Post by paxton on Nov 29, 2012 1:35:33 GMT -5
Paxton didn't know anyone around Hogwarts, it was quite sad actually that he couldn't talk to anyone without the fear of them running away. Even despite all the physical scarring and wounds which coated his face and body, that added with the blood stained sleeves of his over-sized white shirt which had once belonged to his father had left him in quite the...horrifying state. That and he couldn't see anything due to the damage done to his eyes had him blinded which saddened the young male greatly. He was in such a magnificent place, Hogwarts was a castle as people had told him, described the old stone walls and the lake and the forest which surrounded the old walls. Pax couldn't see any of it, but he didn't let it get him down, he'd just settle with his imagination.
Drifting along one of the corridors, Pax had no idea which since there was so many places within the school which he had yet to explore, but wherever it was it was nice to be somewhere different. Paxton was still only a child, deprived of the outside world since childhood so he was always curious. He never had been outside his house until his demise, so even in death he wasn't going to let being a ghost falter his exploration of the world, having already moved through a few different places such as the mountains, the city and now Hogwarts.
He was thankful though that here no one was afraid of him, it seemed ghosts were some what of a norm at the school, because usually Pax would need to hide from the human eye as ghosts were not exactly...normal. If he were to be seen (which he had been in the past) it never ended well as people would scream and run away or fall over in fear, Paxton didn't want to scare anyone so he would keep to himself in the outside world. But now...in Hogwarts he could do as he pleased, although he was still wary of people with his appearance and all, there were young children attending Hogwarts as well.
Hearing footsteps coming closer Paxton moved to the side, hiding behind what he could sense was metal, probably some sort of statue as he peeked out from behind it, trying to sense who was coming that way.
Drifting along one of the corridors, Pax had no idea which since there was so many places within the school which he had yet to explore, but wherever it was it was nice to be somewhere different. Paxton was still only a child, deprived of the outside world since childhood so he was always curious. He never had been outside his house until his demise, so even in death he wasn't going to let being a ghost falter his exploration of the world, having already moved through a few different places such as the mountains, the city and now Hogwarts.
He was thankful though that here no one was afraid of him, it seemed ghosts were some what of a norm at the school, because usually Pax would need to hide from the human eye as ghosts were not exactly...normal. If he were to be seen (which he had been in the past) it never ended well as people would scream and run away or fall over in fear, Paxton didn't want to scare anyone so he would keep to himself in the outside world. But now...in Hogwarts he could do as he pleased, although he was still wary of people with his appearance and all, there were young children attending Hogwarts as well.
Hearing footsteps coming closer Paxton moved to the side, hiding behind what he could sense was metal, probably some sort of statue as he peeked out from behind it, trying to sense who was coming that way.