his cold emtionless gaze. "Since when does anyone care for what happens to me, Mr. Grey?" She threw her head, managing to move her hair from her face. Her face, in moonlight, revealed its whip scars and burn marks.[/shadow]

[salem]

His chilled eyes turned even colder, becoming hard chips of ice as they bored into hers. "'Ow would I know the answer to yer question? And who says I care? Maybe I just don't want ye to fall into the lake and drown, and then be held as a witness to yer demise?" He said icily, letting his street accent slip through.

He leaned forward into the light where she could clearly see numerous varieties of scars along his jawline, across his throat, and on his face, some old, the others new. "I did na come out 'ere to squabble with the likes of ye. Next time I'll know not to stop ye from hurting yerself." He retorted, staying impassive, the act as familiar to him as the back of his hand. He turned and walked over to a far-off tree, then climbed up to one of its sturdy, high branches and sat down on it.

[Professor Hermione Potter]

Watching from a tree not far from the two students.

(It's just past curfew, but I'll observe for now.)

Smiles as I watch over the new first years.

[salem]

(Erm.. Oops? Lol. Curfew slipped my mind. I have to go, I might be back in about 15 minutes.. If not, I won't sign back on until tomorrow. Sayonara. Good night, Headmistress. ;D)

[slytherianchicki]

[shadow=blue,left,300]Carol rolled her eyes. "And I thought it would be better here..."A tear streaked down her face, burning her re-opened wounds. "Damn, where's the rain when you need it."She whisphered to herself. She didn't look at Salem purely out of disgust, rage, and unasurence. [/shadow]

[salem]

Salem sighed at the stifling ambiance surrounding the area, trying to keep a scowl from forming on his face. 'I can’t even come outside without this sort of thing happening to me.. I should've just kept my mouth shut. Nobody needs my two cents.' He thought, his right leg bent at the knee with his foot on the branch supporting him, his other leg dangling freely. He found himself dozing off, weary from having run all over the place to his classes, most of which he got lost in trying to find.. His head fell so that his chin was resting on his chest, and five minutes later he sat up straight with a start.

"Polaris would kill me if I got detention for being out after curfew.." He mumbled, heaving another sigh as he stood up on the branch and jumped off, landing in a cat-like crouch on the ground. "Such a shame that there's a curfew here.. I prefer the night a lot more than the day.." He mumbled to himself again, casting one last mournful glance to the starry night sky before he stealthily crept to the castle and slipped inside, heading for the Mihael common room.

[slytherianchicki]

[shadow=blue,left,300]Carol yawned, looked around trying to see if anyone was watching her, and let herself change into the chocolate lab that was always around when her human form wasn't. It rose its head to the sky and, as if a wolf, howled loudly and thoartfully.[/shadow]