9 Jun 2018, 23:50
Sing Us a Tune, Jazz Man
Alexx hummed as she walked into the lavatory, a smile on her face. It was empty, the way she liked it. She rarely entered the lavatory for it's intended purpose, rather, she went in so that she could sing. She didn't have much of a voice, but she just enjoyed songs. Today, she was feeling jazzy. A smile spread further across her face as she thought of the perfect song. What'd I Miss.
As the lyrics belted out of her without her control, her surroundings faded. She got like this whenever she had the opportunity to sing. More specifically, when the selected song was a show tune. How Alexx loved musicals, of course, Hamilton being one of her many favorites. It was just force of habit at this point anytime she was going about her day and a lyric popped into her head, her making an accidental reference, that she should break out into song later on when she found herself alone.
However, Alexx couldn't help but feel as though someone was watching her, or perhaps only listening. Suddenly, she didn't feel so alone anymore. A chill ran up her spine as her lyrics grew softer, but didn't die. She felt the presence of another, and she wasn't so sure if she wanted anyone else with her at the moment, but of course, some company never did hurt, which is why she kept on singing, hoping to lure the mystery person in.
As the lyrics belted out of her without her control, her surroundings faded. She got like this whenever she had the opportunity to sing. More specifically, when the selected song was a show tune. How Alexx loved musicals, of course, Hamilton being one of her many favorites. It was just force of habit at this point anytime she was going about her day and a lyric popped into her head, her making an accidental reference, that she should break out into song later on when she found herself alone.
However, Alexx couldn't help but feel as though someone was watching her, or perhaps only listening. Suddenly, she didn't feel so alone anymore. A chill ran up her spine as her lyrics grew softer, but didn't die. She felt the presence of another, and she wasn't so sure if she wanted anyone else with her at the moment, but of course, some company never did hurt, which is why she kept on singing, hoping to lure the mystery person in.
chill babe. we're all bad in someone's story.
5 Aug 2018, 10:54
Sing Us a Tune, Jazz Man
Wilma stared at her hands with furrowing eyebrows as she strolled over the halls in a quick pace. She had nearly fallen over into a mud puddle fullbody, but managed to hold out her hands to stop the fall midway. Wilma might not be covered in muds from head to toes, but her entire hands - from the insides of her nails to wrists - have fallen victims.
Finally, after what seems like hours of searching, she spotted an entrance to a lavatory on the front and make haste towards it. She reaches out her elbow in attempt to open it without using her stained hands. But then a voice stopped her. Well, specifically, a singing voice.
She quirked her eyebrow, wondering on who would sang inside a lavatory. But she shook her head off that thought and make a move to enter it. She tries to open the door as silent as possible, not wanting to starled whoever is singing there and took a peek inside. There appears to be another girl inside. Wilma couldn't see her face, only the back of her long, blonde hair. But she could easily tell that the singing came from her.
She couldn't her but be captured by the soothing, soft sounds the girl make. Swaying her head along to the tempo of the song regardless to the fact thay she didn't recognized what song it is all. Wilma noticed that the girl may have noticed her presence when the voice grew quieter. But she regained confident when it went normal again. Wilma realized that she might starting to looks like a creep just standing around there with dirty hands, so she decided to brace herself and enter the lavatory.
"Pa-pardon me," she swears to herself in mind for the stuttering, but didn't stop herself from walking inside further, awaiting the girl's respond before approaching the sink.
Finally, after what seems like hours of searching, she spotted an entrance to a lavatory on the front and make haste towards it. She reaches out her elbow in attempt to open it without using her stained hands. But then a voice stopped her. Well, specifically, a singing voice.
She quirked her eyebrow, wondering on who would sang inside a lavatory. But she shook her head off that thought and make a move to enter it. She tries to open the door as silent as possible, not wanting to starled whoever is singing there and took a peek inside. There appears to be another girl inside. Wilma couldn't see her face, only the back of her long, blonde hair. But she could easily tell that the singing came from her.
