Post by Cassandra Blackfire G7 on Feb 5, 2006 3:35:26 GMT
Cass poked the green cloak with her wand in the hopes that it might actually turn red. It was a beautiful cut, and the crystals that adorned the shoulder made it even more splendid. However, Cass would never be caught dead in the color green. For one, it was the color of her rival house, Slytherin. Second, it was a horrible color, and three, she had to see it almost everyday in every room at Blackfire manor. Looking over the top of the rack, she hoped to catch the eye of an employee. Frowning, she didn't see a single one around. Huffing, she put the cloak back on the rack and began to rummage again, hoping to find one in any color but green.
Cass had been searching for weeks for the perfect cloak to wear to some fancy shindig that Lust insisted on taking her to. She could already see it. Lust parading Cass around as a charity case exuding how she saved the poor girl from being destitute and living on the street. Lust's constituents would hail her Aunt as a paragon of virtue while Cass stood idly nearby. Cass pulled rummaged a few more moments and found the same cloak in a midnight blue. Holding it up in front of her, she modeled it for herself in the full length mirror that was near. Cocking her head to the side, she pursed her lips and nodded her head. " Not bad," she said out loud.
Making her decision, she draped the cloak over her arm and made her way towards a rack of dresses. A moment later, an employee made her way over to her. She took the bundle out of Cass' arms. As she walked away to put the purchases by the register, Cass called out, " Oh, could you find me some good Quidditch padding? I'm in some serious need for some new shin and knee pads." Cass turned back to the dresses, needing to find something that would match her new cloak.
Cass had been searching for weeks for the perfect cloak to wear to some fancy shindig that Lust insisted on taking her to. She could already see it. Lust parading Cass around as a charity case exuding how she saved the poor girl from being destitute and living on the street. Lust's constituents would hail her Aunt as a paragon of virtue while Cass stood idly nearby. Cass pulled rummaged a few more moments and found the same cloak in a midnight blue. Holding it up in front of her, she modeled it for herself in the full length mirror that was near. Cocking her head to the side, she pursed her lips and nodded her head. " Not bad," she said out loud.
Making her decision, she draped the cloak over her arm and made her way towards a rack of dresses. A moment later, an employee made her way over to her. She took the bundle out of Cass' arms. As she walked away to put the purchases by the register, Cass called out, " Oh, could you find me some good Quidditch padding? I'm in some serious need for some new shin and knee pads." Cass turned back to the dresses, needing to find something that would match her new cloak.