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Post by ray0 on Jun 6, 2011 14:30:37 GMT -5
King's Cross hadn't changed one bit, however it was strange arriving and departing from that Staion, and not heading towards that plain wall of bricks, and to be greeted by the glistening red train that took all those delighted and young students off to Hogwarts school. There was a loss of magic and sparkle to the station, knowing you were not going to be heading off to the grand school where so many memories were locked in forever. However, as gloomy as it was to get off that ordinary, muggle made train, Judas Love was nonetheless anticipating a much delayed meeting with a friend.
Judas had been travelling, not for business or anything very specific. A party was being hosted quite far from where Judas lived, and apparation wasn't the best idea seeing as he wasn't sure of the exact location of said party, and he was warned muggles were going to attend. However, he made it to the event and had a ball. He couldn't recall much of the night, but he knew there was alcohol. Judas returned back home with a slightly pounding headache and dark eyes. He was sporting a casual combo of jeans and a t-shirt, the t-shirt being 'borrowed' because the torsp half of his party outfit had been ruined and stained with some kind of sauce. A hat sat on his head, hiding the mess of shaggy black hair beneath, and sunglasses were perched on his nose.
Judas' blemishes and imperfections were well hidden.
He stepped of the train with a fresh cigarette in between his lips, and his bag hung on his shoulder. He was quick to be off the train, as well as off the platform. He stopped at a rather empty yet cosy cafe and sat down with a hot coffee. With his glasses still on, he would be unrecognisable, so he wolfed down his scalding coffee and sucked on some tobacco before paying his bill and getting on his feet again. Judas dropped his bag aside a bench and sat down there, sighing as he looked at the clock above him. He was late. Judas merely shook his head and gritted his teeth in irritation. This was to be expected, of course. Judas didn't really think Jonas could tell the time anyway.
As he waited, Judas lit up again and watched those passing from under his sunglasses. He wished he'd brought a book or something, with the rate this was going at, Judas would be waiting all day. However, as he stretched his legs, trying to get reasonably comfortable as he waited, he saw someone he knew very well, someone who stood out far from the crowd. Judas' head rose and so did his body, but he lifted his arms and waited for a good excuse from him. How dare he keep Judas waiting...
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Post by annaleigh1 on Jul 9, 2011 21:58:37 GMT -5
[/b] he said smirking slightly at him, ready for the bomb about to go off. [/ul][/ul][/blockquote] |
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