| 7:17a |
Who: Julia Abernath and Claire Runcorn
What: A chance meeting and a bit of info about one illustrious teacher…
When: September 22, 7pm after dinner.
Where: The Owlry
Rating: Pg, for now.
Wanings.: None yet, but sure to be some innuendo
Note: Part of the Tracey/Heidi main SL. Some new chars showing up. ;)
Julia moved up the stairs to the Owlry in her perfectly pressed black, Gucci slacks, white angora weather and matching gray shawl. His hair hung down over her shoulders but was perfectly styled.
She had needed to vacate her room in order to write a note to her friend. Sadly, the Owlry was hardly the best location but she was running out of time. She would have done it after curfew but if she had gotten caught it would have been so much worse.
So, here she was, penning a note to her friend on behalf of another. She just needed to be careful. Luckily, the room was empty and the only noise was the gentle hoot of owls ready to carry away her message.
Taking out a piece of parchment, she walked over to the table that sat off to the side. There was a quill and ink there to write names on scrolls and such. However, there was no reason that Jules couldn’t use it to write a whole letter.
Leaning over, since there was no chair, her perfectly tailored slacks were pulled tightly over the gentle curves. Picking up the pen, Julia began to pen a note. The autumn winds were blowing loudly covering the approaching footsteps from behind her.
Over her shoulder, could be read pieces of the letter she was writing:
Dear Penny,
You have certainly made an impression the last few times you’ve gotten to spend time with her.
…………. Don’t think I am surprised, I know that anyone in their right mind would adore you…………………..
……………seems that you have a knack………….
………….Professor Vector, what is her first name anyways, is anxious to see you again. She wishes to ……………..
…………….Be sure to tell me how it goes…………..
Yours,
Jules.
Rolling up the scroll, she wrote Pen on the front but whatever the rest of the name was covered by her hand. She casting a sealing charm, using her wand, and a wax seal with the Ravenclaw shield appeared in the wax.
Thinking she heard something, she turned as she walked over to the owls. Luckily, her wand was still in her hand and she would be ready with a memory charm if the person gave any indication they had read anything in the letter or had even seen who it was addressed to. |