Post by Jacob Sullivan on Jan 16, 2012 10:26:09 GMT -8
December 12th, 6:45 am
Ah, to be back in the Ravenclaw Tower again was momentous. This was going to be the crown jewel of all heists, and coup de grace to the Williams regime. Artistically, the blow would be struck by a rat. Such an animal was seen either as a cunning vermin or a charming companion. Jake knew that he was just as versatile as his rodent brethren. He could be sly, sneaky, ruthless, and inventive. He was a master escape artist. Defensive measures stood no chance against his capabilities.
Jacob Sullivan: Heir to the Wizarding throne.
His paws silently prickled over the carpeting in the tower. He picked his way along the wall, not minding but ignoring the students up early to get ready for breakfast. They’d be headed down soon. He wanted Katya to find him and adopt him. All others would be disdained, but her voice and touch would be sought out. Her habits would be learned and taken advantage of. Her life would be taken out by one fell swoop of political coup d’etat. She would be the bait to lure her father into recklessness. Poor girl.
Katya Williams: Heiress to the suffering that power brought.
Finally, he scented her. He recognized her scent from his previous scouting trip. This whole business would have been complete if it hadn’t been for a certain Gemma Winston, now Burgess, disrupting his plot by discovering his Animagus abilities. He was returned now, though, and everything was back on track. First, he needed to integrate himself into her life. He sat up and held a paw towards the girl upon whom the future pivoted.
Ah, to be back in the Ravenclaw Tower again was momentous. This was going to be the crown jewel of all heists, and coup de grace to the Williams regime. Artistically, the blow would be struck by a rat. Such an animal was seen either as a cunning vermin or a charming companion. Jake knew that he was just as versatile as his rodent brethren. He could be sly, sneaky, ruthless, and inventive. He was a master escape artist. Defensive measures stood no chance against his capabilities.
Jacob Sullivan: Heir to the Wizarding throne.
His paws silently prickled over the carpeting in the tower. He picked his way along the wall, not minding but ignoring the students up early to get ready for breakfast. They’d be headed down soon. He wanted Katya to find him and adopt him. All others would be disdained, but her voice and touch would be sought out. Her habits would be learned and taken advantage of. Her life would be taken out by one fell swoop of political coup d’etat. She would be the bait to lure her father into recklessness. Poor girl.
Katya Williams: Heiress to the suffering that power brought.
Finally, he scented her. He recognized her scent from his previous scouting trip. This whole business would have been complete if it hadn’t been for a certain Gemma Winston, now Burgess, disrupting his plot by discovering his Animagus abilities. He was returned now, though, and everything was back on track. First, he needed to integrate himself into her life. He sat up and held a paw towards the girl upon whom the future pivoted.