 Mom says I have no sense of direction, so I packed my bags and right.
This just felt weird. Keane stood at the Measuring area looking around the shop. He stood still as the measuring tape snaked it's way around him and began measuring his arm lengths. He wondered what would have happened had his wand been wrecked during a practice duel with Step-Dad during the Summer earlier. Having to tower over a bunch of younger kids would have made him feel just, he couldn't even begin to imagine it. He wondered if the Measuring Tape felt the same.
Was it pausing every so often to figure out why the measurements were so long?
He felt like a fool for what happened with his wand. Well it wasn't truly his. It was his Grandfather's and not the one trying to make him leave his career path. it was his deceased Grandfather's He kept the splintered remains of that one in his coat pocket. He was going to see if they could do anything with it. He doubted it of course since it was just shattered splinters from the tip down. The handle of the wand remained intact though. It just seemed like it was an impossible wand to mend at this point.
The measuring Tape looked like it finally stopped this time. Not just a log pause, as it flew back and away from him. So Keane stepped away from the area and just sort of stood in the open shop looking around it. Kerri: Florian has seen to you HERE!
Last edited by Govoni; 05-12-2016 at 07:45 PM.
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