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emjay · 05-22-2016, 04:11 PM

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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch

Leaving the library in the care off some trustworthy seventh year students, Leo packed his fishing gear and some food and drink into a satchel and headed out of the castle, with one clear destination in mind; the wooden bridge. He welcomed the cold November air that pinched his cheeks into a pink tone as he walked down the familiar path from the castle. The refreshing late fall air would help clear his head. Leo had far too many thoughts circling around in his head at the moment with eagle students breaking rules, a worried Cassie at home, as well as the recurring trouble with the restricted section.

Steeping out onto the wooden bridge Leo chose a random spot on the peacefully quiet and empty bridge where a window was cracked and dug his fishing pole out of his satchel. Tossing the line out and down into the lake water below the librarian looked forward to some time alone with just his thoughts and his fishing pole.

Now that it was getting colder, Ansley spent less time outdoors. In fact, it was a running joke with anyone who knew him best that he tended to hibernate once it was winter. But he had need to visit the greenhouses today for some flora to create more supplies so he braved the falling temperatures with a scarf tied loosely around his neck.

Even if it was a bit on the cold side, he decided to take the scenic route back once he had tucked a few samples into his satchel, and he found himself walking over the covered bridge. There were relatively few students there and he walked past them with ease, nodding a greeting as he did. Spotting Leo about halfway down, Ansley slowed his pace and took a place next to the librarian.

"Hi, Leo, how are things?" Might as well engage in a little friendly conversation since he had a little free time anyway.

05-22-2016, 04:11 PM	#21 (permalink)
emjay Pygmy Puff Join Date: Jun 2008 Location: working Posts: 18,281 Hogwarts RPG Name: Phoenix Marchbanks Ravenclaw Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Wiley Whittebrook Hufflepuff Second Year x12 x5	Unforgivably Cursed \| adultescent Quote: Originally Posted by Nordic Witch Leaving the library in the care off some trustworthy seventh year students, Leo packed his fishing gear and some food and drink into a satchel and headed out of the castle, with one clear destination in mind; the wooden bridge. He welcomed the cold November air that pinched his cheeks into a pink tone as he walked down the familiar path from the castle. The refreshing late fall air would help clear his head. Leo had far too many thoughts circling around in his head at the moment with eagle students breaking rules, a worried Cassie at home, as well as the recurring trouble with the restricted section. Steeping out onto the wooden bridge Leo chose a random spot on the peacefully quiet and empty bridge where a window was cracked and dug his fishing pole out of his satchel. Tossing the line out and down into the lake water below the librarian looked forward to some time alone with just his thoughts and his fishing pole. Now that it was getting colder, Ansley spent less time outdoors. In fact, it was a running joke with anyone who knew him best that he tended to hibernate once it was winter. But he had need to visit the greenhouses today for some flora to create more supplies so he braved the falling temperatures with a scarf tied loosely around his neck. Even if it was a bit on the cold side, he decided to take the scenic route back once he had tucked a few samples into his satchel, and he found himself walking over the covered bridge. There were relatively few students there and he walked past them with ease, nodding a greeting as he did. Spotting Leo about halfway down, Ansley slowed his pace and took a place next to the librarian. "Hi, Leo, how are things?" Might as well engage in a little friendly conversation since he had a little free time anyway. __________________ started like a knight in a fairytale_______________________________________________ ended like a moth in flames______________________ ______________________don't you worry I'll be fine _________________________________________________you were good for the plot line