Kurt Wagner // Nightcrawler (evolutionofblue) wrote in lostathogwarts, @ 2014-05-30 09:30:00 |
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Entry tags: | kurt wagner, loki odinson |
Who: Kurt Wagner & Open Loki Odinson
What: Hiding from, well, everyone.
When: May 30th, early morning but after breakfast.
Where: The astronomy tower
Status: Complete
Rating: Low, I expect. Changed as necessary.
Kurt had very carefully hidden himself away after the Sorting the previous day. He still couldn't believe any of this. One wrong teleportation and he ended up in another dimension. Well, he usually ended up in another dimension but it was for a faction of a second and it was sort of like Hell. This wasn't. This was a castle full of normal looking people and magic. And his image inducer wasn't working because of the magic. Even the witch who'd started his intake had seemed a little surprised.
Some magical hat had declared him to be something called Gryffindor which turned out to be a school house - that, at least, was a concept he was familiar with. Although he'd never gone to school in England, his parents had talked to him about all sorts of things. They had broken the law to keep him safe, homeschooling was illegal, but his education had been very thorough. Then it had been a matter of hiding from everyone who had yet to see him and his no less than four roommates. Good Christ.
He had managed though. He had also managed to avoid large groups in general and also, unfortunately, meal times. So Kurt was absolutely starving but he refused to subject himself to staring and potentially ridicule, mocking and maybe even violence. Again. Besides, there was a kitchen. He could just bamf in there when he needed to. Instead, he had made his way to the very tip-top of the astronomy tower and was perching on one of the outlooking... he wasn't sure if he wanted to call it a window or a balcony, either way. It gave him an excellent view of the grounds.
And nevermind that someone's cat had followed him and was batting the spade of his tail back and forth like a toy. At least someone liked it. "Might as well get my Quasimodo on now," he muttered, pouting, "Just need a bell up here." He huffed a breath, closing his eyes, "Or perhaps I could be a Wasserspeier, hm cat?" He wiggled his tail at the unknown feline who meowed and just batted at it harder. His stomach growled then and he whined, "What I wouldn't give for a gutbomb right about now."