Please, hold your applause. I only just got here. [DISCONTINUED//CLOSED]
Characters: Draco Malfoy, Matthew Williams, Robin Walker, Larsa Solidor
Location: outside!
Time: early afternoon
Content: Draco arrives at The Institute with not nearly as much fanfare as he had expected.
Warnings: Draco Malfoy.
A sleek limousine pulled into the driveway of The Xavier Institute of Higher Learning and stopped smoothly at the iron gate. The blond boy within the vehicle inspected the building before him with a critical eye. Perhaps it lacked the elegance of Malfoy Manor, he decided after a few moments, but it certainly rivaled his home in size.
The driver opened the door, and Draco stepped out gracefully, smoothing an imaginary crease in his blazer and surveying the grounds from outside of the car. He nodded absently to the driver and his assistant, who then rushed to retrieve his belongings from the back of the limo as Draco started through the courtyard at a stately pace.
Draco's expression was smooth, little more than blank, but a frown itched at the corner of his mouth and his eyes were a bit harder than usual. He had been here nearly a full minute now, and no one had come to greet him? Draco conceded that perhaps expecting Professor Xavier himself to wheel outside to welcome him was asking a bit much, but he saw not so much as an emissary, nor even a servant!
What was wrong with this place?
Location: outside!
Time: early afternoon
Content: Draco arrives at The Institute with not nearly as much fanfare as he had expected.
Warnings: Draco Malfoy.
A sleek limousine pulled into the driveway of The Xavier Institute of Higher Learning and stopped smoothly at the iron gate. The blond boy within the vehicle inspected the building before him with a critical eye. Perhaps it lacked the elegance of Malfoy Manor, he decided after a few moments, but it certainly rivaled his home in size.
The driver opened the door, and Draco stepped out gracefully, smoothing an imaginary crease in his blazer and surveying the grounds from outside of the car. He nodded absently to the driver and his assistant, who then rushed to retrieve his belongings from the back of the limo as Draco started through the courtyard at a stately pace.
Draco's expression was smooth, little more than blank, but a frown itched at the corner of his mouth and his eyes were a bit harder than usual. He had been here nearly a full minute now, and no one had come to greet him? Draco conceded that perhaps expecting Professor Xavier himself to wheel outside to welcome him was asking a bit much, but he saw not so much as an emissary, nor even a servant!
What was wrong with this place?