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The Last Lost Continent || Open Jun 28, 2013 11:07:24 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Jun 28, 2013 11:07:24 GMT -8

She was lost. Oh she was most certainly lost. Standing in the middle of the corridor on the fifth floor, Nadya hung her arms to her sides, a brown paper bag in one hand and a disapproving glare plastered on her face. She'd just come off the stairs which she did not like in the slightest, and was trying desperately to find Professor Mortelle. Why she hadn't thought to look outside was beyond her. But now she was thinking this school was too big for her to wander about aimlessly in hopes of finding him. As much as she despised Beauxbaton, her Alma Mater, she was thinking it would have been easier to find someone in it's familiar halls. Nadya, however, would never set foot in France ever again. Frankly, the entire country annoyed her with their weird food and stuffy nose accents and creepy poodles! France was different and France was not home. Italy was a little closer to what she was used to in Greece, but still different. A good kind of different though. At least they pronounced all their letters properly. And with gusto!

But this was not Beauxbaton and she was still lost. Taking a deep breath, Nadya could feel herself getting frustrated. She could also feel a very faint fluttering in her stomach and sighed as she leaned against a stone wall, and slowly slid down its surface, sitting on the floor. Getting out of the house and away from Vivian and Antoni and hell even Vicente, who didn't normally say even two words to her, was nice; but it came at a price. Now she was tired and irritated and her feet were achy and swollen. On the plus side, she had food with her. The pasta dish was supposed to be for Vincent. Antoni had made it and Nadya offered to take it to Vincent for a surprise lunch. Mostly to get her out and about for a while. But now the lunch was going to succumb to the want of the glowing expectant mother.

And boy was it good. Sitting there in the hall, Nadya pulled out the glass dish it'd been packed away in and heated it up with a giddy grin before digging around in the bag for a fork and beginning the process of stuffing her face. There was a happy little sigh as she swallowed the first few bites. And then a bell rang loud and clear through out the halls and Nadya froze. "Oh...shit..." That was the moment a herd of students started piling out of classrooms and swarming the corridor around her. "Whoa! Watch it! I'm trying to eat down here!!" With another not exactly happy sigh, Nadya rested her head against the wall and her hand on her stomach. Now she'd be even more lost.

Last Edit: Jun 28, 2013 11:08:21 GMT -8 by Deleted

HESTIA LISETTE JONES

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The Last Lost Continent || Open Jul 8, 2013 14:18:51 GMT -8

Post by HESTIA LISETTE JONES on Jul 8, 2013 14:18:51 GMT -8

Tick tock. Tick tock. Hestia looked down at the piece of paper that was sitting in front of her. A midterm examination for Defense Against the Dark Arts...written of course. Tia hadn’t been paying attention in days, mostly because she thought the class was pointless. When was she going to need to know how to defend herself against Cornish Pixies, hmmm? She was a love-maker, not a...What was that spell again that blasted things? Confringo! She scribbled down as the last answer to her examination. Right in the nick of time because right as her quill finished the final dot on her exclamation point, the class bell rang and Professor Riddle began demanding that they hand in their parchment or be given a T for troll.

Tia stood up, shoved her things into her leather bag and then placed her parchment on top of the pile, being sure to give Riddle a thumbs up...which earned her a disapproving look from the stately professor. Skipping out of the classroom, Tia found herself amidst a mass of other students rushing off to their other classes. She herself had a couple more to go to today but - staring at the window that overlooked the Black Lake - the weather was too beautiful for class. This was the first sunlight that she had seen since November! And although it wasn’t strong enough to melt the snowy banks of the grounds, it was certainly enough to light up Hestia Jones’ world.

Rushing off in the opposite flow of student movement, Tia found herself struggling to get through the masses of bodies that were pushing her. Groaning, she had no choice but to move to the side of the corridor where she almost ran into someone that was sitting on the floor. ‘What an interesting place to hide...’ She thought to herself as she tilted her head to the side. It was only then that she recognized who it was.

”Nadya!” The girl had been in Nadya’s room while they were staying in Italy, and it had been...interesting to say the least. She had learned a lot of things from the mysterious gypsy and even considered her to be a close personal friend now that the holidays were over. But she hadn’t seen her in ages - it was as if she had been forced into hiding. Tia scoffed at the idea, there was no way that Nadya Thelnik was going to let herself be locked away in some tower like a damsel in distress.

”Oye! Watch where you’re stepping!” Tia said, brushing some of her short blonde hair away from her face and leaning against the wall that was right next to where gypsy was sitting.

When the halls had finally cleared and Miss Jones felt that Nadya was successfully out of harm’s way, she began to relax. A strange smell filled her nose, full of spices and intricate flavors and she immediately glanced down at where it was coming from. A warm bowl full of almost eaten pasta rested in the woman’s hands, and Tia could do nothing but smile at her. ”That smells delicious,” Sliding down the wall, Hestia snagged a piece of pasta from the edge of the bow l and stuffed it into her mouth, grinning back at the woman sitting next to her, ”Merlin! What is that? And why haven’t you been sharing, you little horder!”