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Ama · 03-27-2006, 08:10 PM

OCC: I'm bringing out Fatima to play as well. She's 17 for all of you who haven't RPed with me/her before. Whatever. =P

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Amaris tossed and turned in her bed. Sunlight was peeking in between the curtains and it was annoying her. Soon, there will be noise about. And happy people. OOoo happy happy morning people. How dreadful. She groaned and threw the cover over her head.

It was just too early to be out and social. Maybe, ten more minutes...or fifteen. Nah, make that forty-five more. Just forty-five. No one needs to know.

"Penguins," she muttered half-asleep and began to snore.

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Diagon Alley was already buzzing with conversation. You would think people would sleep in during vacation. Apparently, not. Celestina yawned as she stood outside Flourish & Blotts. Her intention was to buy her school books before actually meeting up with Jamie but she had steered, as usual, from her goal. Once more, she had Rosemary on a leash. For a tortoise, Rosemary was unusually quick and had a rebellious streak. Sometimes, Bucky wondered if Professor Dainsie had given the four legged creature something to eat she shouldn't have.

Her trusty camera hanging around her neck, Celestina ran a small hand through her boyishly short auburn hair and sighed. It wasn't easy being a twelve year old in Diagon Alley. Especially when you were by yourself. With this thoughts, Miss Warbuck proceeded to march towards The Leaky Cauldron at a quick pace. Perhaps, that way, she would avoid collision with a sweaty old man this time around.

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It was amazing how The Leaky Cauldron was empty early in the morning. It wouldn't last long though, Fatima knew, it never did. Soon, dozens of snotty kids and bratty girls would enter the premises and start acting all...well, snotty and brat like. Fatima had a thing words, it was them who disliked her. It was the reason she didn't talk much.

She was never good at expressing herself and she didn't think that now, at the age of 17, she would start to change that. It was just the way she was. Odd, quiet, and perhaps a bit slow. But it wasn't her fault, afterall, the ninjas did try to kill her once.

Fatima walked slowly towards a corner of the Leaky Cauldron and sat on an empty seat. It had been a bland summer with no Elena and no Taylon. Her mother, Ana Maria Gutierrez, muggle super model, had been busy doing dozens of photo shoots this summer meaning it was only Fatima and her father, Rodrigo DiMaggio, a star in foreign films as well as a director in the villa in Spain for the past month and a half. Fatima had nothing in common with her father who was loud and a dreamer. Well, Fatima used to be a dreamer but she learned a long time ago that dreamers get their hearts broken more often than mended and that it was better to not dream and live with reality. Reality never lied. It was honest. Honesty was always something very important for the young woman and it would remain so.

03-27-2006, 08:10 PM	#38 (permalink)
Ama MLE Werewolf Join Date: Sep 2003 Posts: 65,730 Hogwarts RPG Name: Tahir Kovac Khatri First Year	Ama!Nabs IS NAMED MINHO & Is SO Black Panther Right Now OCC: I'm bringing out Fatima to play as well. She's 17 for all of you who haven't RPed with me/her before. Whatever. =P ------- Amaris tossed and turned in her bed. Sunlight was peeking in between the curtains and it was annoying her. Soon, there will be noise about. And happy people. OOoo happy happy morning people. How dreadful. She groaned and threw the cover over her head. It was just too early to be out and social. Maybe, ten more minutes...or fifteen. Nah, make that forty-five more. Just forty-five. No one needs to know. "Penguins," she muttered half-asleep and began to snore. ----------- Diagon Alley was already buzzing with conversation. You would think people would sleep in during vacation. Apparently, not. Celestina yawned as she stood outside Flourish & Blotts. Her intention was to buy her school books before actually meeting up with Jamie but she had steered, as usual, from her goal. Once more, she had Rosemary on a leash. For a tortoise, Rosemary was unusually quick and had a rebellious streak. Sometimes, Bucky wondered if Professor Dainsie had given the four legged creature something to eat she shouldn't have. Her trusty camera hanging around her neck, Celestina ran a small hand through her boyishly short auburn hair and sighed. It wasn't easy being a twelve year old in Diagon Alley. Especially when you were by yourself. With this thoughts, Miss Warbuck proceeded to march towards The Leaky Cauldron at a quick pace. Perhaps, that way, she would avoid collision with a sweaty old man this time around. ------ It was amazing how The Leaky Cauldron was empty early in the morning. It wouldn't last long though, Fatima knew, it never did. Soon, dozens of snotty kids and bratty girls would enter the premises and start acting all...well, snotty and brat like. Fatima had a thing words, it was them who disliked her. It was the reason she didn't talk much. She was never good at expressing herself and she didn't think that now, at the age of 17, she would start to change that. It was just the way she was. Odd, quiet, and perhaps a bit slow. But it wasn't her fault, afterall, the ninjas did try to kill her once. Fatima walked slowly towards a corner of the Leaky Cauldron and sat on an empty seat. It had been a bland summer with no Elena and no Taylon. Her mother, Ana Maria Gutierrez, muggle super model, had been busy doing dozens of photo shoots this summer meaning it was only Fatima and her father, Rodrigo DiMaggio, a star in foreign films as well as a director in the villa in Spain for the past month and a half. Fatima had nothing in common with her father who was loud and a dreamer. Well, Fatima used to be a dreamer but she learned a long time ago that dreamers get their hearts broken more often than mended and that it was better to not dream and live with reality. Reality never lied. It was honest. Honesty was always something very important for the young woman and it would remain so.