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Torchwood · 02-26-2008, 03:02 AM

Welcome to the Raven’s Claw. It is a dark and quiet little pub. The perfect place to grab a quick bite, whet your whistle, have a private conversation or perhaps conduct a little business.

noodles · 03-21-2008, 01:36 AM

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She didn’t even like pubs.. well she almost never went to pubs but that didn’t matter.
There was no concrete reason for her to walk into that place and let her stupid note books fall into Nathans table.
Honestly, she was starting to think that she should have never left level one of the ministry.
She would be much better in there and she wouldn’t be ruining other people's moods and evenings.
But there she was.. ruining moods and evenings.
Stand up and walk away dear. Best thing to be done.
Angelina pressed her lips against each other.
“Just hobbies. No fire. ” she told him when she started to feel her cheeks turning red. Not pink, red.
When she blushed, she blushed a lot and that was something that she hated, since her skin tone wasn’t very dark.
“Both things are pretty simple in fact.” She added when he winked again.
She was avoiding to say something about it but seriously.. was it something wrong with his eyes?
She shook her head calm and discreetly and then asked with a smile.

Nathan sighed and drank some of his pint. Lovely sweet ale. What he would give to have had a nice quiet time, just the two of them. He didn’t notice Angelina blushing in the badly lit pub. “Are you offended?” he asked her suddenly, starting to get a little irritated but trying not to show it. “It was supposed to be a compliment.” Honestly, most women liked to be told they were feisty and firey. Obviously Nathan was wrong about this one – his attempt to lighten the conversation had backfired… again. He drank some more. The alcohol would eventually numb the tension he was feeling.

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“Did you never race winged horses?”

Nathan shook his head. “No. Never.” He replied. “Maybe someday you’ll show me.” he said with what was supposed to be a warm smile, but probably look like a grimace. As if that was ever going to happen.

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Angelina raised both eyebrows at the man that was in front of her and her cheeks were starting to loser the red tone.
Was he laughing at her? What was wrong with that man!?
She had just told him that she broke her arms when she fell from her broom and he laughed, or snorted or whatever he did?!
Seriously was that normal?
“Oh.. you are? It seems that you have actually found the subject funny. ” she asked him still with both eyebrows raised. She wasn’t making a very good impression but he wasn’t making a very good one too.
If she was okay?! That was about… six years ago!
“I’m pretty fine now. Thank you.”Fine and scared of Quidditch.
She looked at Nathan, she was being serious like she always was but.. he just laughed at her.
His fault.
So childish Ange.

“I am. I really am.” He replied sincerely but still grinning at the woman. He really was sorry. He hadn't meant to laugh at her like that... it just sorta happened. “It’s the way you tell em, luv.” He teased and chuckled again. She would probably hit him.. and he wouldn’t blame her. He knew he had been out of line laughing at her misfortune. But surely the woman could see the funny side of it… or not as the case may be.

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“Quidditch. Do you still play it? Like a hobby?” she asked him, but this time more nicely.

“No. I haven’t been on a broom for years.” Nathan replied. "Obviously not for the same reasons as you." he chuckled lightly again. “Seriously though, it’s difficult when you live in the muggle world. I take it you’ve given up flying for good?” he asked, trying his best to keep a straight face.

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Angelina listened to Nathan talking. Books were amazing, how could he just read when he was bothered?!
Then he started talking about muggle things.
She knew the tube pretty well, since she almost got lost in it.
Watch a film..
“When you say “watch a film” you mean you go to the cenima?” she remember, when she spent those two months in the muggle world, to walk by a huge building with a huge porter with huge letters saying cenima.
Cenima, what a weird word. Muggles really invented the weirdest words.

He nodded. “Yes. The cinema.” Muggles had made some extraordinary films. “Have you ever been?” he asked her knowing fine well what the answer would be.

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She didn’t know?
He had just told her, and she just spoiled up the comfortable chat that they could have had.
“But you just told me that about five minutes ago so I kn..” she started talking before taking a slip of her coffee but then stopped and looked at Nathan.
That was obviously something that he didn’t want to talk about and she didn’t want to either.
“End of subject right?”She took her coffee to her mouth and took a long, long slip of it.
Hot. Too hot.

Nathan shook his head. Awkward much? “No, love. I just meant you didn’t know I’d split up with her.” Unless she was a legilimens and was just being plain mean!. He wouldn’t put it past the woman. At least he had his sweet sweet ale to confide in.

Raquelin. · 03-21-2008, 11:49 PM

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Nathan sighed and drank some of his pint. Lovely sweet ale. What he would give to have had a nice quiet time, just the two of them. He didn’t notice Angelina blushing in the badly lit pub. “Are you offended?” he asked her suddenly, starting to get a little irritated but trying not to show it. “It was supposed to be a compliment.” Honestly, most women liked to be told they were feisty and firey. Obviously Nathan was wrong about this one – his attempt to lighten the conversation had backfired… again. He drank some more. The alcohol would eventually numb the tension he was feeling.

Angelina was mentally enumerating reasons why she shouldn’t walk into a pub ever again, and actually repeating some of them because she didn’t had enough good reasons, when Nathan spoke again.
She turned her eyes to the man and stopped drinking her coffee.
“No!” she quickly answered almost burning her tongue with the hot coffee. She placed her coffee of the table and took her hand to her mouth.
Hooottt!
“I’m not offended.” She said after cough.
It was supposed to be a compliment.
It was?
Complements where weird.
At least for Angelina. It was much more easier for her to deal with critics than complements.
“Well.. then .. erm.. Thank you.” She told him a little confused, thought there was no reason for it, with a nod and a polite smile.
Complements.

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Nathan shook his head. “No. Never.” He replied. “Maybe someday you’ll show me.” he said with what was supposed to be a warm smile, but probably look like a grimace. As if that was ever going to happen.

How was that possible?!
That was Angelinas thought when Nathan said that he had never tried winged horse racing.
Winged horse racing was an amazing sport, and Nathan was a wizard! How could he never tried that?!
She raised slightly an eyebrow at him, then answered with her best half-smile. “ Maybe I'll. ” then took a slip of her coffee.
She wasn't very convinced of that, showing him how to ride a winged horse was ever going to happen.
“Do you think you can handle it? ” Those words just slipped out from Anges mouth.
The young woman grabbed her coffee with both hands and took another, but this time, long slip of it.
Why in the world did she ask that for?!
She really needed to close her mouth.
For a long, long while.

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“I am. I really am.” He replied sincerely but still grinning at the woman. He really was sorry. He hadn't meant to laugh at her like that... it just sorta happened. “It’s the way you tell em, luv.” He teased and chuckled again. She would probably hit him.. and he wouldn’t blame her. He knew he had been out of line laughing at her misfortune. But surely the woman could see the funny side of it… or not as the case may be.

He was.
Well, he honestly didn’t seem to be, and after his last comment Ange was almost sure of it.
She raised both eyebrows at the man that was sit in front of her and decided to keep her mouth close.
Much better that way.
At least she thought that it was, his comment was so.. so.. she couldn’t even found the right word of it.
The young woman placed the coffee on the table and , with her right hand, pulled her sleeve back to see her watch.
It wasn’t as much late as she thought it was, still, she calmly grabbed her notebooks and placed them on her knees with her hands on it.
1 notebook, other notebook, a book..
Wait. It was missing a book!
Hum, maybe I forgot it on my desk.

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“No. I haven’t been on a broom for years.” Nathan replied. "Obviously not for the same reasons as you." he chuckled lightly again. “Seriously though, it’s difficult when you live in the muggle world. I take it you’ve given up flying for good?” he asked, trying his best to keep a straight face.

When Angelina asked that, she had forgotten that Nathan lived with the muggles.
It was certainly hard to fly in a broom with muggles around, well wizards could always put themselves under an in…
Wait. What did he said? And he chuckled. Again.
Seriously, what was wrong with this man?
“What are you saying?” she asked him with an eyebrow raised and half-smilr. Still, a smile. “Are you insinuating that I stopped flying because I felt from a broom?”
Which was an absolute correct insinuation.
“Oh so, I take it , that is something that has never happened to you.” She grabbed her coffee with both hands and took a slip of it then added chuckling, more to herself than to him “ Oh, Mr Perfection”

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He nodded. “Yes. The cinema.” Muggles had made some extraordinary films. “Have you ever been?” he asked her knowing fine well what the answer would be.

Ohhhh! Cinema! That was the word!
Ange nodded negatively. “No, never” she said “But I’ve passed in a muggle street and there was a building with a huge poster with red letters saying cenima. There was lots of people walking into that building..”

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Nathan shook his head. Awkward much? “No, love. I just meant you didn’t know I’d split up with her.” Unless she was a leglimens and was just being plain mean!. He wouldn’t put it past the woman. At least he had his sweet sweet ale to confide in.

Angelina nodded.
Truth.
“If there is something that I don’t know, its things about you.”Truth, again.

noodles · 03-22-2008, 01:53 AM

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Originally Posted by Banshee!

