azure_dreams (azure_dreams) wrote in carpediem_rp, @ 2015-08-22 23:01:00 |
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Entry tags: | character: ash redfern, character: lyra blackstone, thread: complete |
Who: Lyra and Ash
Where: Outside of the tent that Bella and Lyra are sharing at the Quidditch cup
When: August 22, late evening
What: A chance to talk and trouble brews
Rating: tbd
The evening was warmer than Lyra had been expecting. It had been one of the hottest days of the year but also probably the most fun. Her voice still felt raw for how loudly she'd cheered when the US won. It had actually taken her thoughts away from the journal conversation that she'd had with Ash the other day. She still wasn't sure how to handle that situation. She liked Ash and liked the strange sort of flirting thing that was building between them, but he wasn't the type of person to get serious with. And even beyond that, he belonged to Bella now. Her friend had insisted that she didn't care, but she didn't want to cause problems in a marriage that was going to start with enough problems as it was.
Deciding that it was just too warm in the tent and her head was too full of thoughts to sleep, Lyra slid out of her bed and stepped outside of the flap with pencils and sketchbook in hand. It didn't matter to her that she was barefoot or only in a tank top and some pajama shorts. It wasn't as if anyone was going to notice her sitting out and drawing by moonlight.