Cissy. (dancingblind) wrote in flippedrpg, @ 2012-11-11 16:39:00 |
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Entry tags: | ch: can: narcissa black, ch: unwind: sirius black, p: hoshi, p: lisa ii |
who narcissa black (colour) and sirius black (unwind)
what meeting for the first time, showing the place off
where zeta block
when afternoon time
rating/status tbd/pending
This place was beyond confusing. She kept talking with people who were the wrong age or the wrong person. How was she expected to keep things straight when she just wanted this all to go away? Narcissa stood still as she glanced down at the journal she held in her slender fingers. A Sirius said he would meet with her, but she was actually a tad nervous. He had called her a most vulgar name and informed her that the other her was, well to be frank, awful. She was unsure how to react to that information.
She wanted to be home.
Nervously she brought a hand up and tugged at one of the ends of her hair bow. The silk fabric was twirled around a finger for a moment before she went back to holding the journal with both hands. All the information she had learned was bouncing around in her head, leaving barely any room for thoughts of dresses. She was not sure what was the most shocking at this point. Her family seemed to be falling apart in the future, but there was a person claiming to be her son- Lucius' son.
Everyone was the wrong age! Andromeda. Sirius had mentioned Andy was there. Just the thought of her older sister caused her heart to twinge with pain. Cissy lowered her gaze to her perfect little shoes as she did her best to keep her face emotionless. This place was ever so cruel! She still had an ache from the fact Andy had picked someone else over her and now? They were both here. That was highly unfair! All Cissy had wanted in life was to make Lucius marry her and start a family that would not leave her, instead she was in some strange place where nothing made sense.
Oh, then the worlds! Most of them sounded awful. She had read that perplexing pamphlet until she had finally managed to cry herself to sleep. Not that she would admit to anyone that she showed weakness, after all she was a Black, but last night she had allowed herself to feel overwhelmed, which was a human reaction, and today she was going to do her best to handle herself like a proper Black.
She suddenly straightened so she was standing like a proper lady and hugged the journal to her chest. Her gaze wandered around her as she waited for the rude Sirius to show up. Would her Sirius contact her? Her lips trembled for a moment before she forced herself to start listing off different types of fabric in her head. She could not think such thoughts, silk and cotton were more appropriate thoughts for her.