Angelina was mentally enumerating reasons why she shouldn’t walk into a pub ever again, and actually repeating some of them because she didn’t had enough good reasons, when Nathan spoke again.
She turned her eyes to the man and stopped drinking her coffee.
“No!” she quickly answered almost burning her tongue with the hot coffee. She placed her coffee of the table and took her hand to her mouth.
Hooottt!
“I’m not offended.” She said after cough.
It was supposed to be a compliment.
It was?
Complements where weird.
At least for Angelina. It was much more easier for her to deal with critics than complements.
“Well.. then .. erm.. Thank you.” She told him a little confused, thought there was no reason for it, with a nod and a polite smile.
Complements.

Ok. He’d obviously read the woman completely wrongly again. He looked at the table contemplating whether to hit his head off it - with any luck he’d knock himself out cold and not have to continue with the current conversation. But instead he picked up his drink and had a few gulps as the woman answered him. “Good.” He said quietly. “Because I would hate to have offended you, petal.” The words came out his mouth with a very slight hint of sarcasm... Oh dear, hopefully she wouldn’t notice over the sound of her own self importance. She then seemed confused by his complement, but he conveniently ignored this. “My pleasure.” he replied and quickly took another drink of his ale.

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How was that possible?!
That was Angelinas thought when Nathan said that he had never tried winged horse racing.
Winged horse racing was an amazing sport, and Nathan was a wizard! How could he never tried that?!
She raised slightly an eyebrow at him, then answered with her best half-smile. “ Maybe I'll. ” then took a slip of her coffee.
She wasn't very convinced of that, showing him how to ride a winged horse was ever going to happen.
“Do you think you can handle it? ” Those words just slipped out from Anges mouth.
The young woman grabbed her coffee with both hands and took another, but this time, long slip of it.
Why in the world did she ask that for?!
She really needed to close her mouth.
For a long, long while.

He scratched his head in an uncomfortable fashion as the woman said that maybe she would show him. Please god, no!. Nathan, at this moment in time, could think of nothing worse. “Alright.” He said weakly with a nod. He blinked a couple of times as she asked if he thought he could handle it. Of course he could! He had played on the school quidditch team since his first year – he was a great flyer. “It can’t be any more difficult than flying a broom.” he said with a shrug.

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He was.
Well, he honestly didn’t seem to be, and after his last comment Ange was almost sure of it.
She raised both eyebrows at the man that was sit in front of her and decided to keep her mouth close.
Much better that way.
At least she thought that it was, his comment was so.. so.. she couldn’t even found the right word of it.
The young woman placed the coffee on the table and , with her right hand, pulled her sleeve back to see her watch.
It wasn’t as much late as she thought it was, still, she calmly grabbed her notebooks and placed them on her knees with her hands on it.
1 notebook, other notebook, a book..
Wait. It was missing a book!
Hum, maybe I forgot it on my desk.

“Oh, come on.” He said reading the expression on Angelina’s face whist trying his best to hide his own irritation. “Why don’t you lighten up a bit, love.” The words had escaped before he could stop them. Maybe the beer was starting to addle his brain a bit – thank god for small mercies.

He then noticed her getting ready to leave. The feeling of guilt started to rise from the pit of his stomach… or was it because he ate too much at lunch time today… and then ran around like a lunatic after dark wizards? Fun, fun and indeed, fun… not. “You going?” he asked, “Because I’d hate to drive you away. Please… excuse my sense of humour. It's an aquired taste” What!? She hates you, Nate! For the love of all that is holy on this earth, let the woman go!" But Nathan had a conscience, and he didn’t like the idea that he may have upset Angelina. He wished he could understand her a little better, that she would relax just a tiny bit and not take everything the young man said quite so seriously.

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When Angelina asked that, she had forgotten that Nathan lived with the muggles.
It was certainly hard to fly in a broom with muggles around, well wizards could always put themselves under an in…
Wait. What did he said? And he chuckled. Again.
Seriously, what was wrong with this man?
“What are you saying?” she asked him with an eyebrow raised and half-smilr. Still, a smile. “Are you insinuating that I stopped flying because I felt from a broom?”
Which was an absolute correct insinuation.
“Oh so, I take it , that is something that has never happened to you.” She grabbed her coffee with both hands and took a slip of it then added chuckling, more to herself than to him “ Oh, Mr Perfection”

“Erm..” Nathan started. Now she was being confrontational... with a smile. Something which Nathan just could not handle. “Yes. I just assumed…” he started and then promptly shut the hell up. “So do you still fly then?” he asked with his eyebrows raised. He looked into the woman’s eyes as she asked about his own flying skill. “Thankfully not.”

He spluttered slightly as she called him ‘Mr Perfection.’ She was being blatently sarcastic. Nathan knew he had his faults but he didn’t need to be told by this woman. He sank lower in his seat slightly, feeling utterly defeated. Confrontation was bad enough. Confrontation with a smiling woman was like a bazillion times worse. He remained silent, aware of her mocking eyes on him. He drank some more, trying to distract himself from her gaze.

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Ohhhh! Cinema! That was the word!
Ange nodded negatively. “No, never” she said “But I’ve passed in a muggle street and there was a building with a huge poster with red letters saying cenima. There was lots of people walking into that building..”

“It’s cinema.” He said quietly, not wanting to offend the woman further. “I would recommend it but…” he trailed off again. But what? She’s far too pureblood to even contemplate going? - yesh. He finally made eye contact and gave her a weak smile.

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Angelina nodded.
Truth.
“If there is something that I don’t know, its things about you.”Truth, again.

What? What was that supposed to mean? He put down his glass and looked Angelina straight in the eye. “I could say the same about you.” he said simply. “We should meet up more often for these fun chats and then you wont be able to say that anymore.” He flashed her a smile. “And it’ll get you out of work every now and again.” Again, more words had escaped the young man’s mouth before he could stop them. Angelina would never in a million years want to have a repeat of this conversation. ….Though the woman really did need to get out more.

Raquelin. · 03-23-2008, 12:25 AM

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Originally Posted by <3<3<3 ^^

Ok. He’d obviously read the woman completely wrongly again. He looked at the table contemplating whether to hit his head off it - with any luck he’d knock himself out cold and not have to continue with the current conversation. But instead he picked up his drink and had a few gulps as the woman answered him. “Good.” He said quietly. “Because I would hate to have offended you, petal.” The words came out his mouth with a very slight hint of sarcasm... Oh dear, hopefully she wouldn’t notice over the sound of her own self importance. She then seemed confused by his complement, but he conveniently ignored this. “My pleasure.” he replied and quickly took another drink of his ale.

“Erm.. yes, right. But you didn’t.” she answered him.
She wasn’t offended she was just confused. Complements were weird and confusing.
Angelina could be sure that she had noticed some sarcasm.. Nah.
That wasn’t sarcasm, she was just confusing things. Like she always did
“Petal?” she blinked for a while then repeated “Petal?”
She just comfirned.
Nathan could ne very nice but there was obviously something wrong wit him.
Or maybe Angeline just needed glasses.

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Originally Posted by Amelie

He scratched his head in an uncomfortable fashion as the woman said that maybe she would show him. Please god, no!. Nathan, at this moment in time, could think of nothing worse. “Alright.” He said weakly with a nod. He blinked a couple of times as she asked if he thought he could handle it. Of course he could! He had played on the school quidditch team since his first year – he was a great flyer. “It can’t be any more difficult than flying a broom.” he said with a shrug.

Crap.
She was just being polite for Merlins sake! She didn’t want to show him anything!
Showing Nathan how to ride a winged horse wasn’t in her plans!
Angelina took a slip of her coffee . “Alright.” She repeated politely after him, trying hard to keep her calm tone of voice.
No. It wasn’t alright.. Not at all!
First of all he started, and second he shouldn’t have answered “alright.”
Alright was a bad answer.
Bad, bad answer.
A small change of subject, much better.
“Well, those aren’t brooms, they are animals.” She told him, but well, he must have already known that. “I think its pretty different, Nathan.”

Very different.

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Originally Posted by Amelie

“Oh, come on.” He said reading the expression on Angelina’s face whist trying his best to hide his own irritation. “Why don’t you lighten up a bit, love.” The words had escaped before he could stop them. Maybe the beer was starting to addle his brain a bit – thank god for small mercies.

Maybe she needed to invent a new theory : level two and level one don’t work very well.
Mental note : confirm this theory by meeting more people from level two.

Angelina raised an eyebrow.
Light up a little.
That was something hard for her to do, and he must have noticed that earlier.
At a certain time in her life she just learned that she needed to be more serious than relaxed.
“Because perhaps I don’t like to light up a bit, love.”
Erm.. it seemed that she just did.

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Originally Posted by Amelie

He then noticed her getting ready to leave. The feeling of guilt started to rise from the pit of his stomach… or was it because he ate too much at lunch time today… and then ran around like a lunatic after dark wizards? Fun, fun and indeed, fun… not. “You going?” he asked, “Because I’d hate to drive you away. Please… excuse my sense of humour. It's an aquired taste” What!? She hates you, Nate! For the love of all that is holy on this earth, let the woman go!" But Nathan had a conscience, and he didn’t like the idea that he may have upset Angelina. He wished he could understand her a little better, that she would relax just a tiny bit and not take everything the young man said quite so seriously.

