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Post by rose weasley on Sept 21, 2008 10:39:43 GMT -8
 
Rose was just out because for one reason being stuck at home wasn’t a good thing. Sure she moved yet again because of what she was fighting for just sometimes you needed fresh air not being stuck in some house. Not that she got court on her side of the war just, also the fact she was a Wealsey got some wrecking where she lived, not that she minded they just didn’t have anything better to do. It was easier to move or clean the place up the place with magic. It was easy no big worry, but Rose did worry anyway.
Today she decide to go to muggle London, she had to plan it since she had to dress as a muggle to blend in. not like she could wear her robes there and she had no work today. Apparating in an alley down Oxford Street the place was busy walking out and into the crowds. She didn’t even fit in with jeans, trainers and a jacket to keep her warm. But it was more her, since she was magical everyone else around her weren’t. Well there could be a few wizards around but she didn’t expect it much. Since why would some come, some maybe but not others only for the fighting?
Stopping outside a shop peering in the window everyone just walked past her, as she was nothing but Rose didn’t really mind blending in. It was more the idea to blend in have an day around muggle London then go home once she got bored. But still muggle shops had other reasons for her to come. Just the normalcy of the whole thing, she was half blood and her mother mugleborn meant she did see had muggle grandparents allot but they didn’t live in the center of London.
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Post by sallie weasley on Sept 21, 2008 12:36:41 GMT -8
Sallie Weasley could spot any of her cousins from a hundred yards away, by some method she could not entirely explain. The best way she had ever been able to describe it was as a tribal bond, which was true enough. The red hair was frequently a giveaway, too. Anyway, when she'd spotted what she was pretty sure was Rose, she'd strolled casually towards the girl. Her grandmother often tasked her with keeping an eye on her younger cousins when they had been children. Old habits die hard, she mused to herself, tagging behind Rose until she came to a stop at a Muggle store. Sallie chose this moment to catch up to her.
"Hullo," She greeted cheerfully, tucking her hands into her robe pockets. She was dressed much less conspicuously than Rose was, in jeans, a white tank top, and standard black robes. Normally when she went with more standard jackets, but she hadn't exactly been intending on visiting Muggle London. She'd just sort of wandered there. "How's my second favorite redhead?" She asked with a broad grin, leaning on the window of the store.
(ooc. short post, sorry x[ )
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Post by rose weasley on Sept 21, 2008 13:23:03 GMT -8
Rose just looked at the weird fashion sense the muggles had, but really wasn’t paying attention to who was around. Plus everyone was walking by with just her, looking through the window of a shop. But nothing seemed to drag her out of her thoughts yet anyway. The colours were bright and pure must have been to show what mood he designer was at the time. But still strange, but still Rose could see why someone would buy the peaces of clothing. Rose didn’t really notice someone else till she heard someone which from the voice she knew right away who they were. Rose didn’t need to turn to know, everyone the family had a tight bond some tighter then others. But it was the family and how close they were that did this.
“Sallie you really didn’t expect to come here did you?” Rose added to one look at what he cousin was wearing. “Well who says you have not to be red head” Rose added to, her cousins second favorite read head comment. Turning to face her cousin now slightly worried about her cousin’s dress for muggle London but Rose worried about a lot. This would be another thing not much to worry, “I am good, to be expected with everything, how about yourself?” Rose asked, sure the war was bad but still you couldn’t stop everything that was going on. No matter how much you tired to block it out, it was war and death would come which was the trouble. But life now wasn’t all good an dandy, you had to be dumb not to know that.
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