An (un)fortunate Run In pv Evangeline Chrysler Closed

Reducio

Thank you for starting the thread and I love the banner! I wrote a lot more than I intended; please bear with me until it gets to the point... :"")

Evangeline had been attempting to memorize the location of her classes, but the task was proving to be harder than she had anticipated. Her short legs did not help the already slow pace of her progress. Either she had not visited this particular part of the building or she had failed to include it on her badly drawn map. Where was she even supposed to be heading?

Right. Transfiguration class. What even is that? she wondered, an image of the metallic robotic beings coming to mind. I doubt that's got anything to do with the class.

To prevent herself from getting even more lost, she paced to the side of the corridor and held her 'map' up to a torch, hung on the wall. The torches never died out; she assumed it was because they were magic. Smudged lines on the parchment told her nothing more than what she already knew. With a frustrated sigh, she folded the sheet and tucked it back into her robe.

I suppose heading in one direction will eventually lead me somewhere... Hopefully a place with people this time.

So off she went, treading through the passageways, eyes trained on everything she could see. Although the hallways were windowless in this section, the area was fairly well-lit, revealing intricately patterned floors and dusty stone walls. Just when the first year was about to resort to calling out for help (which really, she'd rather not do), she heard footsteps echoing down the corridor. Hope ignited, she started to pick up her pace, a slow walk turning into skips and a hop. A turn in the path was approaching, and the footsteps were getting louder.

"Oomf!"

Evangeline felt her breath getting knocked out of her when she collided with what seemed to be a flurry of a person. Landing hard on her back, she blinked rapidly, staring up at the ceiling. Fortunately, nothing seemed to be broken and the someone she'd crashed into immediately broke into an apology.

"I- I'm quite alright, thank you. Don't worry, I don't think I'm hurt! Just a bit breathless is all… Besides, I believe I owe you an apology as well for not being careful enough about where I am going-" she huffed, accepting Tesla's extended hand with a small smile.

"It's a shame I'm just as clueless about where we are as you. At least we're not alone now, right?"

Now up on her feet, she quickly dusted her robes off. A strand of her short black hair hung over her forehead, set astray from the action. Lifting her gaze up to the stranger's height, she felt rather small and resisted the urge to tiptoe, which would bring her up to this person's eye level. She was admittedly surprised by the girl's most intriguing hair, but from her apology, she seemed nice enough. Clearing her throat, the hufflepuff introduced herself, trailing off where she did not know the girl's name.

"I'm Evangeline. Pleasure to meet you… ?"

She then remembered to raise her arm, holding out her left, then switching to her right for a handshake. A handshake for formalities.

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