Okay, that was seriously not funny and she couldn’t remember if she had left the book on her desk.
She was trying to think where she could have left it when Nathan started to talk again, she wanted to tell him to shut up for a little while because she was trying to remember where she left a book.
But she didn’t do it, it would be to rude.

Pulling the stupid book out of her mind for a while, she finally started to listen to the man that was sit in front of her.
“Going? I’m not going.” She told him, trying to keeping her firm tone.
She wasn’t going, first because he asked if she was and second because it wasn’t as late as she thought it was.
Maybe her watch was broken.

Worst. Much worst.
He was asking for sorry.
For the first time in that evening a small thought passed by Angelinas mind.
Maybe it wasn’t his sense of humor or even is problem. Maybe it was her problem.
She shook her head at that thought.
Wrong thought, wrong, wrong thought.
“An acquired taste?” she repeated with a smile and an eyebrow raised.

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Originally Posted by Amelie

“Erm..” Nathan started. Now she was being confrontational... with a smile. Something which Nathan just could not handle. “Yes. I just assumed…” he started and then promptly shut the hell up. “So do you still fly then?” he asked with his eyebrows raised. He looked into the woman’s eyes as she asked about his own flying skill. “Thankfully not.”

He spluttered slightly as she called him ‘Mr Perfection.’ She was being blatently sarcastic. Nathan knew he had his faults but he didn’t need to be told by this woman. He sank lower in his seat slightly, feeling utterly defeated. Confrontation was bad enough. Confrontation with a smiling woman was like a bazillion times worse. He remained silent, aware of her mocking eyes on him. He drank some more, trying to distract himself from her gaze.

Angelina was still looking at him with a half-smile, for some reason she couldn’t put that half-smile down.
“You assumed..” he didn’t finish his sentence again. When you start something you have to finish it.
At least that was what Angelina thought in that moment.

She trembled inwardly, again, at his question. “Well.. sure.” She said while she passed her fingers by her hair. Liar.
“When its necessary.”
Yesh,yesh, try to repair the lie Ange.
She heard his answer to her question and looked at him. “Well. Lucky you.”

She sighed after taking a slip of her coffee.
At least it seemed thet he didn't hear the Mr Perfection comment.

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Originally Posted by Amelie

“It’s cinema.” He said quietly, not wanting to offend the woman further. “I would recommend it but…” he trailed off again. But what? She’s far too pureblood to even contemplate going? - yesh. He finally made eye contact and gave her a weak smile.

“Oh right.. cinéma” she said with a small smile and a firm nod. Weird word, very weird word… though it was a funny one.
She was going to ask him something about that cinema thing after he finished his sentence, but he didn’t finish it, again.

The eyebrow that she was avoiding so much to raise, raised by herself. “But what?” She asked him instantaneously, then stopped to think of a little while. “Oh.” She said “ Right, I think I got it.”She took her coffee with her hands and took a slip of it after a deep breath.
Right, he lived with the muggles and she couldn’t understand a thing from what they did and said , she was also magic dependent, in a certain way. But he must have more reasons.

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Originally Posted by Amelie

What? What was that supposed to mean? He put down his glass and looked Angelina straight in the eye. “I could say the same about you.” he said simply. “We should meet up more often for these fun chats and then you wont be able to say that anymore.” He flashed her a smile. “And it’ll get you out of work every now and again.” Again, more words had escaped the young man’s mouth before he could stop them. Angelina would never in a million years want to have a repeat of this conversation. ….Though the woman really did need to get out more.

Angelina turned her eyes to Nathan. Okay, maybe he shouldn’t have said that.
She nodded “Yes you can say that.”
It was truth. He didn’t know her.. well, not very well.

She continued to heard him talking, she wasn’t much sure that she would meet with him again. Just if they crossed in the ministry because she wasn’t thinking on get into a pub again.
Not that soon.
But maybe it wasn’t such a bad idea..
Of course it was.
“Lets just wait and see.” She simply told him with slight nod a half-smile.
Still a smile.
And she was half-smiling too much.

noodles · 03-23-2008, 02:10 AM

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Originally Posted by My Slytherin Twinneh

“Erm.. yes, right. But you didn’t.” she answered him.
She wasn’t offended she was just confused. Complements were weird and confusing.
Angelina could be sure that she had noticed some sarcasm.. Nah.
That wasn’t sarcasm, she was just confusing things. Like she always did
“Petal?” she blinked for a while then repeated “Petal?”
She just comfirned.
Nathan could ne very nice but there was obviously something wrong wit him.
Or maybe Angeline just needed glasses.

He nodded again, relieved that she hadn’t picked up on the hint of sarcasm and decided to scratch his eyes out. “Good.” he said softly suddenly visualising this scene. Oh Merlin! He shook his head slightly, trying to erase this from his mind and tied to concentrate on listening to Angelina.

“Yes. Petal.” He replied. “As in the pretty, delicate, brightly coloured part of a flower.” How could she not know what he meant? “I think it suits you.” he said with a nod, a smirk reappearing on his pale face. He winked at her again in a playful fashion. Maybe this would ease the tension a bit. Or at least get her to laugh. …Maybe not. She may very well slap the young man.

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Crap.
She was just being polite for Merlins sake! She didn’t want to show him anything!
Showing Nathan how to ride a winged horse wasn’t in her plans!
Angelina took a slip of her coffee . “Alright.” She repeated politely after him, trying hard to keep her calm tone of voice.
No. It wasn’t alright.. Not at all!
First of all he started, and second he shouldn’t have answered “alright.”
Alright was a bad answer.
Bad, bad answer.
A small change of subject, much better.
“Well, those aren’t brooms, they are animals.” She told him, but well, he must have already known that. “I think its pretty different, Nathan.”

Very different.

Nathan’s green eyes suddenly locked onto Angelina’s as she confirmed that she would, indeed, show him how to ride a winged horse. He hoped she couldn’t see the sudden fear in them. Winged horse riding wasn’t on Nathan’s list of 100 things to do before you die – especially with this woman. He blinked at her next words. “You sure about that?” he asked sarcastically. He knew fine well that a broom and horse were very different things. Did she think he was completely mental or something?

“I’ve ridden a horse before.” he said with a shrug. “Just not the winged type.” It couldn’t be that different. “Whatever you say, love.” He didn’t want to disagree too much. Besides she had had more experience of such things.

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Maybe she needed to invent a new theory : level two and level one don’t work very well.
Mental note : confirm this theory by meeting more people from level two.

Angelina raised an eyebrow.
Light up a little.
That was something hard for her to do, and he must have noticed that earlier.
At a certain time in her life she just learned that she needed to be more serious than relaxed.
“Because perhaps I don’t like to light up a bit, love.”
Erm.. it seemed that she just did.

Again, Nathan wished he hadn’t said that, and judging by the expression on Angelina’s face she obviously hadn't either. “Why ever not?” What sort of a question is that? The woman couldn’t help who she was. “Well I think that’s a real shame. Life is too short to take too seriously.” What!? just shut the hell up Nate! He raised an eyebrow. Did she just call him love? ...nah.

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Okay, that was seriously not funny and she couldn’t remember if she had left the book on her desk.
She was trying to think where she could have left it when Nathan started to talk again, she wanted to tell him to shut up for a little while because she was trying to remember where she left a book.
But she didn’t do it, it would be to rude.

Pulling the stupid book out of her mind for a while, she finally started to listen to the man that was sit in front of her.
“Going? I’m not going.” She told him, trying to keeping her firm tone.
She wasn’t going, first because he asked if she was and second because it wasn’t as late as she thought it was.
Maybe her watch was broken.

Worst. Much worst.
He was asking for sorry.
For the first time in that evening a small thought passed by Angelinas mind.
Maybe it wasn’t his sense of humor or even is problem. Maybe it was her problem.
She shook her head at that thought.
Wrong thought, wrong, wrong thought.
“An acquired taste?” she repeated with a smile and an eyebrow raised.

Nathan smiled genuinely, relieved that he hadn’t chased her away. As much as he wasn’t enjoying the conversation, he would hate to be responsible for her leaving. “Good.” he said with a nod.

“I just mean that it takes time to appreciate my humour.” He said with a smirk. Or not. Nathan had the mental age of a five year old when it came to humour but Angelina didn’t need to know that.

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Angelina was still looking at him with a half-smile, for some reason she couldn’t put that half-smile down.
“You assumed..” he didn’t finish his sentence again. When you start something you have to finish it.
At least that was what Angelina thought in that moment.

She trembled inwardly, again, at his question. “Well.. sure.” She said while she passed her fingers by her hair. Liar.
“When its necessary.”
Yesh,yesh, try to repair the lie Ange.
She heard his answer to her question and looked at him. “Well. Lucky you.”

She sighed after taking a slip of her coffee.
At least it seemed thet he didn't hear the Mr Perfection comment.

