Post by Orion Black on Jan 31, 2008 2:29:43 GMT -5
Orion Black found himself bored when he woke up. Rolling over in his bed, he looked at the wall thinking of Walburga. He felt himself tighten in two places. His bare chest raised up and back down with a deep breath. Sitting up he raised his arms above his head, scratching his head he got up, walking over to his bathroom and turning on the shower.
While letting the water warm up, Orion walked back to the desk he had in his room. He pulled out a piece of parchment and scribbled a quick letter to Walburga, requesting her presence at his home, claiming his mother wished that she was present for dinner. He clicked his tongue and his owl fluttered over to his bare arm, careful not to cut his master. He handed the owl the parchement and walked to the window.
It was a good thing that the house was hidden because if it hadn't been, the poor neighbors would have seen more of Orion than they would have liked, and they would have known what he was thinking about as well.
Touching himself out of habit, he walked to the shower, the mirror steamed already with the heat from the water. Stepping into the shower, Orion made a noise, the hot water releaving his tense muscles. Tilting his head back, he let the water run down his body and through his hair.
Getting out, Orion wrapped a towel around his waist, more out of habit than anything else and headed out of his bathroom, his body still wet, his hair drying quickly and he ran his fingers through his hair, his hair standing up when he did so.
While letting the water warm up, Orion walked back to the desk he had in his room. He pulled out a piece of parchment and scribbled a quick letter to Walburga, requesting her presence at his home, claiming his mother wished that she was present for dinner. He clicked his tongue and his owl fluttered over to his bare arm, careful not to cut his master. He handed the owl the parchement and walked to the window.
It was a good thing that the house was hidden because if it hadn't been, the poor neighbors would have seen more of Orion than they would have liked, and they would have known what he was thinking about as well.
Touching himself out of habit, he walked to the shower, the mirror steamed already with the heat from the water. Stepping into the shower, Orion made a noise, the hot water releaving his tense muscles. Tilting his head back, he let the water run down his body and through his hair.
Getting out, Orion wrapped a towel around his waist, more out of habit than anything else and headed out of his bathroom, his body still wet, his hair drying quickly and he ran his fingers through his hair, his hair standing up when he did so.