Post by Ashi Junsei on Oct 29, 2005 18:50:55 GMT -5
OoC: Open to the few literates, which means I want atleast two paragraphs per post, please.
BiC: A small girl wandered aimlessly throughout the halls. Her long, pale hands seemed to glow in the dim light, as one of them skimmed the stone wall next to her, as she made her way down the long, dark corridor. Her un-natural crimson eyes were distant, as if in deep thought, and her pale, blank face seemed to give off a distant glow as well, even if it was a trick of the light. Her long, black hair was straight today, tumbling past her waist, almost un-moving as her black shoes made hardly any noise upon the stone ground, her black school robes barley swaying as her small frame walked.
Ashi had no destination, no particular place she was going. In simple terms, she was bored. Having not been able to sleep, due to that wretched Parkinson girls snoring, she had simply left.
She turned a corner, wondering if she got caught if she should simply beat the person to near death, or just walk away. The first choice sounded better to Ashi. It always did.
Ashi was cold, ruthless, and arrogant. She always got what she wanted, when she wanted, with no exceptions. The had the title as the 'Bad-ass' of Slytherin house, and was proud to hold that title.
A small, mischevious smirk played on her pale, heart-shaped face, but the small smirk quickly turned into a hint of confusion, as she saw one of the torches already lit on the corridor. Ashi's footsteps paused slightly, and she wondered vaguely if she should approach, but then again, this was Ashi. Of course she would approach.
Her steps quickened as she made her way to the room, facing the doorway, pausing for a look around. It was empty. The room was small, cramped, and dusty, with old, battered, bookcases lining the walls. She frowned slightly, sitting down, and leaning against a ragged looking stool. Well, it wasn't much, but it was a place to rest, Ashi thought, as her eye lids felt suddenly heavy.[/color]