Nathan waved his hand dismissively. “I assumed that the accident had frightened you away from flying.” Wrong again, Nate.

Lucky him? How many people had the misfortune to fall off a broom. Not any that Nathan knew of… except for Angelina of course. He thought the things had charms on them to stop that from happening. From now on, he would be a lot more careful. “I don’t think I’m lucky. It just sounds like you had terrible luck.” he said to her with a smirk, trying to repress the laughter inside again. His eyes went back to the table. If he made eye contact with Angelina right at this moment in time, he knew he would start laughing again. Seriously... what was wrong with him? He worried for his own sanity sometimes.

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“Oh right.. cinéma” she said with a small smile and a firm nod. Weird word, very weird word… though it was a funny one.
She was going to ask him something about that cinema thing after he finished his sentence, but he didn’t finish it, again.

The eyebrow that she was avoiding so much to raise, raised by herself. “But what?” She asked him instantaneously, then stopped to think of a little while. “Oh.” She said “ Right, I think I got it.”She took her coffee with her hands and took a slip of it after a deep breath.
Right, he lived with the muggles and she couldn’t understand a thing from what they did and said , she was also magic dependent, in a certain way. But he must have more reasons.

Oh no, Nathan did not want to finish that sentence. He opened his mouth to answer, but she suddenly seemed to clock onto what he was meaning. And she wasn’t angry? Well that was a bit of luck. He closed his mouth again and gave her a knowing nod.

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Angelina turned her eyes to Nathan. Okay, maybe he shouldn’t have said that.
She nodded “Yes you can say that.”
It was truth. He didn’t know her.. well, not very well.

She continued to heard him talking, she wasn’t much sure that she would meet with him again. Just if they crossed in the ministry because she wasn’t thinking on get into a pub again.
Not that soon.
But maybe it wasn’t such a bad idea..
Of course it was.
“Lets just wait and see.” She simply told him with slight nod a half-smile.
Still a smile.
And she was half-smiling too much.

Nathan nodded, knowing what she was getting at. But then something really weird happened - his mouth and brain stopped communicating with each other completely and words just fell out of his mouth. “I should take you out to muggle London sometime. We’ll go see all the tourist stuff.” He raised his eyebrows. “You can see how muggles live.” What the hell, Nate! You complete idiot! He was just suggesting things for the hell of it now… and the most ridiculous things he could think of. “Think of it as a thank you for the winged horse stuff.” Ha bloody ha.

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He nodded again, relieved that she hadn’t picked up on the hint of sarcasm and decided to scratch his eyes out. “Good.” he said softly suddenly visualising this scene. Oh Merlin! He shook his head slightly, trying to erase this from his mind and tied to concentrate on listening to Angelina.

"Yes. Petal.” He replied. “As in the pretty, delicate, brightly coloured part of a flower.” How could she not know what he meant? “I think it suits you.” he said with a nod, a smirk reappearing on his pale face. He winked at her again in a playful fashion. Maybe this would ease the tension a bit. Or at least get her to laugh. …Maybe not. She may very well slap the young man.

Angelina blinked and then felt her stupid cheeks, again.
Complements were so horrible, she couldn’t really deal with them.
“Erm.. right.” She said while she pulled her hair back without knowing what to say. “Erm..Thank you. I think.”
Now please, can you cheeks get back to your normal color?
No?

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Nathan’s green eyes suddenly locked onto Angelina’s as she confirmed that she would, indeed, show him how to ride a winged horse. He hoped she couldn’t see the sudden fear in them. Winged horse riding wasn’t on Nathan’s list of 100 things to do before you die – especially with this woman. He blinked at her next words. “You sure about that?” he asked sarcastically. He knew fine well that a broom and horse were very different things. Did she think he was completely mental or something?

While Angelina was looking at Nathan, something seemed not to be fine.
Or maybe it was just her wanting something to be wrong.
“Is something wrong with the winged horse thing?”As far as she was concerned, the only thing that was wrong was that she had to show him how to race on a winged horse.

Ah!ah!
Sarcasm! Now she was sure that he was speaking with sarcasm.
“Me? I am.” She told him with a firm nod then added sarcastically with a smile. “Why? Are you asking because you aren’t sure?”Of course she knew that he wasn’t asking because of that. He was just being.. erm.. sarcastic.
She answered him.. sarcastically.
Sarcastically!
That place was making her nuts.

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“I’ve ridden a horse before.” he said with a shrug. “Just not the winged type.” It couldn’t be that different. “Whatever you say, love.” He didn’t want to disagree too much. Besides she had had more experience of such things.

“Oh, I’ve seen those horses.” She told him, then made a weird face remembering the horses without wings. “They look weird.” She added.
Weird?
Now what would muggles think if Angelina showed them a winged horse?
“Right.. whatever I say, love.” She repeated.
She did it. Again.
Well, he asked for it.

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Again, Nathan wished he hadn’t said that, and judging by the expression on Angelina’s face she obviously hadn't either. “Why ever not?” What sort of a question is that? The woman couldn’t help who she was. “Well I think that’s a real shame. Life is too short to take too seriously.” What!? just shut the hell up Nate! He raised an eyebrow. Did she just call him love? ...nah.

“Because..” she closed her mouth. She wasn’t honestly going to say why. She didn’t want to touch that subject. “Because I said so.” She told him trying hard to keep her half-smile. “Isn’t that enough?”She heard him talking about the hole theory of life being too short, again.
Usually, what she heard was, “you have to be more serious.” or “you can’t be so relaxed. “
She took the half part away and smiled at him. “Yes, I think you have already told me that.”

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Nathan smiled genuinely, relieved that he hadn’t chased her away. As much as he wasn’t enjoying the conversation, he would hate to be responsible for her leaving. “Good.” he said with a nod.

“I just mean that it takes time to appreciate my humour.” He said with a smirk. Or not. Nathan had the mental age of a five year old when it came to a humour but Angelina didn’t need to know that.

That wasn’t the most amazing comfortable chat she had, and she had to admit that more than once in that evening she had preferred to be working than being there.
But maybe it wasn’t being as bad as that.
While she thought about that she hear Nathan saying something but it completely passed by her, then he spoke again, and this time she was listening to him.
"You meant that or you meant that I’m too serious to appreciate your humor?” she asked him with an eyebrow raised and a half-smile.

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Nathan waved his hand dismissively. “I assumed that the accident had frightened you away from flying.” Wrong again, Nate.

She observed him waving his had with she trembled, and this time it wasn’t as much inwardly as she wished too.
Ange passed her fingers by her hair. She didn’t say anything.
He assumed pretty well.

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Lucky him? How many people had the misfortune to fall off a broom. Not any that Nathan knew of… except for Angelina of course. He thought the things had charms on them to stop that from happening. From now on, he would be a lot more careful. “I don’t think I’m lucky. It just sounds like you had terrible luck.” he said to her with a smirk, trying to repress the laughter inside again. His eyes went back to the table. If he made eye contact with Angelina right at this moment in time, he
knew he would start laughing again. Seriously... what was wrong with him? He worried for his own sanity sometimes.

“I wouldn’t call it terrible luck. I would call it terrible beater and his terrible bludger.” She said while she rolled her eyes visualizing the hole scene again.
She noticed him turning his eyes to the table. Oh no. He wasn’t going to laugh again was he?

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Oh no, Nathan did not want to finish that sentence. He opened his mouth to answer, but she suddenly seemed to clock onto what he was meaning. And she wasn’t angry? Well that was a bit of luck. He closed his mouth again and gave her a knowing nod.

She couldn’t actually believe that he didn’t say nothing, he just confirmed that it was what she was thinking.
Just in that moment, Ange felt a little bit of anger starting to show up inside of her. She crossed her arms and turned her eyes to the young man. “You can say what you where thinking.” She told him with a smirk. “Its not like if I was going to hit you or something.”

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Nathan nodded, knowing what she was getting at. But then something really weird happened - his mouth and brain stopped communicating with each other completely and words just fell out of his mouth. “I should take you out to muggle London sometime. We’ll go see all the tourist stuff.” He raised his eyebrows. “You can see how muggles live.” What the hell, Nate! You complete idiot! He was just suggesting things for the hell of it now… and the most ridiculous things he could think of. “Think of it as a thank you for the winged horse stuff.” Ha bloody ha.

Nathan was about to start talking again when Angelina unfolded her arms and grabbed her coffee that was on the table, she took to her mouth and was about to placing it back on the table and cross her arms again when , she heard what Nathan was saying and, without knowing how or why, her coffee just slipped of her hand.
It was coffee on a small part of the table and on her legs.
Angelina’s first reaction was moving the books that were on her knees to the chair that was next to her, just then she thought about how much hot that coffee was.
“Crap” she said while she stood up. Then she turned her eyes to Nathan.
What a show eh Ange?
“Oh, erm..” what was he saying? Oh the muggle things. “That would be nice.”She told him a small smile then took her seat back and added. “But, believe me Nathan. That wouldn’t end up well.”

ooc: Sorry the mistakes..

