08-20-2013, 12:46 PM
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Originally Posted by Roselyn Having had a rather pleasant experience the last time she was out of the apartment, Medea once again forced herself into the outside world, feeling just a bit more as old herself. No, she wasn't calling herself old. Sparkling hippogriffs, that would have been ridiculous! Yet, despite not being able to accomplish the tasks she desperately wanted to check off her list as of YET, a little break was surely needed.
A little break in a very loud and noisy yet fun looking festival. Good enough.
BUT, she needed something first that she'd forgotten to bring. Ice water. Did they even have ice water here? Clutching a semi-open small velvet purple bag that squirmed every now and then, she inched her way over towards one of the vendor booths.
Goodness there were a lot of people here. Grinning from ear to ear, mostly because he no longer felt self conscious about his missing teeth because the good ol' muggle dentist had fixed that right up, Airey approached the vendors for something to quench his summer thirst. Something...
Ooooooooooh! Exploding lemonade! He did rather fancy that. Had not had any of that since, well, since last summer now that he thought about it.
Eyes down as he poked around his breast pocket for his manly coin purse, he wasn't entirely paying attention to where he was walking and bumped into several people. "Pardon. 'scuse me! Please let me throoooooooooooough," he sang as he made his way towards the refreshments line.
__________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back.........................................
But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... 
The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony
My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like |
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