RP: Lazy and thoughtful

Sep 19, 2007 00:54

Who: Rita and anyone
Where: Garden
When: Sept 18, mid-morning
What: Rita writes, and thinks, and wants something to do.
Rating: TBA
Status: Incomplete



After the previous two weeks of hard physical work and hard mental work, it felt strange to have nothing specific to do again. Felt even stranger to be sitting in the garden in trousers, actually, but she was trying not to think about that.

Actually, it made sitting easier. Rita had found a nice spot in the sun, with the decking to lean against, and she had one leg stretched out in front of her and the other bent at the knee, notebook resting atop it. Beside her, her writing set was open with it's bottles of green ink (and the one gold), and she stroked the tip of her quill against her chin as she thought.

She'd been terrible at keeping this journal up. One entry in the entire time here, but really - what did they expect? The entire wizarding world could see everything they did; what person in their right mind would want to share the inside of their head with the public as well?

All the same, she wanted to write something about the experience here, about how it was affecting her and how strange it felt to be locked up and have to work with this eclectic group of people. How it felt to have no one her own age to speak to - both interesting and difficult. Interesting to see how they viewed the world, difficult because that view was often light-years away from her own, and there were many things she could talk about that they just didn't remember.

But what could she write? She'd been avoiding writing an entry since the morning in the garden with Neville, and why was that? Probably because the readers would want to see her persona come through, gloating and urging on choruses of 'and here's to you, Mrs Robinson'. Or they would want to see her justifying what she'd done on a moral level. She wouldn't do the former, because it just hadn't been like that, and she didn't want to do the latter, because she shouldn't have to explain herself to anyone.

Mostly though, she was caught up in just how intense the experience was, and how different from her everyday life.

"I think I'll miss it," she said aloud. "I'll actually miss this place when I have to go."

week 6, rita

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