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noodles · 03-23-2008, 09:02 PM

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Angelina blinked and then felt her stupid cheeks, again.
Complements were so horrible, she couldn’t really deal with them.
“Erm.. right.” She said while she pulled her hair back without knowing what to say. “Erm..Thank you. I think.”
Now please, can you cheeks get back to your normal color?
No?

In the dim light of the pub, Nathan noticed Angelina’s cheeks had flushed a little by his comment. He smirked at her before sipping at his drink. At least the woman had more than just ice running through those veins of hers. “My pleasure.” he replied, still smirking at the woman. She obviously wasn’t used to compliments and Nathan couldn’t help feeling just a little sorry for her.

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While Angelina was looking at Nathan, something seemed not to be fine.
Or maybe it was just her wanting something to be wrong.
“Is something wrong with the winged horse thing?”As far as she was concerned, the only thing that was wrong was that she had to show him how to race on a winged horse.

'Bloody, bloody, bloody winged horses!' If Nathan never saw a winged horse again in his life, he would be more than happy. But thanks to his big gob, it looked like he would have no choice in the matter. Angelina seemed to really want to show him. He could hardly refuse now or else she would be offended.

“No.” Nathan replied. His voice cracked a little as he protested, and there was a trace of questioning to his tone. “N-nothing wrong.” He continued. “Nothing wrong with the winged horses.” Oh crap. That didn’t exactly come out how he had wanted. A simple ‘no’ would have sufficed, but he had to continue talking didn’t he? What a complete divvy he could be sometimes.

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Ah!ah!
Sarcasm! Now she was sure that he was speaking with sarcasm.
“Me? I am.” She told him with a firm nod then added sarcastically with a smile. “Why? Are you asking because you aren’t sure?”Of course she knew that he wasn’t asking because of that. He was just being.. erm.. sarcastic.
She answered him.. sarcastically.
Sarcastically!
That place was making her nuts.

He blinked at her sarcastic tone… and she was smiling with it! If he hid under the table, would she notice?

“Well I was just making sure.” Nathan shrugged. “I’ve been known to get brooms and horses confused. It’s a real nuisance when you try to brush your floor with a horse. They tend to make more mess than you started off with.” Er... random much? He said it in a sarcastic manor and smiled back at her. He wasn’t being nasty, just teasing - hopefully she would pick up on this – Or else he had, in fact, just confirmed to this woman that he really was mental.

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“Oh, I’ve seen those horses.” She told him, then made a weird face remembering the horses without wings. “They look weird.” She added.
Weird?
Now what would muggles think if Angelina showed them a winged horse?
“Right.. whatever I say, love.” She repeated.
She did it. Again.
Well, he asked for it.

Nathan chuckled and shook his head. “Not that weird. Not that different to unicorns in fact… only without the horn. Or magic.” He winked at her with a grin. And there it was again! She DID call him love! Was it sarcastic? Probably; but our Nathan wasn’t quite sure so he sipped his pint and decided to ignore it.

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“Because..” she closed her mouth. She wasn’t honestly going to say why. She didn’t want to touch that subject. “Because I said so.” She told him trying hard to keep her half-smile. “Isn’t that enough?”She heard him talking about the hole theory of life being too short, again.
Usually, what she heard was, “you have to be more serious.” or “you can’t be so relaxed. “
She took the half part away and smiled at him. “Yes, I think you have already told me that.”

Nathan nodded. “I know, lo...” he started about to call her ‘love’, but thought better of it. She didn’t seem to appreciate it. He wouldn’t be able to keep this up for long. It was pure habit with Nathan. “I just thought I’d try and strengthen my point.” He said - but her opinion had obviously not changed.

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That wasn’t the most amazing comfortable chat she had, and she had to admit that more than once in that evening she had preferred to be working than being there.
But maybe it wasn’t being as bad as that.
While she thought about that she hear Nathan saying something but it completely passed by her, then he spoke again, and this time she was listening to him.
"You meant that or you meant that I’m too serious to appreciate your humor?” she asked him with an eyebrow raised and a half-smile.

“Yes. That’s exactly what I meant but didn’t like to say it.” He replied honestly with a smile. What was the point in lying? He would probably just end up irritating Angelina further with the rubbish that he came out with.

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She observed him waving his had with she trembled, and this time it wasn’t as much inwardly as she wished too.
Ange passed her fingers by her hair. She didn’t say anything.
He assumed pretty well.

He was watching her intently, trying to read what she was feeling. It seemed an almost impossible task with Angelina. But was that a ...a tremble he saw? Surely not. But maybe he had been correct in his assumptions. He raised his glass and took a drink, still watching the woman. Did she not realise that showing some fragility would allow people to warm to her a little more? She was like a closed book. He gave her a warm smile that touched his green eyes.

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“I wouldn’t call it terrible luck. I would call it terrible beater and his terrible bludger.” She said while she rolled her eyes visualizing the hole scene again.
She noticed him turning his eyes to the table. Oh no. He wasn’t going to laugh again was he?

Nathan still with his eyes on the table started to shake with silent laughter at Angelina’s words. He stopped promptly and looked up at her, realising that she may not have been joking. “Very unfortunate.” he said, unable to wipe the grin off his face. “It must have been a scary experience.” The grin gradually slipping off his face as he looked at her. Nope - he didn’t think she had been joking. Well done Nathaniel. AGAIN!

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She couldn’t actually believe that he didn’t say nothing, he just confirmed that it was what she was thinking.
Just in that moment, Ange felt a little bit of anger starting to show up inside of her. She crossed her arms and turned her eyes to the young man. “You can say what you where thinking.” She told him with a smirk. “Its not like if I was going to hit you or something.”

At her next words the grin vanished completely. She was angry. Angry Angelina would be her nickname from now on - not to her face for obvious reasons. Nathan was rather fond of his limbs thank you very much. How the devil was he going to get out of this one? “I – I wasn’t thinking a-anything.” He lied with a weak smile. Absolute rubbish, Nate.

He was too busy having a small panic attack inside to hear the start of Ange’s next sentence. All he heard was ‘I was going to hit you or something.’ “What!?” He asked, his tired, green eyes suddenly wide. He shook his head – surely he’d heard that wrong! “You know, it’s a criminal offence to hit an officer of the Law.” he told her just in case. Especially for no good reason. Nathan had never been hit by a woman before, but there was always a first for everything. He sipped his pint distractedly, hoping a hand wouldn’t suddenly make sharp contact with his face.

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Nathan was about to start talking again when Angelina unfolded her arms and grabbed her coffee that was on the table, she took to her mouth and was about to placing it back on the table and cross her arms again when , she heard what Nathan was saying and, without knowing how or why, her coffee just slipped of her hand.
It was coffee on a small part of the table and on her legs.
Angelina’s first reaction was moving the books that were on her knees to the chair that was next to her, just then she thought about how much hot that coffee was.
“Crap” she said while she stood up. Then she turned her eyes to Nathan.
What a show eh Ange?
“Oh, erm..” what was he saying? Oh the muggle things. “That would be nice.”She told him a small smile then took her seat back and added. “But, believe me Nathan. That wouldn’t end up well.”

Nathan’s had to suddenly snap out of the shock of being threatened by this scary angry banshee of a woman as she somehow managed to spill her coffee everywhere. “You alright there, love?” ‘Love! Dammit!’ He jumped up and went over to the bar to get something to clean the mess up with, muggle style out of habit, forgetting that he was a wizard. As he cleaned the table he heard Angelina’s words but didn’t look at her. He didn’t want her to see the absolute dread that had now filled his eyes. “Great.” he replied, but at her next words sentence his eyes moved upwards to meet hers. He gave her an empathetic smile. “You’ll be fine. I’ll make sure you are.”

CandicePotter · 03-25-2008, 02:49 AM

Jeremy entered th epub with Cassie. He was holding her hand as he walked to a booth in back.

moonchic07 · 03-25-2008, 02:58 AM

Cassie continued to follow Jeremy into the pub. She had never been inside the Raven's Claw before so the place was new to her. She noticed he was leading her to the back of the pub, where not a lot of people were. She smiled to herself, this was her first date with Jeremy, and she was sure going to enjoy every minute of it. "So this is the famous Raven's Claw." She said looking around the little pub.

CandicePotter · 03-25-2008, 11:58 PM

The door of the little pub jingled as Zack entered. HE looked around as he walked in> Now where to sit.... he thought to himself as he searched for some place to sit. He wasnt fond of sitting with himself but he would if he had to. Being alone in a pub... it could have its ups... and downs.

He found a spot at the bar and sat down on one of the stools. He gave a smile to the bartender as he asked for a butterbeer. His wand was stored safely in his coat. Just in case...

CandicePotter · 03-26-2008, 12:38 AM

Jeemy smiled at Cassie. "Yes m'am it THE Ravens Claw." he said to er happily glad he finally got the coursge to ask her out. He waited for her to sit down before he did and then ordered the two a butterbeer. "Want something to eat?" he asked when the waitress stepped away.

moonchic07 · 03-26-2008, 12:56 AM

Cassie smiled at him and sat down in the booth. This was what she was waiting for, this was her dream come true. "Oh, no, I'm good." She told him when he asked if she wanted something to eat. She wasn't all that hungry, she was just glad to be sitting here with him by her side. It seemed that she couldn't take her eyes from him, he was definately everything to her.

