Salazar Slytherin (mr_bad_guy) wrote in unloading_zone, @ 2010-10-24 10:04:00 |
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Entry tags: | penelope clearwater, salazar slytherin |
Who: Penelope Clearwater & Salazar Slytherin.
Where: The beach.
When: Sunday morning.
What: Salazar first meets a warm, sandy beach. Complete with palm trees, coconuts and a confusing Ravenclaw.
Status / Rating: Incomplete. Low.
"Godric? I get it. This is very funny, so you can lay off the pranks now, you prat!"
Salazar Slytherin had somehow reached the point where he was far from amused. Instead of at home, he had woken up here. In this curious place where a trunk had been shoved into his hands (up to that point Salazar hadn't even owned a trunk like that) by people who looked even more curious. Those people had then proceeded to push and shove him to a bungalow before vanishing into parts unknown, leaving him alone. Well, almost alone, judging from the whispers of "gnomes, gnomes!" that could be heard across the hallway.
Overall, the night had been a bad one and his foul mood in full swing, Salazar had donned the weird clothes he'd found (still better than running around in his underwear, he figured) and stormed out. Just that "out" didn't look like any place he'd ever seen.
He had half convinced himself that this was just an intricate prank of Godric's and the girls to teach him some unfathomable lesson when Salazar arrived at the beach. His jaw dropped. He had seen the beach before, hell, he'd sailed across the sea with the other Muggle soldiers but this! He had never seen a beach quite like this one.
There were trees of shapes he'd only read about, a warm breeze ruffling their enormous leaves. He had never seen leaves like that! Bigger than...pretty damn big. Even the ocean itself was of such a peculiar colour.
Salazar gulped, torn between growing panic and awe. This didn't look remotely like England anymore.