She felt the jolt of the train as it started to leave the station. If she looked hard enough, Moira was sure she would see her father's face. She discreetly wiped away her tear and smiled down at Astrid, who looked up at her with a face that Moira knew to be concern. Ever since she was little...
Ten more minutes...He stared desperately at the clock. Ten more minutes and I can finally go home! It had been a long day, and someone had brought in a game that intrigued him to the point of insanity. Thoughtfully, he picked it up and turned it over in his hand, admiring the pictures of space...
Moira “Mac” MacGregor
The platform was filling up quickly. Students and parents alike shouldering and brushing by everyone. Each person in a rush to either get their children on the train, or in the children’s case, get a good seat with their friends and fellow house members. Except Mac. She...
Its all about what you like and/or are familiar with I suppose. I can play a decent vampire, but with all those rules I was facing I was terrified of messing up someone else's story or experience.
Ah I see, no unfortunately I never got into that one. I think I tried but I was so...out of touch? Unfamiliar with the source, maybe? That I couldnt get into it.