CandicePotter · 03-26-2008, 04:41 AM

Jeremy sipped his butterbeer looking at her. "Not hungry?" he asked cocking an eyebrow. "What I didnt see you eat anything at the Minisry today... " he told her cocking his head "You better eat something eats a date its what you do." he said smilin

moonchic07 · 03-26-2008, 06:14 AM

Cassandra laughed as she took a sip of her own butterbeer. She looked up at him and smiled. "Maybe I'm just too nervous to eat anything?" She said to him in a sweet voice. She let a sigh and took another sip of her butterbeer. "Okay, okay, I'll have whatever you're going to have."

CandicePotter · 03-26-2008, 04:29 PM

Jeremy smiled. Just then his pager went off. Looking down at the new magical PG on his side he saw some trouble at the Ministry was brewing. He looked back up at Cassie. "Im sorry sweets. I gotta go." he said kissing her forehead and laying some money on the table before runnning out of the pub and back to the Ministry.

moonchic07 · 03-26-2008, 08:50 PM

Cassandra looked up as she heard a pager go off. She looked at Jeremy as he said he had to go and kissed her forehead goodbye. "Oh, alright." She said, disappointed that their first date ended so soon. She got up out of the booth and headed for the door, wondering why he had to leave. Once outside, and making sure no muggle was around, she disapparated home, where she would be thinking about a certain ministry offical who had recently asked her out.

Raquelin. · 03-27-2008, 01:07 AM

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In the dim light of the pub, Nathan noticed Angelina’s cheeks had flushed a little by his comment. He smirked at her before sip at his drink. At least the woman had more than just ice running through those veins of hers. “My pleasure.” he replied, still smirking at the woman. She obviously wasn’t used to compliments and Nathan couldn’t help feeling just a little sorry for her.

'Bloody, bloody, bloody winged horses!' If Nathan never saw a winged horse again in his life, he would be more than happy. But thanks to his big gob, it looked like he would have no choice in the matter. Angelina seemed to really want to show him. He could hardly refuse now or else she would be offended.

“No.” Nathan replied. His voice cracked a little as he protested, and there was a trace of questioning to his tone. “N-nothing wrong.” He continued. “Nothing wrong with the winged horses.” Oh crap. That didn’t exactly come out how he had wanted. A simple ‘no’ would have sufficed, but he had to continue talking didn’t he? What a complete divvy he could be sometimes.

Angelina nodded while she pulled a lock of her hair behind her hear.
Why did her cheeks have to turn red? Why?
She hated that phenomenon. She hated it so much.

Ange raised a suspicious eyebrow at Nathan.
“Nothing?” she repeated still with her eyebrow raised.
She did want to say something back, his tone of voice just left her more convinced that something was wrong with the winged horses thing.
If there was something that Angelina didn’t want and didn’t fell comfortable to do was showing Nathan how to ride a winged horse.
After a little while she shrugged with a smile and kept her curiosity of what might be wrong with the winged horses. “If you say so…”
It was hard to keep curiosity.

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He blinked at her sarcastic tone… and she was smiling with it! If he hid under the table, would she notice?

“Well I was just making sure.” Nathan shrugged. “I’ve been known to get brooms and horses confused. It’s a real nuisance when you try to brush your floor with a horse. They tend to make more mess than you started off with.” Er... random much? He said it in a sarcastic manor and smiled back at her. He wasn’t being nasty, just teasing - hopefully she would pick up on this – Or else he had, in fact, just confirmed to this woman that he really was mental.

Ellie blinked a couple of times before she could find an answer and understand that Nathan was just teasing.
Wait. He was just teasing wasn’t he?
“That is a very weird thing to be known.” She told with a smile. “Oh I’m sure that it is hard to do that.” She knew that he was just joking, but she had an image inside her head of someone trying to brush the floor with a horse.
Impossible, hard task.

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Nathan chuckled and shook his head. “Not that weird. Not that different to unicorns in fact… only without the horn. Or magic.” He winked at her with a grin. And there it was again! She DID call him love! Was it sarcastic? Probably; but our Nathan wasn’t quite sure so he sipped his pint and decided to ignore it.

Ange heard Nathan talking with curiosity while she placed her elbows on the table then she supported her chin on her hands.
Horses where amazing animals, fascinating in fact.
“Well..” she started with a shrug and a smile “If you say so. I can’t talk too much about those erm.. horses. I don’t know much about them and besides I’ve only seen them once and it was in books and inside a black box.”
She didn’t remember the name of the muggle object and she wasn’t going to try to guess again.

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Nathan nodded. “I know, lo...” he started about to call her ‘love’, but thought better of it. She didn’t seem to appreciate it. He wouldn’t be able to keep this up for long. It was pure habit with Nathan. “I just thought I’d try and strengthen my point.” He said - but her opinion had obviously not changed.

He wasn’t honestly thinking that her opinion had changed in, she slightly passed her eyes by her watch, in a couple of hours.
Hãm?
Time really passed fast.
“I think you have strengthen it very well.” She told him with a nod and a smile.

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“Yes. That’s exactly what I meant but didn’t like to say it.” He replied honestly with a smile. What was the point in lying? He would probably just end up irritating Angelina further with the rubbish that he came out with.

Finally Angelina had said something right.
Not the best thing to be right about, though.
“Okay.” She simply said keeping the little anger she had inside of her aside.
Definitely her sense of humour was locked inside a box somewhere.

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He was watching her intently, trying to read what she was feeling. It seemed an almost impossible task with Angelina. But was that a ...a tremble he saw? Surely not. But maybe he had been correct in his assumptions. He raised his glass and took a drink, still watching the woman. Did she not realise that showing some fragility would allow people to warm to her a little more? She was like a closed book. He gave her a warm smile that touched his green eyes.

Nathan still with his eyes on the table started to shake with silent laughter at Angelina’s words. He stopped promptly and looked up at her, realising that she may not have been joking. “Very unfortunate.” he said, unable to wipe the grin off his face. “It must have been a scary experience.” The grin gradually slipping off his face as he looked at her. Nope - he didn’t think she had been joking. Well done Nathaniel. AGAIN!

She didn’t mean to tremble, but she couldn’t avoid it.
When Ange started to think about flying in a broom, it was almost the most scary thing ever to have crossed her mind.
Hopefully he wouldn’t notice that.
The woman’s thoughts where interrupted when Nathan spoke again, and she was almost sure that she had heard a small laugh.
“Yes, very.” She repeated.
He is going to laugh.
“It wasn’t the best experience ever, I can assure you.”
She told him with a nod and then she saw him grinning. That was surely a subject that he found funny.
With a half- smile and an eyebrow raised she spoke again. “Tell me what is so funny about falling from a broom and I promise that I’ll laugh with you.”
Now I want to see you finding a motive.
Probably the motive was his humour.

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At her next words the grin vanished completely. She was angry. Angry Angelina would be her nickname from now on - not to her face for obvious reasons. Nathan was rather fond of his limbs thank you very much. How the devil was he going to get out of this one? “I – I wasn’t thinking a-anything.” He lied with a weak smile. Absolute rubbish, Nate.

Yes, she was angry… a little bit, but how could she not be? She was thinking about that when she raised an eyebrow at Nathan.
Was he lying?
She could be sure that he was.
Well… almost sure, but she decided to keep that practically locked somewhere inside her brain.
“I may be a lousy liar.” She told him while she shook her head with a small smile. “But you aren’t a very good liar too.”

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He was too busy having a small panic attack inside to hear the start of Ange’s next sentence. All he heard was ‘I was going to hit you or something.’ “What!?” He asked, his tired, green eyes suddenly wide. He shook his head – surely he’d heard that wrong! “You know, it’s a criminal offence to hit an officer of the Law.” he told her just in case. Especially for no good reason. Nathan had never been hit by a woman before, but there was always a first for everything. He sipped his pint distractedly, hoping a hand wouldn’t suddenly make sharp contact with his face.

Angelina couldn’t avoid a laugh. Small laugh.
Maybe she was born to be serious and not to make jokes.
Small, inoffensive jokes, that seemed to not be so inoffensive and small to some people.
“I was only joking Nathan.” She told him while she crossed her arms with a smile. “Since you have such a sharp sense of humour I thought you would notice that I was only joking.”
Or maybe she should just close her mouth and stop trying to make a joke.

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Nathan’s had to suddenly snap out of the shock of being threatened by this scary angry banshee of a woman as she somehow managed to spill her coffee everywhere. “You alright there, love?” ‘Love! Dammit!’ He jumped up and went over to the bar to get something to clean the mess up with, muggle style out of habit, forgetting that he was a wizard. As he cleaned the table he heard Angelina’s words but didn’t look at her. He didn’t want her to see the absolute dread that had now filled his eyes. “Great.” he replied, but at her next words sentence his eyes moved upwards to meet hers. He gave her an empathetic smile. “You’ll be fine. I’ll make sure you are.”

