(With all the action, we hardly ever have relaxing RP's anymore....So this is what I shall do!!!)
*The stars are clear and bright as she lays on the shore of the lake, wearing just a sweatshirt over her swimsuit. Stares at the stars, letting her mind wander of several things*
*doing the same but on the roof above gryffendor tower*
~Harry? Do you have the time?~
*a digital clock apears above his head* ~i got midnight~
*smiles* ~Thanks.~
*She strolls along the lake edge in her black bikini, her form feintly casting shadows before her.
The pale moon behind her casts a luminescent tinge to her already pale skin, her raven black hair flowing out and around her in streams. She doesn't even notice them. Her eyes are closed, her head tilted to the sky, and her thoughts, though with strong forces about them, not under sheild, but simply humming about her in harmony. Her small feet touch the grass so softly, so quietly, that she would really not be noticed at all, save the fact that she was singing a soft song to herself...*
~Hey Lav. Do either of you guys sense anyone?? Conan wants to hang out with me tonight, but he didn't say what time...~
~I'll sense for any time opening and keep a web open so I will know when he gets her. What year is he coming from and did he tell you where he is going to end up on th ground~ (this is the conan from the past right.)
*Her lips turn upward slightly in a happy way, and she nods, bringing her head down, and opening her eyes.*
~Over there, hun.~
*She points over toward the center of the lake, where she held Conans squirming form just above the water with the instinctual powers about her. She brings him over next to her and sets him down gently in the grass on his rump. She smiles down at him, extending a freindly hand*
"Sorry, Conan. Didn't know who ya were."
*A soft laugh emits form her lips, in amusement, and sincere apology*
*stands up and walks over to them and hugs him* Thanks for scaring my boyfriend, Lav!! *laughs*
*She grins in that devious way of hers, then she shrugs, simply and unregrettably.*
Welcome.
*She messes Conans hair, and laughs*
How you doing, Conan?
*smiles at Lav*
C:*grins* Despite being held over water, I'm fine. *laughs*
*She laughs along lightly, the moon casting a pale radiance in her moody forest green eyes. Sad, and nearly always distraught, but still capable of comitting a joyous tint. She sighs, smiling, looking toward the waters of the lake*
"Still, yet forever restless."
*She smiles again.*
"So where'd you come from to get here, eh, Conan?"
C: The 15th century.
G:*scratchs her nose* I didn't know it was that long ago...
C:*smiles at her* I only know that because you insisted on teaching.
*She smiles warmly at the two before her, nodding her head in reply. *
"15th Century...?"
*She pauses, as the words sparked something in her memory..*
C:*nods* Around there, anyway.
"Humm....Interesting."
*She smiles, but there is a sence of foreboding aggrivation, at her annoyance of not being able to remember what it was in her thoughts. She HATED that, and her eyes sharpened for a mement, before returning back to normal. Just...Normal...*
"Anyway. So what're you guys planning on destroying as of tonight?"
*sticks out her tougne* We're not going to destroy anything!
C:Nope. I just want to sit by the lake tonight. Also, you guys should remember I'm a muggle. *he rolls his eyes in a childish way*
*She pokes her tongue back out at Ginny, then she laughs for a moment, before calming. And, that suddenly, a small frown is already crossed over her features. She measures up Conan much as she did anyone.*
"So...you're saying you don't want to experience anything in the wizarding world because you do not posess a certain degree of magical talent?"
*She raises an eyebrow, tilting her head. Shoud they have not been her friends, they would have found her sudden change abrubt and confusing, though it was, you could say. But because they did, and the changes were so often, she was merely acting like her usual unsurpassed, confusing self. A trait that made her so difficult. A trait that never would let anyone get bored..*
C:*blinks and shakes his head* No I-
G: He means tonight. I know for a fact that he's been at meetings all day and I'm making him relaxe.
*She winks and smiles at them.*
Well, alright then. Suit yourself.
*She snaps her fingers, and she is instantly in some old jeans, and a too-big guy's sweater she found next to her bed. She smiles.
I'll go get us some drinks from the three broomsticks. You two stay here, and relax.
*She walks away, not really letting them get in a word at all, as usual, and a few feet away, she dissappears.*
*She reappears in the center of the deserted, darkened street of Hogsmeade, and she starts into The Three Broomsticks, smiling at Madam Rosmerta.*
Can I get three butterbeers, please?
