A-wandering we shall go ((Open RP, Slytherin Hall, Akabane))
Spring affects many in much the same way. A need to move about, a desire to interact with others and allergies are among these commonalities. There was also the need to more intimately interact with others that afflicted some more than others. "Spring fever" it was called.
Akabane was, for the most part, immune to that fever. He'd seen many things that had entertained him-a fight on the grounds, a deliberate attempt to bait people, some rather bizarre characters in the Sorting Room-but none truly fulfilled his own needs.
As a Transporter, there was little for him to do at Hogwarts. The place was one that fulfilled the base needs and those here seemed to have little desire for the rarities that he could bring them. Though, there also had to be said something about a lack of Snatchers, as well. He could snatch, though his true joy was in the transport and the potential to enjoy his hobby while he did.
Jackal prowled the halls, finally settling for Slytherin with its interesting collection of those who bend rules to their own ends, to see if he could find anything or anyone of interest.
Akabane was, for the most part, immune to that fever. He'd seen many things that had entertained him-a fight on the grounds, a deliberate attempt to bait people, some rather bizarre characters in the Sorting Room-but none truly fulfilled his own needs.
As a Transporter, there was little for him to do at Hogwarts. The place was one that fulfilled the base needs and those here seemed to have little desire for the rarities that he could bring them. Though, there also had to be said something about a lack of Snatchers, as well. He could snatch, though his true joy was in the transport and the potential to enjoy his hobby while he did.
Jackal prowled the halls, finally settling for Slytherin with its interesting collection of those who bend rules to their own ends, to see if he could find anything or anyone of interest.