Post by Mari on Mar 17, 2007 21:04:56 GMT -5
OOC Name: Mari
Character Name: Ashe Courtlandt
Gender: Female
Year: Freshman
Age: Eighteen
Major: Achitecture // Photography. [Was hoping if she could be torn between the two for a bit..]
Sample:
[recycled]
It was 4:30 in the morning and our favorite little feisty girl Janey Wood was wide awake. She was sitting up in bed with her cream colored sheets over her head. She had her wand lying beside her under the sheets and she had placed it with a lighting spell so she could see. What was the girl looking at that was so important to see at this time of morning? Well she was reading of course! But she wasn’t reading just any ordinary book. Oh no. Janey was reading the second book to one of her favorite Wizarding book series by her favorite author Stella Foothill. She had gotten this book two days ago and had read about 300 pages out of the 450 that was total in the first day! The second day she didn’t get a chance to read because she had to spend time study for her Arithmancy test and then starting at about one in the morning, the other night she just couldn’t get the story out of her mind. So she continued reading with her nose in the book and covers over her head, just like that.
It wasn’t that surprising to her that she wasn’t tired this early in the morning. She went to bed at eleven last night slept for three hours, then woke at the sound of the strong wide blowing outside and the small snowflakes gently hitting her window. After that she quickly went right to her book, knowing that she couldn’t wait any longer to figure out the ending. No, Jane isn’t weird. She’s just like all those other book lovers out there. You start reading a series of books and you get all into the fantastic literature and storyline. The book intrigues you so much that once you are forced to put it down to attend to some other duty, the story is still on your mind. That was exactly how Jane felt about this book, and she was sure that once she finished it she would immediately be craving to read the last and final book of the series.
As she turned the last page of the book and finished reading the final line, Janey let out a long quiet breath as if she had been holding it in since the beginning. The ending of course relieved her, because her favorite character Violet did not die. But now that her character had not passed on, she was taken away by a strange man to a old rotten looking town that was filled with lonely and revengeful spirits of the dead. Just as she had predicted before, she was dying to start reading the third and final book. Pulling the covers over her head and sliding out of bed, Janey chewed on the inside of her cheek as she began to pace back and forth, with her book tightly enclosed in her left hand. It was now 4:40 am and she was in desperate need of getting the book before she would drive herself insane.
After a moment or two of pacing she dropped the book onto her bed and quietly tipped toed to her trunk, opened it and quickly changed into a red tight fitted tank top, a warm buttoned black coat, fitted low cut blue jeans, and a pair of her favorite red flats with the small little white leather bows on the tips of her shoes. She was going to the library. Yes, she was going to go at this early in the morning. She couldn’t wait any longer. She had to get her hands on the book and know how the book would continue and end. Janey was that determined and let me tell you, when this girl has her mind set on something it is bloody hard to stop her from accomplishing it. Tying her hair up in a messy bun, sticking her wand in the back pocket of her jeans, then rushing in to the bathroom and brushing her teeth and then coming back into the bedroom, Janey took one last glance around the dark quiet dorm room of her Seventh year Gryffindor girls, smiled faintly and exited the room, spinning down the staircase until she reached the common room. Once inside the common room she glanced around the also quiet room and rubbed her cold hands together as she exited that room through the port hole and stepping out into the hallway and heading down the staircase leading down to the lower parts of the castle.
Slipping her hands into her coat pockets Janey Wood swiftly made her way down the various hallways and staircases until she reached the first floor where the library was located. Shivering slightly, she continued to walk down the cold and faintly dimmed hallway. It was bloody freezing! She was even cold wearing a warm coat as she was now, which definitely meant it had to be below freezing this morning. Her mind started to race about how cold she was and wanting to warm up by a shower but her thoughts changed back to her book once she reached the library doors and pushed them open, stepping inside. The warm temperature in the library gave Janey a sigh of relief and she pulled her hands out of her pocket and immediately she felt her slightly frozen hands start to defrost. As she started to warm up, she squinted and glanced around the eerie empty library. No student whatsoever in sight. Typical. She would be quite amazed if she saw a student in here at this early in the morning. She herself wouldn’t even have stepped foot in her if it wasn’t for her craving right now.
Walking swiftly yet quietly, Janey pushed her way through columns of books shelves crammed with different books. Some old, some new and some huge yet others skinny. All the books in this library were placed in organized sections according to their genre. Janey had to find the fiction section, which would lead her to the third volume of her series she was so dying to read and finish. She made her way through two more rows of books, took a sharp left and stopped in the middle of a section of rather large books crammed together like a huge peanut butter and jelly sandwich. She stood on her tip toes and ran her finger over a group of books, her eyes darting from each one as she looked for the correct one. “C-C..where the hell are the books that start with C?!” she mumbled quietly yet with an annoyed tone to it also. She broke into a smile once she found the third volume, and pulled it out from the sandwiched row of books. She then made her way back through the columns of book shelves until she reached the eastern cove of the library, where the best and comfy sitting areas were located.
