Post by Ra’d Hashim Zaman on Apr 23, 2024 20:05:35 GMT -8
Early Afternoon, Rainy and Chilled
Thumbs hooked through jean belt loops Ra'd strode through magical London, his shoulders hunched against the rain. Over half a decade and Ra'd still wasn't totally used to the rain. Annoying since it always seemed to rain in London. But then the weather was just one con on a long list of pros and cons. Perhaps, if it was just Ra'd, he might've moved away ages ago; when he'd been young and invincible Ra'd had never had any problem moving from one city to another, one country to another. He'd been a pro quidditch player, a damn good one too, travel and moving had just been part of the job. He missed that part of it on particularly cold, wet, and windy days.
But he had Lina, he'd taken her in and in do so he'd committed to putting her needs above his. And being conscientious of her needs meant that Lina needed a stable home in the U.K. so she could study.
Fighting off a shiver Ra'd pushed into the local quidditch supplies shop. He paused just past the doorway, to shake the rain off of his deep purple peacoat and wring out his wet hair. Dripping significantly less than he had before Ra'd moved deeper into the shop to look over the selection of brooms.
Brooms caught his eye here or there, but not in a good way. He found many British designs to be messy, simple, artless. Back home Ra'd had favoured brooms with reed bristles, woven rattan looked so much prettier than just thin clipped branches and twigs. Sadly rattan didn't survive the English weather any better than Ra'd did.
After a moment a pursuing Ra'd went to check his watch only to find his wrist naked. 'Right,' Ra'd thought to himself, 'I lost it last month. Really ought to find it before Lina gets home.' Glancing around Ra'd met the eyes of another person, "Ahh, pardon me," he spoke up, tapping the back of his naked wrist, "do you have the time?"
Notes: Open