*The woman smiles over at her from the counter, and tosses her three bottles. She catches them, and tosses some coins back at her.*
Here you are, dear.
*She smiles at the woman in thanks, and steps outside, disappearing into the night, reappearing where she had dissappeared before...*
*leans against Conan and smiles at Lav* Thanks. C'mon you two lets go sit down...
Welcome hun.
*She hands them each a butterbeer, and walks to the lake, suddenly in her black bikini again, and she sits at the lakes edge, dropping her lags into the depths of the cool water. She sighs and pops the cap on her drink, taking a sip, her raven hair skimming the ground behind her as she sat staring out over the surface, wondering..*
*pops the cap on her butterbeer and sits down beside Lav, pulling Conan beside her*
*She remains mute and unnervingly still for a long moment in time, her eyes far away and drifting, thourougt what memories, neither of the others could tell. A soft smile takes form over her lips once more, and she takes a long swig from her bottle, sucking in a deep breath, and holding it in for a second or two before letting it out over her so softly-formed lips into the soothing, warm summer's night. Normally the heat would make anyone feel rather sluggish, but she felt alive and alert as her usual, gentle soundless sparks of laughs escaping her every now and then....*
*sips her butterbeer and talk with Conan about his family and country*
*She turns and looks toward them, taking another sip of the butterbeer, listening.*
C:*smiles at Lav then looks back to Ginny* Mom is upset with you.
G:Why?
C: Cause you left in such a hurry the other day. She say's if we're to run a country together, we should both know the country.
G:*laughs* Well, I'll remember that.
C:*grins and looks at Lav* The rest of you should come, we'll make it a party!
G:*rolls her eyes* They can come to that one thingy.
C: You mean the one thats...uh....*snaps his fingers, remembering* tomarrow night!
G:*nods and smiles at Lav* All of you guys can come.
*She watches, her eyes flickering from Conan to Ginny and back, and a sudden smil forms upon her lips as she does so. When they finish, she laughs aloud, warmly.*
"But of course! I'll be sure to send an invite to all."
*She winks*
"I don't think anyone is too far off. And I think Damion's back in town, so I'll see if I can get him to go as well."
*She smiles at them and raises her bottle to take another swig, when she realizes she had no idea whatsoever of what it was she had just said everyone would certainly be to. She pauses, the bottle about an inch from her lips* (lol)
"What is it we're going to?"
C:Nothing, just a little get together....
G:*elbows him* Don't trick her like that!! It's a formal dinner. Don't worry, mostly with the court and a visiting ambasidor.
*She nods.*
"As long as you don't stick me in the middle of a group of ignorant politicians, I think I can manage, so I won't worry. But I admit, I don't mind a passionate debate once in a while. Though all you guys keep me up to date with such."
*She laughs, shaking her head, and takes another sip of the bottle. Then she looks toward Conan, with near that same intense look of earlier, her eyes studying him. Then she smiles.*
"You, my friend, are a very curious person."
C:*smiles back at her* Only because of Ginny. Otherwise, I would have gone on never questining anything at all.
G: Please! From the second I got there you were asking every question possible!!
*She smiles warmly at the two, recognising easily their special connection*
"Well, curiousity can always be forgiven. Because it isn't the curiousity that killed the cat, now, it was something, or in out cases maybe, someone, else."
*She winks.*
G:*laughs*
*She laughs along, quite cheerily*
G:*grins then stands, streaching* I'm getting tierd.
*She waves Ginny and Conan away.*
"You two go get some rest. I'll meet you here in the morning!"
C: Thanks. * he smiles then blushes slightly as Ginny pulls him away*
G: See you in the morning Lav!
*She smiles.*
See ya guys later.
*She watched their retreating backs, and then turns back to the lake, sipping her butterbeer, and lying back onto the dew-covered grass, now staring up at the stars thoughtfully..*
(so, what shall we do? Go on to the next day??)
(Why not? lol)
*She opens her eyes, the bright morning sun warming her body. She still lays on her back, her feet di[[ed in the waters of the lake. She streaches her arms over her head, and sits up, brushing off the grass stuck to her. She stands, still in her black bikini, and yawns tiredly*
*her and Conan are walking down the path to the lake. He has his arm around her and they are laughing at a joke. They smile at Lav*
G: You look like you slept out here!
*A laughing smile passes over her features, but another yawn interupts the sound.*
~~Well, nothing unusual.~~
*She snaps her fingers, and is suddenly in jeans, and a black tank, her hair tied back in a braid behind her mid-back*
C:*grins* Fast way to get ready, eh?
