Slip

[jeitaken]

*midnight, with the torches guttering in the main corridors and extinguished along the less-used hallways*

*and down one of these creeps a small figure, straining his senses to the utmost, far from his common room but intent on learning these remote byways by heart*



*pauses to pull out his journal, careful to keep the wall to his right so as not to get turned around, and writes a few ragged lines in the pitch dark*


Secret door behind tapestry on the seventh floor leads to the fourth floor twenty paces from the empty classroom with the lion on the doorknob


[[His strike line wavered, so underlined material is readable. Yes, he's out after hours, and might encounter anyone -- a certain Ravenclaw sixth-year, for example.]]

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[shirayukiwitch.livejournal.com]

*Rukia goes back from the kitchen, nibbling on a cupcake. Late night snack is always the best when you're about to study complexed spells.*

[jeitaken.livejournal.com]

*several floors up, flinches as a staircase begins to move under his feet: the noise blotting out any sound of footsteps below*

*nonetheless, a certain sixth sense warns him of a nearby presence and he crouches down, a dark blot of robes against the lighter stone of the staircase -- small, but still quite visible*

[shirayukiwitch.livejournal.com]

*Goes up a few flights of stairs, finishing her cupcake along the way. Waits for the stairs to readjust every so often, but she's used to that.*

[jeitaken.livejournal.com]

*feels the staircase he's on stop; starts inching upwards noiselessly -- such escapes are part of the thrill of sneaking out at night*

*is aware by now that the approaching person is not Filch (too quiet) or a ghost (too loud); hopes -- in vain, as it turns out -- that their route isn't the same as his own -- but as the footsteps get closer to the staircase he's on, he drops any pretense of hiding and makes a run for it up toward the landing*

[shirayukiwitch.livejournal.com]

*When going up the stairs, she hears someone running. She looks up*

[jeitaken.livejournal.com]

*whisks around a corner in a flutter of dark robes and flattens himself against a wall, still hoping to be able to detect whom he's escaping from before going for the next staircase*

[shirayukiwitch.livejournal.com]

*Goes up and follows the voice of rustling robes*

[jeitaken.livejournal.com]

*is pressed into a corner, hoping he can't be seen.....*


*but as she approaches, he gradually becomes aware, without knowing how, of her identity*

*relaxes a bit, stepping away from the wall*

[shirayukiwitch.livejournal.com]

*Surprised a bit when she she discovered him*

Jei? What are you doing?

[jeitaken.livejournal.com]

*sheepish, but just a bit; hoarse stage-whisper* Exploring while it's quiet.