Post by Godric Emerindyl on May 22, 2011 1:10:06 GMT 10
Godric wandered around the edge of the lake thinking about the world at the moment. He knew his parents were both under a lot of strain given the recent happenings and god help them both it was going to be a shit fight… which was putting it bluntly, especially for Godric. He considered the fate of his parents as he wandered aimlessly, skipping across a lower stream that eddied out towards a flat section of grass that had become likened to a swap in the recent rains. He knew both of his parents were not at risk of losing their jobs. There was no Koalingo without the two of them. His father had resigned his position only once before, and it was for the security of the school. Him leaving now would be precisely against that aim.
He gasped and bent double clutching his head, almost falling into the water surrounding the stones he was skipping across. In fact one of his feet slipped a little and water was now leaking slowly into his shoe. He was not concerned about the water though, at least not until a moment or so later when the pain in his head subsided and he was able to move on in case another attack occurred.
The question of the murder had been one on everyone’s mind. Godric knew there was nothing he could do about it though and after spending the appropriate two week period making sure everyone around him was dealing with it, Godric was now able to fume about losing his duel to Lucius. He further more was annoyed with himself that he could be bothered by something so trivial as a competition of duelling, but it didn’t make sense to him. How could Lucius beat him so easily.
He made it to a tree and slipped down by it leaning against it with his back. He was losing it, and he knew it. He was losing it slowly, but he was losing it all the same.
He gasped and bent double clutching his head, almost falling into the water surrounding the stones he was skipping across. In fact one of his feet slipped a little and water was now leaking slowly into his shoe. He was not concerned about the water though, at least not until a moment or so later when the pain in his head subsided and he was able to move on in case another attack occurred.
The question of the murder had been one on everyone’s mind. Godric knew there was nothing he could do about it though and after spending the appropriate two week period making sure everyone around him was dealing with it, Godric was now able to fume about losing his duel to Lucius. He further more was annoyed with himself that he could be bothered by something so trivial as a competition of duelling, but it didn’t make sense to him. How could Lucius beat him so easily.
He made it to a tree and slipped down by it leaning against it with his back. He was losing it, and he knew it. He was losing it slowly, but he was losing it all the same.
