Post by Ebony Arka on Sept 13, 2007 3:29:36 GMT -5
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And all though silent corriors echo the footsteps, of a fall from grace and a fear of persecution.
It sounded good in her own head she had to admit and it made her feel better about wondering alone through the classrooms at lunch time. She knew she was runnning a risk, a risk that she would end up pounded into a stain on the wall but she didn't mind. A sadistic part of her wanted it. Wanted to be hurt, and to bleed.
Yes she knew that it was not normal, but somehow she did not mind. She just walked. Humming to herself. And yet the walls did not yeild any death eaters. Or even trainees. Out to kill the muggle bloods. Turning off she walked into the empty transfiguration classroom and settled heself down. Perching on teh edge of a desk she dropped her bag on to the chair by her feet and hummed to herself, untieing her long auburn hair.
Come and get me then she muttered to herself, tilting her head so that sher hair fell forward to sheild her eyes. One little muggle blood sat here all alone and depite the quiet of her tone it echoed off the walls.
ooc:this is my plan to get ebsical beaten up, cause im nice like that. hehe.
[/font]And all though silent corriors echo the footsteps, of a fall from grace and a fear of persecution.
It sounded good in her own head she had to admit and it made her feel better about wondering alone through the classrooms at lunch time. She knew she was runnning a risk, a risk that she would end up pounded into a stain on the wall but she didn't mind. A sadistic part of her wanted it. Wanted to be hurt, and to bleed.
Yes she knew that it was not normal, but somehow she did not mind. She just walked. Humming to herself. And yet the walls did not yeild any death eaters. Or even trainees. Out to kill the muggle bloods. Turning off she walked into the empty transfiguration classroom and settled heself down. Perching on teh edge of a desk she dropped her bag on to the chair by her feet and hummed to herself, untieing her long auburn hair.
Come and get me then she muttered to herself, tilting her head so that sher hair fell forward to sheild her eyes. One little muggle blood sat here all alone and depite the quiet of her tone it echoed off the walls.
ooc:this is my plan to get ebsical beaten up, cause im nice like that. hehe.