Post by CELESTE JOHANNA HELARD on Oct 11, 2010 12:09:54 GMT -5
HOW MANY TIMES WILL THE CLOCK GO AROUND?
how many times can my hands hit the ground? how far will i fall 'til the alarm sounds?[/color]
A single female figure walked through the gloomy corridors of the Hogwarts dungeons. She'd left her common room in search of a better time, so to speak. of course she enjoyed sitting on those black leather sofa's and chatting with her dedicated group of friends, but really, that was just not what she wanted to be doing right now. She wanted to do something radical, fun, she wanted to be amused for more than two seconds and she wanted that right now. Cee was the type of girl to find bemusement in the worst possible scenario's. Someone tripping and falling down the stairs, well that right there would be CJay's que to laugh hysterically. Someone accidentally setting themselves aflame due to a spell gone awry, well you can bet that you'd get a smile from Celeste. She was a dark and twisted girl when she wanted to be. She had her moments, where even the fluffy Hufflepuffs could smile while in the same room as her, though those occasions were a rarity. Celeste hardly tried to make friends with the lower houseman. And by that she simply meant the Gryffindors and the Hufflepuffs. Ravenclaws were not so bad. At least she could have a decent conversations with them.
She sighed, raking a slender hand through her raven tendrils. Her chocolate orbs were not as bright as before. They were dull with no semblance of a shine or sheen to them. She needed to find amusement and she needed it fast. Her hips swayed side to side fluently as she walked. Her thin frame clothed with a white, silky blouse, and pair of black shorts. Her feet, which carried her forward, were raised a few inches due to the black pumps she had slipped on before leaving. Her hair cascaded down her back, a waterfall of black tresses. She'd even adorned her neck with a beaded necklace that hung rather low, a green jewel at it's end. An obvious give away to her house, and her proud spirit. Celeste dropped her gaze, staring at the cobbled floor as she trekked silently through the castle, she'd gone up the stairs leading out of the dungeons and without glancing anywhere, she just turned, as if knowing exactly where she wanted to go. It took only five minutes before Cee came to a complete stop, her eyes lifting from the floor.
A fountain stood before her, in the shape of a man with a feathered bird on his shoulder. Her head tilted, her eyes squinting. The face looked familiar, but she couldn't put her finger on it. Obviously he was unimportant. Cee placed her hands on her hips, gripping her hipbones tightly, frustration radiating from her every pore. This was not at all what she'd had in mind. She backed herself up into a corner and slid down the wall, pulling her knees to her chest she wrapped her arms around them, her head leaning forward so that she could rest her forehead on her knees. She closed her eyes and breathed deeply.
WORDS:[/color] 509 ; TEMPLATE:[/color] © kaitie ; BANNER:[/color] © kaitie ; LYRICS:[/color] © lights ; OUTFIT:[/color] the outfit ; STATUS:[/color] completed ; TAGS:[/color] genevieve serena capet / tammykins ;
COMMENTS:[/color] omg ball of fail! i'm sorry.[/center][/blockquote]