G:*nods* Realy easy.
*She laughs.*
Very, Conan.
*She shakes her head. After a moment or so, her eyes flicker back up to the two.*
Want to accompany me to Hogsmeade? I need to pick up a few things. Conan, have you ever wandered around the likes of there before?
C: I was in Hogsmead once. But it was night and everything was closed.
G: We'll come. I need to pick up a few things as well. *looks at Conan* Remind me when we get there to get cat food for Emperess.
C: Ok.
*She grins.*
Excellant.
*She takes each their hands, and closes her eyes, transporting them to the base of the shreiking shack.*
C: Ok, I never want to do that again!
G: *gives him a disgusted look* It's not any worse than time travel!
C: *bites his lip* Your right Ginny. *glances at her then looks at lav*
G: *sighs* Where to first Lav?
*A grin flickers over her lips, and she laughs, shaking her head yet again*
Why, Zonkos, of course!
C: Zonko's?
G: Joke shop. Lets go. *smiles lightly*
*She leads them to the joke shop, which is the nearest shop to them, and inside, she picks out a few of nearly everything, filling her bag. She watches Conan as she does so, watching hix expressions, in friendly amusement*
C:*wanders around, touching things. Ginny follows him, helping him when something happens from one of the jokes. He puts his finger on a small button of a box and the box turns inside out and clamps his finger" Oww!!!!
G: *gives an annoyed sigh and walks over to his yelping form and pulls the box of his finger. His finger is bleeding and she holds it* Conan, ever notice how you seem to get in trouble alot? *puts pressure on the finger and it stops bleeding. She scowls at him, getting more annoyed then starts laughing hystericly as Conans eye widen in fear at the idea of being faced with her anger*
C:*blinks* What in the world?
*Her sudden laugh rings out from behind them, as she had snuck up behind them in an unnoticed fashion.*
"Oh, Conan, you are as graceful as I."
*She winks teasingly.*
C:*continues to not know what is going on*What?
G:*laughs, tears running down her face* I sound so much like my mum and you looked just like my dad when you made that face!*kisses him and laughs*
C:*still confused* What?
*She laughs as well, noticing the resemblance like she had so many times before. When she finally settles down, she notices the dumbfounded look upon Conan's features. She smiles, then takes all their things, and buys them.*
C'mon!
*She waves toward the exit of the store*
G;*laughs and grabs his hand pulling toward the door as he shakes his head in confusment*
*Her hand touches the brass doorknob, but she falters in turning, as her eyes are watching the outside; watching a figure. Hooded and concealed in an aura of black shields and cloth. The figure stalked down the pebbled road, and then seemed to turn its head, catching her eyes. Eyes that wee now a flaming red.
She throws open the door, heading out onto the street, and when she nears the figure, it merely disappears.
She growls, stopping in her heated footsteps. She then sighs, shaking her head.
Then, she turns to the other two, waving them over, her mood changing back, just as quickly, yet again, though her eyes still blazed red, slightly greyish, unchanging from that color at all...*
~Where would you like to go next? Conan, anything spark your interest down the street?~
G:*stares at lav, wondering what is bothering her then looks at Conan, calm once more*Er...yeah...were do you want to go?
C: *frowns* Lets go and get something to drink
Okay, then. Drinks it is.
*She starts off toward the TBS, staying in-step with the other two*
So, ever been down Knockturn Alley before, Conan?
*She tilts her head his way*
If you haven't, you really should come with me. There's this really...funky shop that has all kinds of neat artifacts.
G:*tilts her head to the side* I don't know Lav. Some of those people from there are wierd....
C:*ignors Ginny's overprotective statment* Like what?
*She raises an eyebrow toward her friend, teasingly*
"Ah, but those are my people, Gin! "
*She shakes her head.*
"No, I know most of them you have to watch your back bypassing, butwith me, you are safe. I know a fair few whom dwell there.
Anyway, there is this shop down an alleyway in Knockturn Alley that I visit quite frequently, actually. I can't remember the name, but there are things in there from nearly every city of the world. Mortal, Magical, Inhuman, Spirit, or Immortal..you name it. From the Underworld, from the world we see now, and, well you get my point. Anyway. I wouldn't mind taking you down there. Just...don't touch anything without asking Ginny or myself first? Okay?
