by InfectedHau » Fri Nov 14, 2014 3:42 am
Astro stood on the edge of the platform, Vega perched easily on his shoulder. His eyes scanned the crowd, jumping lazily from person to person. He caught snippets of various conversations, many of which he would have liked to join, but he abstained. He had learned long ago that most people didn't take too kindly to some uppity Slytherin butting in on their conversations. Instead, he reached into his pocket, feeling his fingers brush up against the thin plastic cylinder he had bought in King's Cross. After the Exploding Ink Fiasco of last year, Astro had decided to swear off quill pens. He never did understand why wizards distanced themselves so much from Muggle technology, especially when some of it was so useful. "And besides," he said to Vega, scratching her behind the ear, "can you imagine the looks on their faces when I bring a ballpoint pen to class?" He chuckled at the thought of it.
(Astro is open)