Energy Zap(Please, someone join, I'm bored)

[Ginny Weasly]

Mhan grinned, he knew what came next.
"She has to come with us, until we figure out a plan." Said the men, almost in usion.

Ginny looked fierce.
"Why? It's not like I'm going to run away."

"It's for your own good."

[Xaver]

"It's for her own good that she does what she wants. It's for what you want, that she should ever come with you," Xaver said in a low growl, his voice hinting on actual anger, now.

[Ginny Weasly]

Ginny smiled, faintly at Xaver. One of the men grabbed Mhan's shoulder and pushed him forward.

"Do you see this boy? Did you know, that just a few months ago, he almost killed Ms. Weasly? The only reason he didn't was because we got there just in time. There are dozens out there. Dozens who won't be as confident as him to give us a place and time." Said the old man, scowling. Mhan seemed almost proud of himself.

[Xaver]

"And the humble arrival yours spared Ginny's life? He is just that, a boy, with his intentions screwed a little too tight. And I doubt with my own life, that Ginny would ever be as safe with you, as she would be somewhere, anywhere, where she felt remotely at home. Dozens perhaps have the same ideas as Mhan," he nodded toward the boy, his mental energies low and untraceable, "but dozens will fail, and fall."

[Ginny Weasly]

Mhan smiled again, and Ginny took a step back. This one boy scared her alot, mostly because in the few fights they had were very close. And she knew that look in his eyes. This boy's mental powers were very strong, about the same as Ginny's.
"Oh, I've failed before, but you know what they say, " he said, speaking slowly, only to them. The other two seemed incapable of hearing his voice, "practice makes perfect."

[Xaver]

Xaver's eyes darkened until they were nearly as obsidian as his hair. On most numbers of circumstances, Xaver was a calm creature, at resolute evenness controlling his own self and powers, while trying, and usually getting, others to attain that certain calmness as well.
But the other stirred his blood in a way he had almost forgotten.

Many didn't realize, by the usually respectable way Xaver had accepted himself to behave, that Xaver actually was very powerful, and had only just recently come away from the bindings that made him such a feared, and fallen, dark subject. He had learned to feel again. So far his emotions had been undeniable kept under control, and almost at peace. But it was interesting to feel again the pang of memory of what he had, actually not too long ago, been chained and nearly crazed of.

Mutual dislike would clearly be an understatement, but for the time being, it worked. Somehow, it worked. And even as Xaver's instincts told him to simply rip the throats out of any who dared insult or threat the one he loved, it was a credit to his changed character, purely, that he restrained the impulse and remained firmly where he was. Though the threads of his self-obedience were testing. Tempting.

"You fail enough times, perhaps even you will see that such things are not meant to happen."
He shook his head slowly, expressionless.
"It is far easier to make war than peace."

[Ginny Weasly]

Ginny looked at Xaver, feeling the changes in his mind pattern. As Mhan opeaned his mouth again, to keep rambling, Ginny waved her hand. It it was one thing she was good at, it was silencing spells. Though really, Mhan didn't even notice at all, since he thought he could hear his voice. Ginny looked at Xaver.

"It's okay. I can go with them. They'll take me to a place where I've been dozons of times." She said. She didn't want to go, and if it wern't for her not wanting to get Xaver too involved, she'd have refused downright.

[Xaver]

"No!.."
Xaver turned, and watched her quietly for a moment, not embarrassed at his outburst, but calming himself some good notches, anyway, for the better.
"No..," he repeated.
"I can somehow sense what your getting at," he said, "because I myself have known the feeling more this last month than ever before in my life. Don't think that."
Gently, he reached out, and tucked a stray lock of her hair behind her ear.
"Don't do this, to protect me. If you go, I am following."
He watched her eyes.
"I'm not trying to be difficult, but you don't want to do this. And da*n it all if I let them take you."

He glanced at Mhan, and then looked back to her.

[Ginny Weasly]

Ginny's cheeks grew slightly flushed, though not from embarassment.
"Xaver, I don't want you to follow me. These guys are nuetral to most things, it's part of the job, and they are made that way, but I don't want them as enemies. They can play with time so much," She said. "Really, it's fine. I'll only be gone a while."

