Post by Isaac Lehrer on May 11, 2012 11:47:23 GMT -6
“Yes, I’ve just finished the extra ones you wanted, I’ll review them and send the final shots over tonight,” Isaac spoke to the photo editor in charge of putting together a magazine article for which he had taken the photographs, holding his mobile up to his ear with his shoulder as he packed away his equipment into the camera bag slung over his other shoulder. “No problem, by 5, yes as ever Matt, goodbye,” he finished the call mercifully just as he’d finished packing his things away and he tapped the ‘end call’ button and stashed his phone in his jacket pocket. Finally wrapping his scarf around his neck and buttoning up his jacket properly he ducked out of the abandoned building, now overgrown with weeds and trailing ivy, which had been the subject of the photos and the magazine article, and continued up the path, in barely a blink of the eye Disapparating and reappearing in Hogsmeade.
The change from pavement to cobbles marked Isaac’s arrival into the centre of the wizarding village as he headed, past the main street containing the likes of The Three Broomsticks, towards a little coffee shop he liked on the outskirts of Hogsmeade. Head bent against the wind that whistled through the high street he didn’t see the person walking the other way until he’d almost bumped into them. Stopping just short of doing so he held a hand up, about to apologise profusely but he began to smile instead as he glanced up and saw exactly who it was. “Amanda! I'm terribly sorry, Ames, I wasn’t paying any attention to where I was going! How are you? You look well,” he greeted her enthusiastically, though his voice, as ever, was soft and gentle in tone.
((ooc: Ignore the random title, haha, I couldn't think of anything so I just shoved some lyrics from the Script song I happened to be listening to at the time I wrote this. Not that it matters eitherI just like staring at photos of Tom but he's wearing this.))
The change from pavement to cobbles marked Isaac’s arrival into the centre of the wizarding village as he headed, past the main street containing the likes of The Three Broomsticks, towards a little coffee shop he liked on the outskirts of Hogsmeade. Head bent against the wind that whistled through the high street he didn’t see the person walking the other way until he’d almost bumped into them. Stopping just short of doing so he held a hand up, about to apologise profusely but he began to smile instead as he glanced up and saw exactly who it was. “Amanda! I'm terribly sorry, Ames, I wasn’t paying any attention to where I was going! How are you? You look well,” he greeted her enthusiastically, though his voice, as ever, was soft and gentle in tone.
((ooc: Ignore the random title, haha, I couldn't think of anything so I just shoved some lyrics from the Script song I happened to be listening to at the time I wrote this. Not that it matters either