markus
Down below people and creatures scurried the grounds like lost ants, some moving with purpose whilst others just took up space on pointless walks. The young mid teens lips were tightened into a scowl as he watched the flitting masses. He wasn't certain whether he was happy to be at this academy or not. Of course it was great to be away from his uncle, that good for nothing low life, but now he was stuck here. He had no idea of the lay of the land which may have filled others with a sense of exploration but it just made the white haired lad feel more anxious. His icy gaze moved down to the small pebble he had picked up on his walk across the rooftop, the skin on his fingertips going white as blood failed to feed them. It seemed that people enjoyed dumping him places where they no longer had to think of him. With a frustrated flick of his wrist the teen sent the small stone hurtling from the rooftop and plummeting towards the earth far below. He lost sight of it almost immediately though the startled yelp from directly below told him that he had been lucky enough to hit one of the idiots.
His scowl lightened slightly with amusement as he lowered himself to sit upon the ledge of the roof, leaning forth slightly to peer down at his victim whom was walking away rubbing their head in confusion. Ha! They probably deserved that. The untied laces of his boots hung hazardously in the void, black jeans tucked messily into the top of his boots. He wore an ill fitting dark hood shirt to protect himself from the cold, the only colour in his outfit being the white snake embroided upon his back. He wasn't one for colours or any outfit that would get him noticed. His gaze shifted across the school yard, trying to mentally map what he could see for any future need. He might just need to know his path when he made a break for his freedom. The breeze running over the high buildings peek pulled at his unruly hair, whipping it across his eyes though the teen ignored the stinging. He was alone up here with only his thoughts for company, the voices below washed away by the breeze. He could almost feel at ease.
His scowl lightened slightly with amusement as he lowered himself to sit upon the ledge of the roof, leaning forth slightly to peer down at his victim whom was walking away rubbing their head in confusion. Ha! They probably deserved that. The untied laces of his boots hung hazardously in the void, black jeans tucked messily into the top of his boots. He wore an ill fitting dark hood shirt to protect himself from the cold, the only colour in his outfit being the white snake embroided upon his back. He wasn't one for colours or any outfit that would get him noticed. His gaze shifted across the school yard, trying to mentally map what he could see for any future need. He might just need to know his path when he made a break for his freedom. The breeze running over the high buildings peek pulled at his unruly hair, whipping it across his eyes though the teen ignored the stinging. He was alone up here with only his thoughts for company, the voices below washed away by the breeze. He could almost feel at ease.