RP: Wandering Who: Landon, Nate Where: Diagon Alley When: Lunch time Rating/Warnings: Probably none. Is Landon Summary: Lan's just wandering and maybe shopping a bit Status: Complete
Breakfast had been a late affair, with most of the house sleepy. Ace had staggered in at some obscene hour of the morning, exhausted, and gone straight up to bed. Tris had been rather pleased with himself, but Lan supposed that stood to reason. He'd helped a lot the night before.
They'd wound up running around on the beach for a few hours before Landon had apparated them both home where they'd joined Mitch and Lana in some game of tag on the stretch of dirt behind Isaac's house.
Mitch, he was pretty sure, had tracked a bunch of mud onto Vulture's bed, but he hadn't yet heard of there'd been retribution for that yet.
Lan found that he had an exceptional amount of energy, despite the long night. Possibly because he wasn't a werewolf and didn't have to deal with those sorts of changes. So rather than bother the sleepy house, he'd set out to see what sort of news was bopping around the Alley. Given what the paper was saying this morning, there was bound to be talk, and he wanted to hear it.