Alecto. (fureur) wrote in lockewood, @ 2009-08-04 04:31:00 |
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Entry tags: | alecto carrow, amycus carrow |
WHO: Alecto and Amycus Carrow
WHAT: I haven't threaded in ages
WHEN: Right now
WHERE: 40 Quills St.
RATING/STATUS: High/In progress
Surprise, surprise, Alecto was feeling combative. It was about time, too, she'd been far too quiet and enjoying things far too much. They were boring. Well, the general state of things in Lockewood, not the general state of things in the house the Carrows now shared with another. Though to be honest, having the Malfoy boy there couldn't nearly be as bad as having that low-life from the future and his tramp sister around all the damn time. But if he was anything like his father, there would be issues, guaranteed. Oh, Lucius was alright most days, but on others he was just plain irritating and pompous. Alecto couldn't stand such unwarranted arrogance. So there was another stranger once again thrust into their comfortable living arrangement, and once again Amycus was being short with her (whether or not he was actually being short with her had yet to be seen, but she perceived to be as such, and once she made up her mind about something, it was hard to change it), so once again, she was in a bad mood. And Alecto's bad moods generally led to someone or something getting hurt.
She was trying to be a good girl (alright, it was more that she was feeling lazy and didn't want to go through the effort of trying to find someone or something to hurt), so instead of doing anything, she left her journal inside and went out into the yard, where she collapsed in the grass and stared up at the stars. She remembered a few vague things from Astronomy class, a few constellations and patterns and things, random facts and the like, but not much. It took a while, but eventually she had calmed down enough to go back inside, but by then she was sleepy and before she knew it she was asleep on the lawn.