She would have headed back up to her dorm room right after she had found her book but she didn’t feel like having to quietly turn the pages of her book again and hide her lighting so she wouldn’t awake her roommates. At least here she could sit in a warm area, a comfy chair, snuggle up and read. Plus she wouldn’t be bothered right? Wrong. Just as she pushed some blonde hair from her green eyes and stepped into the sitting area, she noticed a boy sitting on a sofa, quite close to the warm burning fire in the fireplace. Her immediate reaction was a slight surprise because she hadn’t expected another student to be down here so early. Her second reaction was a sour one when she noticed who the young boy sitting and reading was. Sebastian Zabini. Yes, a bloody damn Zabini. An aggravating and annoying Slytherin to Janey who slept with women right and left and could care less about their feelings. Every time she saw him she wanted to punch him, only because she could not stand him AT ALL. He was a typical Slytherin who thought he was better than every one because he had money. Well, he could have all the money and materialistic things he wanted, but that sure as hell did not give him the right to be so, so snobby to others who were as fortune as him. Guys like that just pissed Janey off, and she would do anything to see them get a taste of their own medicine. Hmm, here’s a good idea. Why doesn’t she be the first one to give him a little taste of rejection and hate, that she was sure he had never seen before by a girl. Yeah, that sounds good.
Keeping her book in her hand, she gripped it tightly while making her way over to a comfy looking chair and taking a seat. She slipped off her flats, brought her legs up and tucked them underneath her body, then dropped her book in her lap before giving a glare over in Sebastian’s direction. “Well, well, well. If it isn’t our favorite mister lady-killer in person. You don’t know how excited I am to be this close to you. I’m overwhelmed with joy.” She said sarcastically and gave a slight roll of her eyes. She brushed a few strands of hair from her eyes then focused back on him, with an annoyed look on her face. “Maybe you can do me a favor, since I am your most heart dying fan. Could you possibly leave, so I could read by book in peace? I really want to read this book and I don’t have patience to deal with you bothering me.”
Character Name: Ashe Courtlandt
Gender: Female
Year: Freshman
Age: Eighteen
Major: Achitecture // Photography. [Was hoping if she could be torn between the two for a bit..]
Sample:
[recycled]
It was 4:30 in the morning and our favorite little feisty girl Janey Wood was wide awake. She was sitting up in bed with her cream colored sheets over her head. She had her wand lying beside her under the sheets and she had placed it with a lighting spell so she could see. What was the girl looking at that was so important to see at this time of morning? Well she was reading of course! But she wasn’t reading just any ordinary book. Oh no. Janey was reading the second book to one of her favorite Wizarding book series by her favorite author Stella Foothill. She had gotten this book two days ago and had read about 300 pages out of the 450 that was total in the first day! The second day she didn’t get a chance to read because she had to spend time study for her Arithmancy test and then starting at about one in the morning, the other night she just couldn’t get the story out of her mind. So she continued reading with her nose in the book and covers over her head, just like that.
It wasn’t that surprising to her that she wasn’t tired this early in the morning. She went to bed at eleven last night slept for three hours, then woke at the sound of the strong wide blowing outside and the small snowflakes gently hitting her window. After that she quickly went right to her book, knowing that she couldn’t wait any longer to figure out the ending. No, Jane isn’t weird. She’s just like all those other book lovers out there. You start reading a series of books and you get all into the fantastic literature and storyline. The book intrigues you so much that once you are forced to put it down to attend to some other duty, the story is still on your mind. That was exactly how Jane felt about this book, and she was sure that once she finished it she would immediately be craving to read the last and final book of the series.
As she turned the last page of the book and finished reading the final line, Janey let out a long quiet breath as if she had been holding it in since the beginning. The ending of course relieved her, because her favorite character Violet did not die. But now that her character had not passed on, she was taken away by a strange man to a old rotten looking town that was filled with lonely and revengeful spirits of the dead. Just as she had predicted before, she was dying to start reading the third and final book. Pulling the covers over her head and sliding out of bed, Janey chewed on the inside of her cheek as she began to pace back and forth, with her book tightly enclosed in her left hand. It was now 4:40 am and she was in desperate need of getting the book before she would drive herself insane.
