Post by elizabetha on Oct 21, 2010 8:40:27 GMT
It was late, and everyone else was asleep, for the most part, as Liz slipped out of her bed, and over to her trunk, pulling out some clothes and quickly getting dressed. A pair of old jeans, covered with patches of various colors, with rips here and there. After that a dark tight red t-shirt is pulled on over her head, with some bleached spots spread over one shoulder, the dye faded to an interesting purplish shade, and the sleeves cut off. Looking around, she made sure no one else was up, or at least watching her, as she picked up her shoes and jacket, slipping quietly out of the dorm. She moved quickly, or as quickly as she could while being quiet, socks stepping soundlessly on the stairwells and floors, as she made her way down to the lower levels of the castle. At the ground floor, she slipped out the front doors of the castle, and finally put her shoes on, tying them nice and tight, one of the old sneakers sporting a strip of tape wrapped around it. She stood up and pulled her old, faded jacket on, pulling it closed against the chill of the night.
It was a long walk after she slipped through the front gates, looking up at the night sky as she grinned, finally taking the time to head into town to see what the night life was like. With a small amount of money in her pocket, she hoped she could get a drink or two, and enjoy her night out. But first she had to get to there. She stretched out a bit, wishing she wasn't terrified of flying, as she started to run along the road, heading towards the bright lights of The Hallows. From time to time she slowed down to a walk, not wanting to look to disheveled when she got there, or too winded. It was a nice night, not to cold, but chilly enough to avoid sweating as she started running again, smiling as she came to the outskirts of the city, slowing down as she started navigating the streets. She wrapped herself in a simple illusion, altering her facial features to appear older, as she passed by late night pedestrians, looking for Wonderland.
She waited for a while outside of Wonderland, listening to the music wafting out from within, waiting for the bouncer at the front door to let her in. She had to keep herself from smiling to wide as she finally stepped through the front door, entering the sound and lights of the club. She pulled out some of her money, and walked right to the bar, asking for a fruity tasting drink within her price range, and was relieved to find out she could afford one. After she got her drink, she moved closer to the dance floor, letting her illusion shimmer and fade, as she sipped the drink, tasting the sweet flavor of pineapple, coconut and mango, almost enough to cover the taste of the alcohol in it. She grinned from ear to ear as she started to sway to the music, drinking more of the drink as she felt the music wash over her.
It was a long walk after she slipped through the front gates, looking up at the night sky as she grinned, finally taking the time to head into town to see what the night life was like. With a small amount of money in her pocket, she hoped she could get a drink or two, and enjoy her night out. But first she had to get to there. She stretched out a bit, wishing she wasn't terrified of flying, as she started to run along the road, heading towards the bright lights of The Hallows. From time to time she slowed down to a walk, not wanting to look to disheveled when she got there, or too winded. It was a nice night, not to cold, but chilly enough to avoid sweating as she started running again, smiling as she came to the outskirts of the city, slowing down as she started navigating the streets. She wrapped herself in a simple illusion, altering her facial features to appear older, as she passed by late night pedestrians, looking for Wonderland.
She waited for a while outside of Wonderland, listening to the music wafting out from within, waiting for the bouncer at the front door to let her in. She had to keep herself from smiling to wide as she finally stepped through the front door, entering the sound and lights of the club. She pulled out some of her money, and walked right to the bar, asking for a fruity tasting drink within her price range, and was relieved to find out she could afford one. After she got her drink, she moved closer to the dance floor, letting her illusion shimmer and fade, as she sipped the drink, tasting the sweet flavor of pineapple, coconut and mango, almost enough to cover the taste of the alcohol in it. She grinned from ear to ear as she started to sway to the music, drinking more of the drink as she felt the music wash over her.