Angelina was about to say something when she raised an eyebrow as she saw Nathan walking over to the bar and coming back then started to clean the table.
She suddenly remembered that he lived with the muggles.
“Muggle style eh?” she asked with a smile still with an eyebrow raised.
Angelina couldn’t be sure, but felt like something wasn’t quite right in there.
After taking her seat back, she heard him talking.
Seriously that wasn’t a good idea, but she didn’t want to say that to him, again.
“Erm.. Okay.” She told him while she smiled back.
She didn’t know what else to say, and, the most probable thing to happen was that they would both get out of that pub and that subject would be forgotten and they wouldn’t see each other again.
Well, just in the ministry, and still, it was a huge ministry.

gryffindorquidditchgirl · 03-27-2008, 03:55 AM

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The door of the little pub jingled as Zack entered. HE looked around as he walked in> Now where to sit.... he thought to himself as he searched for some place to sit. He wasnt fond of sitting with himself but he would if he had to. Being alone in a pub... it could have its ups... and downs.

He found a spot at the bar and sat down on one of the stools. He gave a smile to the bartender as he asked for a butterbeer. His wand was stored safely in his coat. Just in case...

Annie, with longish beautiful brown hair and wearing a white blouse with a sharp black pencil skirt and high point heels, was tired of standing so she walked over to the bar and sat down next to a wizard she didn't know. She set down a glass and ordered a coffee instead of another glass of whatever she had had. She smiled at him as she sat trying to say hi but couldn't because she knew she should be leaving to go home but really didn't want to go. So she sat.

noodles · 03-27-2008, 04:56 PM

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Ange raised a suspicious eyebrow at Nathan.
“Nothing?” she repeated still with her eyebrow raised.
She did want to say something back, his tone of voice just left her more convinced that something was wrong with the winged horses thing.
If there was something that Angelina didn’t want and didn’t fell comfortable to do was showing Nathan how to ride a winged horse.
After a little while she shrugged with a smile and kept her curiosity of what might be wrong with the winged horses. “If you say so…”
It was hard to keep curiosity.

Great. Still on about the winged horses. And it was obvious by her questioning that she hadn’t believed a word Nathan had said. If the man could lie a bit more convincingly, the subject would have been closed ages ago. He forced himself to look Angelina in the eyes. Hopefully she wouldn’t turn him to stone. “Nothing.” he repeated, his tone more definite this time. Definite for Nathaniel anyway.

‘If you say so’ - Angelina may as well have said, 'Shut the hell up. I don’t believe a word that’s coming out of your damn mouth!' He cleared his throat somewhat nervously. “I do say so, lo… er Angel.” Again with the ‘love.’ Would Nathan ever learn? Hopefully that would be the end of the subject… to be buried and forgotten about and never ever mentioned again! As much as Nathan loved animals, he had now been put off winged horses for life.

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Ange blinked a couple of times before she could find an answer and understand that Nathan was just teasing.
Wait. He was just teasing wasn’t he?
“That is a very weird thing to be known.” She told with a smile. “Oh I’m sure that it is hard to do that.” She knew that he was just joking, but she had an image inside her head of someone trying to brush the floor with a horse.
Impossible, hard task.

Would nothing make this woman laugh? How could she possibly have taken THAT seriously? He smiled at her and finished up his pint. “It is. Believe me.” He said deadpan. Deadpan humour would be lost completely on this woman, but what the hey, Nathan couldn’t help who he was and if Angelina didn’t like it, then he didn’t care… right?

riiiiiiiiiight…

Nathan cared what everyone thought. He couldn’t help it. It was something which had been drummed into him in his upbringing. Nathan’s opinions had never been valid at home, if anyone ever cared to listen to him in the first place. He wanted Angelina to like him, but he got the distinct impression he was fighting a loosing battle here.

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Ange heard Nathan talking with curiosity while she placed her elbows on the table then she supported her chin on her hands.
Horses where amazing animals, fascinating in fact.
“Well..” she started with a shrug and a smile “If you say so. I can’t talk too much about those erm.. horses. I don’t know much about them and besides I’ve only seen them once and it was in books and inside a black box.”
She didn’t remember the name of the muggle object and she wasn’t going to try to guess again.

Horses again. Thank merlin not the winged variety. “Just imagine a winged horse but without the wings.” It really wasn’t rocket science. A black box? What is she on about? Very weird. Nathan didn’t understand, but thought better of confusing the matter further …with his own confusion.

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He wasn’t honestly thinking that her opinion had changed in, she slightly passed her eyes by her watch, in a couple of hours.
Hãm?
Time really passed fast.
“I think you have strengthen it very well.” She told him with a nod and a smile.

Nathan gave a nod in return, knowing fine well he had lost this debate. He spent his life meeting waifs and strays in muggle and wizard pubs. He was worldwise, streetwise, and yet remained naive and somewhat innocent with it. He got on with everyone, and yet this woman, who looked like butter wouldn’t melt, was a lost cause. Sad really. But Nathan seemed more sad about it than she was. What a terrible waste.

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She didn’t mean to tremble, but she couldn’t avoid it.
When Ange started to think about flying in a broom, it was almost the most scary thing ever to have crossed her mind.
Hopefully he wouldn’t notice that.
The woman’s thoughts where interrupted when Nathan spoke again, and she was almost sure that she had heard a small laugh.
“Yes, very.” She repeated.
He is going to laugh.
“It wasn’t the best experience ever, I can assure you.”
She told him with a nod and then she saw him grinning. That was surely a subject that he found funny.
With a half- smile and an eyebrow raised she spoke again. “Tell me what is so funny about falling from a broom and I promise that I’ll laugh with you.”
Now I want to see you finding a motive.
Probably the motive was his humour.

Yep. That was most definitely fear he had detected. “It’s good that you still fly though.” He started. “I think such an accident would have put me off for life.” The smile had gone completely now. He knew Angelina had lied to him, but just why was a very good question. To prove a point? She didn’t have to prove herself to Nathan… not in any way. “I can imagine.” he replied.

And to make matters even more uncomfortable, she questioned why he was amused by her accident! A very good question indeed. One with no reply. “Er…” 'help!' He couldn’t help his own warped humour… maybe it was the alcohol, giving him the giggles… maybe not. “I-it just tickled me?” He clapped his hand to his mouth as another chuckle escaped. That one was pure nerves – nothing to do with Angelina’s unfortunate, albeit amusing, accident.

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Yes, she was angry… a little bit, but how could she not be? She was thinking about that when she raised an eyebrow at Nathan.
Was he lying?
She could be sure that he was.
Well… almost sure, but she decided to keep that practically locked somewhere inside her brain.
“I may be a lousy liar.” She told him while she shook her head with a small smile. “But you aren’t a very good liar too.”

Nathan shrugged. Being a bad liar was a good thing in his book… and in his line of work. Or was it a bad thing? - At least he wasn’t a lawyer where lying comes with the job. “Thank you.” He replied with a smile and raised his glass to toast her again.

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Angelina couldn’t avoid a laugh. Small laugh.
Maybe she was born to be serious and not to make jokes.
Small, inoffensive jokes, that seemed to not be so inoffensive and small to some people.
“I was only joking Nathan.” She told him while she crossed her arms with a smile. “Since you have such a sharp sense of humour I thought you would notice that I was only joking.”
Or maybe she should just close her mouth and stop trying to make a joke.

He smiled at her, pleased that he had managed to get a genuine laugh out of her… even if it was at his expense. “Well, I’m glad.” he replied. “Because I’d hate to have to arrest you, love.” he chuckled lightly.

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Angelina was about to say something when she raised an eyebrow as she saw Nathan walking over to the bar and coming back then started to clean the table.
She suddenly remembered that he lived with the muggles.
“Muggle style eh?” she asked with a smile still with an eyebrow raised.
Angelina couldn’t be sure, but felt like something wasn’t quite right in there.
After taking her seat back, she heard him talking.
Seriously that wasn’t a good idea, but she didn’t want to say that to him, again.
“Erm.. Okay.” She told him while she smiled back.
She didn’t know what else to say, and, the most probable thing to happen was that they would both get out of that pub and that subject would be forgotten and they wouldn’t see each other again.
Well, just in the ministry, and still, it was a huge ministry.

“What?” he looked down at what he was doing. “Oh. Habit.” He replied.

Her reply to his offer of help around London seemed to have been received rather hesitantly by Angelina but Nathan didn’t notice. He was too busy planning where he would take her to show her what muggles were capable of. He looked up at her again, brushing his hair out of his eyes. “Great.” He said with a smile. “I’ll send you an owl.” He winked at her before returning the cloth to the bar and coming back with another pint of ale for himself and a coffee for Angelina. “I can get you something stonger if you like?" he said and nodded at the coffee. How anyone could come into a pub and drink coffee was beyond Nathan. You go to a cafe to drink coffee.

"Is there anywhere in particular you would like to see?” He asked, going back to the day in London. Nathan loved to proudly show off where he lived. It would certainly be an interesting day if nothing else.