Mhan seemed quite pleased with himself, talking so long without being interrupted.

[Xaver]

"But..." he protested weakly.
He knew the threat of time. When changed.. there was so much able to be faltered. Though he himself didn't care about taking on some more enemies, in the rash and reckless way he had always thought, subconsciously, he knew she had a point. And, he didn't want enemies for her.
If she was choosing to protect him, he knew that put in the same place, anywhere, he would gladly do much the same.
But he didn't want her to go. Especially because she didn't want to. He didn't want her to go.

He looked at the floor, defeated.
"How long.. will you be gone?" he croaked out, his voice no more than a whisper.

[Ginny Weasly]

As soon as he looked down, Mhan's voice was heard and the men told him to shut up. They heard Xaver's words and nodded at each other, satisfied. Mhan smirked.

"Only as long as it takes to unlock the times I messed with and fix them. I'm the only one who can do it, if I can." Ginny said, relevied. She reached up and touched his forhead, softly. Though the other didn't know it, she was establishing a direct link to his mind, so he wouldn't be burded with sending thought to her through the diffrent time dimensions. It would happen normally.


"Let's go, Ms. Weasly."

[Xaver]

Xaver cursed, and looked up, stepping foreword, reaching out and running a hand down her cheek, cupping her chin, and bringing her close into a fierce, but gentle, loving kiss. He stepped back, but only an inch, watching her eyes restlessly.
"Be careful.." he said, the tone he held, the one only she would ever hear, she being the only one it would ever be directed to, and finding that to not be enough,
"And just know, I love you. Though I hate it, I'll wait for you. Just send a thought, if you ever need me. I will. Be there."

[Ginny Weasly]

She smiled and nodded, hding that she was sad.
"It's okay, I'll be back soon." She held up a finger and winked at him, "I'm good with playing in time!"

"Ms. Weasly."

"I'm comming. For people who can manipulate time, you always seem to be in a rush." Ginny said, a bit snappish. She smiled again at Xaver before walking to the men. The each placed a hand on her should, and one touched Mhan. Ginny winked at Xaver one last time before they wavered, then dissappeared, soundlessly.

[Xaver]

Xaver watched her go, as soon as she disappeared, his face falling into an expression quite like that of a kicked dog. He groaned a little, grumbled a little, and cursed such a long and steady stream of words that in a group of passing first years, half were outraged, and half were admiring. Xaver didn't even see them. Blindly, he stuck his hands into his pockets, and walked out, and into the forest, his eyes watching the ground.

Suddenly -
"I've seen you this depressed before, but that was only when there was a tragic death, or you just came back from the battlefield, where everyone knows you don't like to be. Gods, man, what beat you into oblivion?"
Xaver looked to the side, not surprised at all, to see one of his older friends, Aaro, walking beside him. Looking for the usual scathing look and a stream of explanations, the old weapons master was surprised when he didn't get it. Worried, though he didn't show it, he shook his head.
"Well, anyway, come with me? I know you don't like to, but we need you back at home. I'll explain more when we get there."

Xaver stopped and looked around. Then, surprising his friend again, he nodded.
"Alright," he mumbled.

Aaro eyed Xaver uneasily, shook his head, and clapped the younger man on the shoulder, the two disappearing.

[Ginny Weasly]

Ginny sat on a narrow bed, leaning against the wall, watching the shadows move. Since they wanted her to have plenty of guards while she undid her damage, they had to wait till more came in. Which meant finding time workers and getting them to come. Which meant Ginny was stuck in this cell until then. She hated these cells, dark, dreary and wet. She could hear the demons of time laughing in cell's beyond hers and scowled. She stood, walking to the bars and slipping her arms through them to place her forhead upon one.

"You look a bit sad." Sneered a voice. Ginny glanced up, her eyes narrowing.

"God, no wonder it stinks so bad. They put me across from you." She growled. The cells on everyone but her had special locks, unable to be opened by anyone who had never been a time worker. Mhan smirked across the narrow hallway.

"Awe, come on, just cause I try and kill you, you hate me." He said, he was being unusually nice.

Ginny scowled at him and laid her head against the bars again.
"Shut up."