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sweetpinkpixie · 08-13-2021, 04:43 AM

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Originally Posted by Felixir

The sun was shining, the birds were singing, the street was full of celebratory things and new sights and noises and smells, and Noah Fence had plans to 'accidentally' run into Mavis Trent. Things were different now, sort of, and not just because it was sunshine and heat around them instead of ice and snow.

He lingered near the entrance of the green tent, squinting in the sun and watching the people around him visit the food stands. Noah wasn't an actor - he couldn't perform like Mavis could, though he could sing when he didn't put his vocal cords through hell... so it had been a while - but he knew how to not seem suspicious. Not act natural, because very few things felt natural, while at the same time everything did, but definitely not seem suspicious either. The trick was to just allow himself to be distracted and preoccupied, which wasn't difficult at all.

Not that what they were doing should even be considered suspicious. Reuniting after so long apart, as soulmates would (apparently) always end up doing. As far as Noah was concerned, it was one of the only things in this world that made any sort of sense.

It had been a rough school term for Mavis Trent and she had left Hogwarts feeling barely even half the girl who had started the term. Even calling herself a shell felt generous at times. The boulders of war that had been hurtled into her pond were still washing up harsh ripples on to the shore and for the longest time she had thrown stones back at the stupid water and only added to the ripples and waves. She had dropped her own boulder just after the winter holidays, something that had broken her bond with her brother seemingly beyond repair...and that too had been its own boulder. It was hard when very few people felt like they actually wanted to listen to you and let you feel your feelings. She had a very finite few who understood her and who she felt actually wanted to listen to her...and one of those people just so happened to be someone she was oh so accidentally going to run into today.

And today...the pond felt calm and without ripples. Even if it was only temporary and once the day ended and she returned home the heavy silence would bring it all back.

Dashing towards the food stands, Mavis looked around desperately for Noah...but a crowd of people just so happened to be blocking him from view at the entrance. So, she did the obvious thing and began to sing softly as she wove through people - Noah would always be able to find her that way!

"Angel of muuuuuusic hide no longer...come to me stranger...angeeeeeel..."

08-13-2021, 04:43 AM	#3 (permalink)
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