<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cd/VegaGryff4.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Vega Sutton<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>grey t-shirt, maroon hoodie, black leather jacket, black faded jeans and grey trainers (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/f3/10/09/f3100975f31f83d94347e9078c81cff6.jpg),<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>muggleborn<br/><strong>Wand</strong>: Knotted 10 ½inch unyielding blackthorn wand with thunderbird feather core<br/><strong>House/Year</strong>: Gryffindor First Year<br/><strong>Date</strong>: September 30th, 2017<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>Saturday morning<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>by a large tree at the edge of the<strong>Great Lake </strong><br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>bored out of her tree planning an escape route<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong>Bullet with Butterfly wings (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8-r-V0uK4u0&t=0s&list=PLQ3U12B1z4JU9QSNmSqoarkB_v7zOLW9G&index=28)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong><strong>Scylla Cromwell </strong><br/><hr/><br/>She had not expected cat to talk back to her but in this strange place a part of her wondered if that were possible. The realm of possibility was definitely blurred in this world, Vega was certain that Darwin, Einstein, Newton would most likely leap from their graves to attempt to figure this place and it’s people out. Was she really one of them now? She didn’t feel like it, she certainly didn’t dress like any of them and she didn’t look like any of them either. Some had a similar accent, obviously Londoners but Vega believed that was as far as any similarity went. Cat began to lick at its paw and Vega chanced a brief look at the animal before looking out across the lake again. Was this what they had travelled over to get to the castle? The train station must be on the other side entirely then she found herself musing.<br/><br/>Vega had walked about the school a bit already but the grounds seemed ridiculously vast to her and not once had she come upon a boundary wall. Was there a gate to get in to the school? The other students had to have arrived some other way because they had been shuffled off and only the first years had been brought to the boats that meant that there were at least two ways of getting in and out of the school. She took another pull on her cigarette and slowly exhaled.<br/><br/><strong>“A tunnel is definitely out unless we can find the boundary wall”</strong>she said aloud and cat replied with a slight meow as if in genuine answer. Vega looked at the cat again before her fingers rolled the butt of her smoke down over the back of one finger caught between her thumb and then flicked it into the lake. Maybe she shouldn’t have done that but she couldn’t really leave her stubs lying about as evidence. There had been no written rule to the best of her knowledge regards smoking but it was best not to find out what sort of punishment wizards and witches doled out. She wasn’t afraid; she just had a healthy sense of self preservation.<br/><br/>Changing her position she crossed her legs and took out another cigarette, boredom was turning her into a chain-smoker here. She lit it and inhaled deep and long before leaning a little forward and attempting to stroke cat. The black creature batted at her hand for a minute before turning to play with the wisps of smoke that came from the cigarette.  Vega shook her head but smiled a single slight curve of one corner of her mouth sort of smile; one that others could easily miss.<br/><br/><strong>“You’re nuts you know that”</strong>she told cat who stopped playing and sat down instead staring behind Vega. At the same moment a female voice sounded.<br/><br/><em>“I wasn’t expecting anyone here this early.”</em><br/><br/>Vega turned at the sound of the voice, it hadn’t sounded in any way amiable but rather peeved at finding her here. A girl with dark hair was beginning to walk away and at first Vega was happy to let her until cat batted her hand again but this time with a claw.<br/><br/><strong>“Ow”</strong>Vega glared at the cat who was looking at the girl again,<strong>“what? You want me to call her back?”</strong>she spoke in a lower voice disbelieving that she was talking to the animal as if it were communicating with her but didn’t normal people always talk with their pets? With a hesitant sigh she looked at the retreating form.<br/><br/><strong>“I wasn’t expecting anyone either. It’s usually empty when I’m here”</strong>she said, turning back to give cat a look of<em> ‘I tried’</em>. She was not a friend maker, she was not a person who put herself out there but the girl was alone and so was she. The girl had come to the same spot so obviously had a desire to be alone, a place to think or just getaway. Maybe she was a muggle-born too and this magical world was closing in on her as well? Vega could have come up with a thousand possibilities in that brief moment. She took another pull from her cigarette before glancing back at the girl again. This was quite possibly the most stupid thing she was ever likely to do besides attending a magical school but what did she have to lose?<br/><strong>“I’m Vega”</strong>she held out her packet of cigarettes in her attempt to be friendly,<strong>“want one?”</strong><br/>