001 :: There is not such thing as faith or trust or pixie dust :: Text

[goingtoneedamap]

Who: Fife (5)5, etc.
Where: Via journals
What: Fife is a woobie.
When: October of Fife's Fifth Year
Verse: Sorting Hat!AU

(ooc| SO! Basically, what I have in my app -- although I need to check if it's alright via FAQ -- is that over the summer, Fife's neighborhood in Glasgow, Scotland was attacked and mostly destroyed by Voldemort. So... Your characters

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[analyzing_you]

What happened was really quite unfortunate. You were lucky to have gotten out unscathed.

[goingtoneedamap]

Yeah... It really was. And I know I was.

[analyzing_you]

Did you see him?

[goingtoneedamap]

What? Oh, God, no. There was too much mess going on.

[analyzing_you]

For the best, I suppose. If you had, there's a strong chance you wouldn't be here right now.

It's regrettable that you didn't have the opportunity to witness power such as his, though.

[goingtoneedamap]

Yeah.

Uh, no, I'm alright with that, really.

[analyzing_you]

I'm not surprised that you are.

[goingtoneedamap]

Wouldn't you be?

[analyzing_you]

I am not certain how I would be if faced with the possibility of confronting the Dark Lord, or at least witnessing his power first hand.

On one hand, it would be truly frightening. On the other, seeing such raw power would be breathtaking, and maybe even a once in a lifetime chance. And not just because a confrontation with him would result in death.

[goingtoneedamap]

You really have a unique way of thinking, Rose.

[analyzing_you]

Yes, I do. Perhaps you would benefit from using me as an example from time to time.

[goingtoneedamap]

Fair enough. You're probably right.

[analyzing_you]

Again, I am inclined to agree.

[goingtoneedamap]

Unsurprisingly.

[analyzing_you]

Oh, what is this? Sarcasm from the little Fife?