Eve of Wealth

[Elise]

Now and at the hour of our death. Amen.

Raising her icy, blackened glare from her locked palms and laced fingers accompanying a meek prayer. A black cloak of sorts, rippled gently behind her slender form knelt at the edge of the lake. Silver creasted waves, painted with moonlight, continously washed at the shore. The night wind howled as it swept through the monsterous trees ringing the body of water. A fever had struck dear Elise. A fever with she could not cure let alone diagnose. It was almost like a...hunger, a wild craving for an unknown quench. Stomaching the bizaar thoughts for a moment, she returned her line of sight to the mirror like reflection of the lake's glimmering surface. Gazing coldly at the face that looked back up at her, she spoke in a chilling tone.

"Go and get it."

[Carmen]

(Ooc: You look so lonely! Mind if I join?)

A hiss broke through the girl's pink lips as she rounded the corner of the steps out into the Magic Horizons landscape. All in all, she had rounded on a sharp corner, making it jab into her side before her hands were quick enough to realise what had happened. She clenched her eyes shut, then opened them after pausing through her brisk walk. Sure, it was after the curfew, but Filch and the other teachers didn't know.

And if they'd follow, she'd just use the old clown joke on them, relating to what Wyl had done the night of All Hallows Eve. Twas a funny night indeed in the Common Room. But tonight was a night for a quick walk around the lake before she would curl up in her almost too comfy four-poster bed. The wind whipped through her long blue hair with its rough fingers, tearing ceaselessly, and rather unforgivingly.

But once she had opened her eyes, they had instantaniously flickered to a crouched form over the side of the path she was going to walk around. Raising an eyebrow, she cautiously approached the shadowed figure. Who knew why the person was out; themself. "Are... Are you alright over there?" Carmen called as she wandered over, her hands jammed in her cloak pockets.