After a moment or two of pacing she dropped the book onto her bed and quietly tipped toed to her trunk, opened it and quickly changed into a red tight fitted tank top, a warm buttoned black coat, fitted low cut blue jeans, and a pair of her favorite red flats with the small little white leather bows on the tips of her shoes. She was going to the library. Yes, she was going to go at this early in the morning. She couldn’t wait any longer. She had to get her hands on the book and know how the book would continue and end. Janey was that determined and let me tell you, when this girl has her mind set on something it is bloody hard to stop her from accomplishing it. Tying her hair up in a messy bun, sticking her wand in the back pocket of her jeans, then rushing in to the bathroom and brushing her teeth and then coming back into the bedroom, Janey took one last glance around the dark quiet dorm room of her Seventh year Gryffindor girls, smiled faintly and exited the room, spinning down the staircase until she reached the common room. Once inside the common room she glanced around the also quiet room and rubbed her cold hands together as she exited that room through the port hole and stepping out into the hallway and heading down the staircase leading down to the lower parts of the castle.
Slipping her hands into her coat pockets Janey Wood swiftly made her way down the various hallways and staircases until she reached the first floor where the library was located. Shivering slightly, she continued to walk down the cold and faintly dimmed hallway. It was bloody freezing! She was even cold wearing a warm coat as she was now, which definitely meant it had to be below freezing this morning. Her mind started to race about how cold she was and wanting to warm up by a shower but her thoughts changed back to her book once she reached the library doors and pushed them open, stepping inside. The warm temperature in the library gave Janey a sigh of relief and she pulled her hands out of her pocket and immediately she felt her slightly frozen hands start to defrost. As she started to warm up, she squinted and glanced around the eerie empty library. No student whatsoever in sight. Typical. She would be quite amazed if she saw a student in here at this early in the morning. She herself wouldn’t even have stepped foot in her if it wasn’t for her craving right now.
Walking swiftly yet quietly, Janey pushed her way through columns of books shelves crammed with different books. Some old, some new and some huge yet others skinny. All the books in this library were placed in organized sections according to their genre. Janey had to find the fiction section, which would lead her to the third volume of her series she was so dying to read and finish. She made her way through two more rows of books, took a sharp left and stopped in the middle of a section of rather large books crammed together like a huge peanut butter and jelly sandwich. She stood on her tip toes and ran her finger over a group of books, her eyes darting from each one as she looked for the correct one. “C-C..where the hell are the books that start with C?!” she mumbled quietly yet with an annoyed tone to it also. She broke into a smile once she found the third volume, and pulled it out from the sandwiched row of books. She then made her way back through the columns of book shelves until she reached the eastern cove of the library, where the best and comfy sitting areas were located.
She would have headed back up to her dorm room right after she had found her book but she didn’t feel like having to quietly turn the pages of her book again and hide her lighting so she wouldn’t awake her roommates. At least here she could sit in a warm area, a comfy chair, snuggle up and read. Plus she wouldn’t be bothered right? Wrong. Just as she pushed some blonde hair from her green eyes and stepped into the sitting area, she noticed a boy sitting on a sofa, quite close to the warm burning fire in the fireplace. Her immediate reaction was a slight surprise because she hadn’t expected another student to be down here so early. Her second reaction was a sour one when she noticed who the young boy sitting and reading was. Sebastian Zabini. Yes, a bloody damn Zabini. An aggravating and annoying Slytherin to Janey who slept with women right and left and could care less about their feelings. Every time she saw him she wanted to punch him, only because she could not stand him AT ALL. He was a typical Slytherin who thought he was better than every one because he had money. Well, he could have all the money and materialistic things he wanted, but that sure as hell did not give him the right to be so, so snobby to others who were as fortune as him. Guys like that just pissed Janey off, and she would do anything to see them get a taste of their own medicine. Hmm, here’s a good idea. Why doesn’t she be the first one to give him a little taste of rejection and hate, that she was sure he had never seen before by a girl. Yeah, that sounds good.
Keeping her book in her hand, she gripped it tightly while making her way over to a comfy looking chair and taking a seat. She slipped off her flats, brought her legs up and tucked them underneath her body, then dropped her book in her lap before giving a glare over in Sebastian’s direction. “Well, well, well. If it isn’t our favorite mister lady-killer in person. You don’t know how excited I am to be this close to you. I’m overwhelmed with joy.” She said sarcastically and gave a slight roll of her eyes. She brushed a few strands of hair from her eyes then focused back on him, with an annoyed look on her face. “Maybe you can do me a favor, since I am your most heart dying fan. Could you possibly leave, so I could read by book in peace? I really want to read this book and I don’t have patience to deal with you bothering me.”
