Post by lavenderpearson on Apr 16, 2011 10:56:26 GMT -6
It was the weekend and so naturally Lavender was in one of her favourite places, the Dungeons doing potions. She was so happy to be out of her robes. They were hand-me-downs and a bit large for her tiny frame. The sleeves always got in the way. Instead Lavender wore a white t-shirt with a ribcage on the front paired with black skinny jeans and her favourite studded converse. As usual she was wearing lots of wrist bands, a black leather band with skulls, some studded bangles and whatnot.
As she carefully measured in a few drops of a deep blue liquid into her cauldron she saw something scurry across the floor. Her eyes widened and she squealed, and jumped up onto the table. It was rat. The one thing Lavender was afraid of was mice and rats; the rodent family in general sort of freaked her out. Sitting cross-legged beside her cauldron she spoke to thin air, “Fine, I wanted to sit on the table anyhow, no teachers to tell me off for doing so eh ratty,” she spoke to the rat and then looked up to see that she was no longer alone, “Heeey, how long have you been standing there?” she asked them.
((ooc: Anyone? I needed to write for Lavender. And yes the title doesn't make any sense I was simply putting words together, hehe.))
As she carefully measured in a few drops of a deep blue liquid into her cauldron she saw something scurry across the floor. Her eyes widened and she squealed, and jumped up onto the table. It was rat. The one thing Lavender was afraid of was mice and rats; the rodent family in general sort of freaked her out. Sitting cross-legged beside her cauldron she spoke to thin air, “Fine, I wanted to sit on the table anyhow, no teachers to tell me off for doing so eh ratty,” she spoke to the rat and then looked up to see that she was no longer alone, “Heeey, how long have you been standing there?” she asked them.
((ooc: Anyone? I needed to write for Lavender. And yes the title doesn't make any sense I was simply putting words together, hehe.))