@athenaquinn replied to this post.
Right? Justice for Wendy Darling, honestly.
People forget that Peter Pan is Wendy’s story. Honestly that girl deserves more credit and respect than she’s given-- and Peter is a little punk.
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@athenaquinn replied to this post.
Right? Justice for Wendy Darling, honestly.
People forget that Peter Pan is Wendy’s story. Honestly that girl deserves more credit and respect than she’s given-- and Peter is a little punk.
where: by the stands that sell merchandise who: Bilius Diggory and Athena Wood ( @athxna-wood )
Quidditch used to be Bilius’s life. He walked around to soak it all in. People’s excitement for the game. The camaraderie that supporting the same thing brings. Everything, Bilius stumbled upon a stall that sold merchandise for those who wanted to show more support for the Falcons. Beside the store was a familiar face which he approached. "Are you not playing?” he asked, eyes furrowing in concern.
@athena-fawley
She had every reason to be here, Lily told herself. It wasn’t meddling, not at all. Diana needed some magical treats. The fact that this need had only occurred to Lily a few seconds ago when she had caught sight of a silhouette she knew by sight only through the windows of the menagerie wasn’t important.
Making her way slowly to the counter. She had a smile a bit like Fabian’s, Lily noted, as she approached the girl. Kind in nature, but also as if the bearer had many serious thoughts behind their eyes. Maybe Lily was only seeing the resemblance because she knew they were related. “Hi, I’m looking for some treats for my cat. Something she’d like, but you know, stil healthy for her. She’s non-magical, just an ordinary cat. Though very well-loved.” Lily hasted to assure Athena, who she then realised she might as well stop pretending not to know. “Aren’t you Fabian Prewett’s cousin? And I think you know a friend of mine. Severus Snape?” Lily realised her voice was almost gleeful, a little too warm for a first (and supposedly chance) encounter.
starter for @xthenasinclxir
Location : Athena's camper
For the short time she was there, Drea had mostly annoyed the same people, people she knew would become the core pillar of her life here. Getting started on conversation, she clicked with the radio operator. On many things, they shared common interest. Waking up from a nap with a brillant idea she could simply not keep to herself but needed to share with the one person who could make it happen, she got into a sprint and ran all the way to where Athena must have currently been. Or so she hoped. - Never mind , she wasn't there , back to running to her camper.
"ATHENA !!!!" Drea yelled through her door, not touching the door, because damn she was going to faint. She put her hands on her thighs and breathed in and out , but honestly sounded like a dying seal. Who would have thought I was so out of shape, did she think to herself.
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Heels clicked against the marble underfoot as Eve made her way through the grand library’s foyer. Already, shelves of books lined up to greet her on either side; and when she looked up, she saw that the ceiling opened to uncountable levels above. She passed mortals here and there, milling about, minding their business, clueless to the marvel they’d stumbled upon.
Though Eve knew exactly what she’d come for, she took her time. She ascended massive, sweeping staircases; she brushed her fingers over the spines of books she passed. All the while, her head turned every which way so she could admire ornate light fixtures, inviting chairs, and gorgeous ceilings,
On the fifth floor, she came upon a woman who stood alone, almost unnoticed by the mortals who sat only meters away. Eve stopped beside her and glanced out over the railing with a smile.
“It’s beautiful,” she said after a moment. “I would have expected nothing less.”