She couldn't her but be captured by the soothing, soft sounds the girl make. Swaying her head along to the tempo of the song regardless to the fact thay she didn't recognized what song it is all. Wilma noticed that the girl may have noticed her presence when the voice grew quieter. But she regained confident when it went normal again. Wilma realized that she might starting to looks like a creep just standing around there with dirty hands, so she decided to brace herself and enter the lavatory.
"Pa-pardon me," she swears to herself in mind for the stuttering, but didn't stop herself from walking inside further, awaiting the girl's respond before approaching the sink.
Stamina: 8 | Agility: 6 | Strength: 6 | Control: 4 | ArcPower: 2 | Accuracy: 4
19 Aug 2018, 22:48
Sing Us a Tune, Jazz Man
Marian had come into the bathroom to be alone, but all of a sudden this girl started belting some stupid muggle song Marian thought she had heard before. The girl evidently didn't know she was in there, probably because Marian had put her feet on the door of the stall so if you looked for feet, you wouldn't see any. Marian let her sing for a while before she yelled loudly
"Will you please shut up?"
But wait. The girl had stopped before she yelled. That was strange. Marian came out of the stall and saw two girls. She narrowed her eyes when she saw the slytherin green robes the red haired girl was wearing.
"A Slytherin. I should have known." Marian said coldly before she walked over to the sink.
Probably a Muggle-born if she knows that song, Marian thought.
"Funny to see a Muggle-born Slytherin. I thought Slytherin hated them."
Marian sauntered over to the towel, not in a hurry to get anywhere. She dried her hands then put her hand on her hip.
"Well? Are you going to apologise for almost breaking my eardrums?" Marian said rudely.
Marian took out her wand and looked at it, then the Slytherin.
"I do know a couple spells already." Marian said cooly
"Will you please shut up?"
But wait. The girl had stopped before she yelled. That was strange. Marian came out of the stall and saw two girls. She narrowed her eyes when she saw the slytherin green robes the red haired girl was wearing.
"A Slytherin. I should have known." Marian said coldly before she walked over to the sink.
Probably a Muggle-born if she knows that song, Marian thought.
"Funny to see a Muggle-born Slytherin. I thought Slytherin hated them."
Marian sauntered over to the towel, not in a hurry to get anywhere. She dried her hands then put her hand on her hip.
"Well? Are you going to apologise for almost breaking my eardrums?" Marian said rudely.
Marian took out her wand and looked at it, then the Slytherin.
"I do know a couple spells already." Marian said cooly
22 Oct 2018, 22:01
Sing Us a Tune, Jazz Man
Siobhan walked into the bathroom just as she heard a girl with a faint voice say, "Would you sing for me?" 'Rats,' she thought pressing herself up against the side of the door. She was hoping no one was in the bathroom, so she could test out a couple things from the books she had found in the library.
'I should've gone to the abandoned toilets,' she thought, 'But then i'd have to deal with that ghost of a lass, from the rumors i've heard of her she should be Myrtle.' She shook her head, no, that wouldn't do, she wouldn't be getting anything done if a ghost was to swoop over her every so often questioning her work. The quiet voice fell silent. She waited, maybe they had left? But she was right by the only entrance so that wasn't a thing. She didn't hear any movement. She debated what she should do, should she wait here indefinitely? Try out another bathroom? But for all the thoughts running through her mind, she couldn't help but be a bit curious. So she stumbled her way into the bathroom and rushed towards the nearest open stall.
"Sorry," she muttered as she passed two girls standing there, "I need to go but do carry on with whatever it is you are doing ja?"
'I should've gone to the abandoned toilets,' she thought, 'But then i'd have to deal with that ghost of a lass, from the rumors i've heard of her she should be Myrtle.' She shook her head, no, that wouldn't do, she wouldn't be getting anything done if a ghost was to swoop over her every so often questioning her work. The quiet voice fell silent. She waited, maybe they had left? But she was right by the only entrance so that wasn't a thing. She didn't hear any movement. She debated what she should do, should she wait here indefinitely? Try out another bathroom? But for all the thoughts running through her mind, she couldn't help but be a bit curious. So she stumbled her way into the bathroom and rushed towards the nearest open stall.
"Sorry," she muttered as she passed two girls standing there, "I need to go but do carry on with whatever it is you are doing ja?"