Post by Gwen on Jan 17, 2008 7:01:19 GMT -5
The crypt seemed like and ideal place to ask of assistance when it came to something that was probably illegal. And since not many people would even show up in the winter, let alone at night passed curfew, making this the perfect time and place. Gwen had sent an owl to Syrus Korodin asking for assistance in something that was left unsaid. So here she was waiting patiently for the Professor.
"Let's just hope all that ease dropping that I did was worth it," she muttered as she pulled a black leather jacket closer to her frame. "And not just rumors being spread," she added soon after as she leaned against a tombstone. Closing her eyes her hand dove into her pocket and retrieved an inverse pentagram that she had grown quite fond of over the past year. Tucking the silver back into her pocket, she replaced it with her wand and held it to her side.
Please let him say he'll help she hoped as a smirk crossed her lips. Or let him even show up she sighed rolling her eyes as she began to pace back and forth out of boredom.
Oh how the Slytherin loathed asking for help with something that she had gone to school for. This was a major blow against her ego let alone her pride. But it was something that she needed to get done and over with so she can move on with her life. And who knew perhaps she can ask if he can take her under his wing. Yet again this was something that she really didn't want to do.
"Let's just hope all that ease dropping that I did was worth it," she muttered as she pulled a black leather jacket closer to her frame. "And not just rumors being spread," she added soon after as she leaned against a tombstone. Closing her eyes her hand dove into her pocket and retrieved an inverse pentagram that she had grown quite fond of over the past year. Tucking the silver back into her pocket, she replaced it with her wand and held it to her side.
Please let him say he'll help she hoped as a smirk crossed her lips. Or let him even show up she sighed rolling her eyes as she began to pace back and forth out of boredom.
Oh how the Slytherin loathed asking for help with something that she had gone to school for. This was a major blow against her ego let alone her pride. But it was something that she needed to get done and over with so she can move on with her life. And who knew perhaps she can ask if he can take her under his wing. Yet again this was something that she really didn't want to do.