First, though, let's get butterbeers for the road."
*She leads the way into the TBS, and to the counter, asking for three bottles of butterbeers..*
G:*takes hers and conans and walks out back into the sunlight before any one can notice Conan has no wand about him* Knockturn Alley it is then.
C:*wraps his free arm around her waist* Lets go Lav, before Ginny changes her mind!
*She laughs, following, her red eyes now sparkling just a brilliant, though in their part slightly threatening, grey, only slightly tinted red, as they were fading back to their original forest green. She takes a swig of the drink, calmly waiting around, taking time to enjoy the drink, amused at Conans impatience to go. After a moment, she turns back, taking Ginnys hand, who was already clasped onto by Conan. This time, they disappear in a flash, reappearing instantly at the entrance to Knockturn Alley. When they appear, it seems as if a breif wash of ice rushes over their forms, gone sudden as it came on. She smiles, knowing that Conan did not feel the after effects of the last transportation, this time. Ginny, she knew, rarely felt the effects of the travels anyway, for her blocks were up, and Lavender had noted this before she'd taked them.*
~Alright, let's get a move on.~
*She steps inside the alley, making sure they are closely behind, and she returns a scowl or two to a few passing by, ragged and drunkard, their thoughts on scaring Conan. And she would not have that. Ginny would kill them if she didn't get there fast enough, anyway.
She leads the way to the alley, dark, dusty, and with its fair share of mess. She pauses before the entrance of the shop, turning to Conan, a strict, no-nonsense look in her moody eyes..*
~Remember, no touching without asking. For your own good, Conan, for some of these things could kill you easily as Ginny or I would if you did touch something. But, just a warning. Most things you can.~
*And with that, she opens the heavy black door, opening them to a world of the wonders inside. She waved to the shop keeper inside, and he nodded his head in ackknowledgement, before returning back to his counting of gold.*
C:*nods at her warning and keeps his arm around Ginny, mainly to help keep himself fromtouching anything*
G: Wow...I wonder if they have anything from ancient Romainia around here?
*She points to a corner at the East side. Meanwhile, she is heading over to the glass counter, where elegant short-blades were stored beneath the shop-keepers arm. His features curve into a gnarled, knowing smile, as he pulls out a blade from his pocket, and hands it to her. She stares, an expert of weilding the weapon herself, her eyes running over each the lines in each individual blade. She runs her fingers over the embroidery and edges, its handle and blade hard as dragon scales, tough as troll flesh, and yet soft and flexible as Elvin arrows. She grinned, holding the kniph in its holding position. There was a soft dip, though, that did not match her hands. It was formed to suit someone with hands larger than hers. Though there was a look of mystifying joy on her features. She grinned, and noddded, handing the man a hand of gold, and then leaving him to his work, leaning her back against the countertop casually, her legs crossed at the ankle, as she continues to study the newly owned weapon of hers, which, oddly, enough, was evident that it was not for her..*
G:*smiles at Lav*
C:Gin? Come here. *he oints to a small iron ball laying on a table* Dosn't that look like-
G:Sara's gift! Wow, this is wierd....
* picks up the ball and walks over to the counterman*
G: How much?
Counterman: 30 sickles.
G: I'll give you 20.
COunterman:*grunts and holds out his hand*
G* Hands him 15 sickles, knowing he won't count them*
Damion watched the playful antics of the humans, and Lavender, oh how he longed to be next to her, and so, eh figured why not, and got to his feet, sliding the school book he had been studying, into his cloak and then walked over.
"Hi." He greeted in his usual, quiet manner, siding up to Lavender and sliding his arms about her waist.
She shivered slightly, as his arms wrapped around her, a warm fire spreading through her from his touch. She smiled, so very softly, and turned to let her eyes fall over him, her arms dropping to her sides.
"Hey you."
She continued to smile, with no intention of leaving the close-range of his hold, even if her life fell in jeopardy. She raised her right arm, the tips of her thumb and forefinger holding the end of the hilt of the beauty of the weapon before her, letting it swing a half-inch or so back and forth, like a pendulum on a clock, at her side.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Damion's always getting himself along to places where he shouldn't. Well, surprise, then!"
She grinned, and placed the hilt of the blade in his hand, which fit, so very perfectly, as if it had been formed from an exact mold. And, the grin still about her, she went to tip-toes and kissed his lips, feather-softly.
*Conan and ginny smile softly at them then at each other*