A Man of Character [Open]
Name(s): Al-Cid Margrace & Open to whoever else
Location: The hallways
Week: 45 - Monday
Time: Afternoon
Rating: PG-13? I have no idea...
After a less than stellar greeting from his fellow classmates, this famed scholar decided to have his hand at exploring Hogwarts for himself. While the school of Beauxbatons is known for its beautiful palace and crystal chandeliers, Hogwarts is certainly more humble in style despite lacking the regal flair of a beautiful French countryside. Comforted by the relaxing atmosphere of the ancient architecture of this medieval castle, Al-Cid silently prayed for a more modern look for this school. Like most academies, Hogwarts is completely devoid of any technology at all because of the magic that flows within the air. A fact that sorely made the Margrace heir long for a scrap of technology here and there but he'll manage without.
Tugging upon this awful mesh of yellow and black, Al-Cid removed his tie from around his neck and ditched somewhere within his pockets even though he would have been more fond if the tie accidentally made its way towards the nearest trash bin instead. It still baffled him as to how he would be placed within such a humble house but at least most of his fellow Hufflepuff housemates are rather kind. Minus a few churls who’ve managed to get under his skin a little. Slipping on his signature sunglasses upon his face, Al-Cid hurried to nowhere as he toured about on his own.
“Ah, she said she would meet me.” He noted aloud as he thought about the very friendly girl he wrote to earlier. Her eagerness to meet him matched his own eagerness to see just how lovely the girls of Hogwarts compare with the lovely ladies of Beauxbatons. Al-Cid just hoped that the women of this school lacked the same cutthroat attitude as some of the misses of his former academy.
“If another birdie tweets yet another foul song, I may just have to swear off them.” A bitter thought that finally became words.
Location: The hallways
Week: 45 - Monday
Time: Afternoon
Rating: PG-13? I have no idea...
After a less than stellar greeting from his fellow classmates, this famed scholar decided to have his hand at exploring Hogwarts for himself. While the school of Beauxbatons is known for its beautiful palace and crystal chandeliers, Hogwarts is certainly more humble in style despite lacking the regal flair of a beautiful French countryside. Comforted by the relaxing atmosphere of the ancient architecture of this medieval castle, Al-Cid silently prayed for a more modern look for this school. Like most academies, Hogwarts is completely devoid of any technology at all because of the magic that flows within the air. A fact that sorely made the Margrace heir long for a scrap of technology here and there but he'll manage without.
Tugging upon this awful mesh of yellow and black, Al-Cid removed his tie from around his neck and ditched somewhere within his pockets even though he would have been more fond if the tie accidentally made its way towards the nearest trash bin instead. It still baffled him as to how he would be placed within such a humble house but at least most of his fellow Hufflepuff housemates are rather kind. Minus a few churls who’ve managed to get under his skin a little. Slipping on his signature sunglasses upon his face, Al-Cid hurried to nowhere as he toured about on his own.
“Ah, she said she would meet me.” He noted aloud as he thought about the very friendly girl he wrote to earlier. Her eagerness to meet him matched his own eagerness to see just how lovely the girls of Hogwarts compare with the lovely ladies of Beauxbatons. Al-Cid just hoped that the women of this school lacked the same cutthroat attitude as some of the misses of his former academy.
“If another birdie tweets yet another foul song, I may just have to swear off them.” A bitter thought that finally became words.