Raquelin. · 03-28-2008, 12:49 AM

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Great. Still on about the winged horses. And it was obvious by her questioning that she hadn’t believed a word Nathan had said. If the man could lie a bit more convincingly, the subject would have been closed ages ago. He forced himself to look Angelina in the eyes. Hopefully she wouldn’t turn him to stone. “Nothing.” he repeated, his tone more definite this time. Definite for Nathaniel anyway.

‘If you say so’ - Angelina may as well have said, 'Shut the hell up. I don’t believe a word that’s coming out of your damn mouth!' He cleared his throat somewhat nervously. “I do say so, lo… er Angel.” Again with the ‘love.’ Would Nathan ever learn? Hopefully that would be the end of the subject… to be buried and forgotten about and never ever mentioned again! As much as Nathan loved animals, he had now been put off winged horses for life.

Perhaps she didn’t even care.. nop. She did care. She was curious and sure that something was wrong.
But she decided to keep it all inside, close all the curiosity inside a box.. and smile at Nathan.
Angelina had to press her lips against each other not to let a small laugh escape when the young man that was in front of her almost, almost, said love and then correct himself.
It seemed like it was an habit.

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Horses again. Thank merlin not the winged variety. “Just imagine a winged horse but without the wings.” It really wasn’t rocket science. A black box? What is she on about? Very weird. Nathan didn’t understand, but thought better of confusing the matter further …with his own confusion.

Ange bit her lower lip as she imagined the horse, it wasn’t really hard to imagine one, she just needed to take the wings off a winged horse.
She smiled, horses where amazing creatures.. and muggles horses seemed to be too… just not as fast as the winged horses.

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Yep. That was most definitely fear he had detected. “It’s good that you still fly though.” He started. “I think such an accident would have put me off for life.” The smile had gone completely now. He knew Angelina had lied to him, but just why was a very good question. To prove a point? She didn’t have to prove herself to Nathan… not in any way. “I can imagine.” he replied.

And to make matters even more uncomfortable, she questioned why he was amused by her accident! A very good question indeed. One with no reply. “Er…” 'help!' He couldn’t help his own warped humour… maybe it was the alcohol, giving him the giggles… maybe not. “I-it just tickled me?” He clapped his hand to his mouth as another chuckle escaped. That one was pure nerves – nothing to do with Angelina’s unfortunate, albeit amusing, accident.

“Well, I said I fly when its necessary.” She did said that didn’t she? Oh well, if she didn’t she was saying it now, and it seemed that Nathan knew that she was lying.
It was no secret; she wasn’t a very good liar.
Flying in a broom was to scary for her after that and she didn’t want to think about it.
She blinked slightly, she didn’t know Nathan a long time but it was weird not so see him smiling.
Very weird. Too weird in fact.
Ange raised an eyebrow. Tickled him?
His sense of humour and imagination was failing now was it?
“Is just me or that doesn’t have any sense?” she asked with a half-grin.
She didn’t, and couldn’t, understand why he kept trying to avoid a big laugh. It wasn’t polite of course, but Angelina preferred to hear a big laugh instead of several chuckles.
Then he clopped his hand to his mouth and she almost, almost, rolled her eyes.

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Nathan shrugged. Being a bad liar was a good thing in his book… and in his line of work. Or was it a bad thing? - At least he wasn’t a lawyer where lying comes with the job. “Thank you.” He replied with a smile and raised his glass to toast her again.

Ange looked at Nathan with a smile. “You are welcome.” She told him.
She knew, like everyone knew, that lies weren’t a good thing, but sometimes they were required
She raised her glass too. “Gosh, we are toasting too much.” She said slightly funny while she pulled a lock of her hair behind her hear.

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He smiled at her, pleased that he had managed to get a genuine laugh out of her… even if it was at his expense. “Well, I’m glad.” he replied. “Because I’d hate to have to arrest you, love.” he chuckled lightly.

“I behave. I don’t and I wont need to be arrested.” She told him with a laugh. Maybe she behaved too much.

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“What?” he looked down at what he was doing. “Oh. Habit.” He replied.

Her reply to his offer of help around London seemed to have been received rather hesitantly by Angelina but Nathan didn’t notice. He was too busy planning where he would take her to show her what muggles were capable of. He looked up at her again, brushing his hair out of his eyes. “Great.” He said with a smile. “I’ll send you an owl.” He winked at her before returning the cloth to the bar and coming back with another pint of ale for himself and a coffee for Angelina. “I can get you something stonger if you like?" he said and nodded at the coffee. How anyone could come into a pub and drink coffee was beyond Nathan. You go to a cafe to drink coffee.

"Is there anywhere in particular you would like to see?” He asked, going back to the day in London. Nathan loved to proudly show off where he lived. It would certainly be an interesting day if nothing else.

Angelina smiled, she used to be the slower one.
Maybe she was wrong about the “this subject will be forgotten” thing.
In a certain part she felt curious about it but the other part of her didn’t think that way.
“Sure..” she didn’t know if he heard her, since he walked back to the bar then turned back. “Oh, Thank you.”
Sweet sweet coffee.
Suddenly in her head the voice of her head department appeared “You should drink tea.”
She shook her head. Coffee was much better!
She turned her eyes from the coffee to Nathan and bit her lower lip. “The coffee is just fine. I prefer to leave the stronger drinks aside.”
Oh yes she did.
But not just aside, far away.

Ange blinked at his next question. “Nathan, I honestly don’t know how to answer to that question.” She told him with a smile. “I’m sure that there must be more than one place that I would like to see.. but I don’t know the muggle world very well.” But he already knew that. “I heard they have great places to visit..”
She had visited a museum, but it as pretty much just that.
Ange found muggles a little scary.. with all those crazy inventions.

She turned her eyes to Nathan and asked. “May I ask you something?”
Honestly! Ange had ask him more than one thing during that day.

noodles · 03-28-2008, 01:55 AM

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“Well, I said I fly when its necessary.” She did said that didn’t she? Oh well, if she didn’t she was saying it now, and it seemed that Nathan knew that she was lying.
It was no secret; she wasn’t a very good liar.
Flying in a broom was to scary for her after that and she didn’t want to think about it.
She blinked slightly, she didn’t know Nathan a long time but it was weird not so see him smiling.
Very weird. Too weird in fact.
Ange raised an eyebrow. Tickled him?
His sense of humour and imagination was failing now was it?
“Is just me or that doesn’t have any sense?” she asked with a half-grin.
She didn’t, and couldn’t, understand why he kept trying to avoid a big laugh. It wasn’t polite of course, but Angelina preferred to hear a big laugh instead of several chuckles.
Then he clopped his hand to his mouth and she almost, almost, rolled her eyes.

Nathan nodded. “Only when necessary still takes a lot of guts when it’s a fear to you.” He replied sincerely. “Especially when there are other forms of transport.” Like apparating… which Nathan had done today, even though he still didn’t have a licence. The MLES really didn’t need to know about that one.

Nathan raised his eyebrows and sat forward in his chair. It had made perfect sense to his ears. Maybe it was a Scottish thing. “It struck me as funny.” He tried to explain. “My sense of humour is horrible and for that… I am truly sorry.” he sat back in his chair and took a sip of his fresh pint. Lovely cold ale.

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Ange looked at Nathan with a smile. “You are welcome.” She told him.
She knew, like everyone knew, that lies weren’t a good thing, but sometimes they were required
She raised her glass too. “Gosh, we are toasting too much.” She said slightly funny while she pulled a lock of her hair behind her hear.

Nathan smiled at the woman. She hadn’t take offence… this was good. Excellent in fact.

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“I behave. I don’t and I wont need to be arrested.” She told him with a laugh. Maybe she behaved too much.

The smile stayed on his face. Angelina seemed to be relaxing a little…. And so was Nathan, thanks to the beer. “I can believe that.” he replied with yet another wink.

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Angelina smiled, she used to be the slower one.
Maybe she was wrong about the “this subject will be forgotten” thing.
In a certain part she felt curious about it but the other part of her didn’t think that way.
“Sure..” she didn’t know if he heard her, since he walked back to the bar then turned back. “Oh, Thank you.”
Sweet sweet coffee.
Suddenly in her head the voice of her head department appeared “You should drink tea.”
She shook her head. Coffee was much better!
She turned her eyes from the coffee to Nathan and bit her lower lip. “The coffee is just fine. I prefer to leave the stronger drinks aside.”
Oh yes she did.
But not just aside, far away.

Ange blinked at his next question. “Nathan, I honestly don’t know how to answer to that question.” She told him with a smile. “I’m sure that there must be more than one place that I would like to see.. but I don’t know the muggle world very well.” But he already knew that. “I heard they have great places to visit..”
She had visited a museum, but it as pretty much just that.
Ange found muggles a little scary.. with all those crazy inventions.

She turned her eyes to Nathan and asked. “May I ask you something?”
Honestly! Ange had ask him more than one thing during that day.

Nathan came back from the bar and sat down. “Right. But all that coffee will surely keep you awake tonight, love.” He said kindly. At least what he was drinking had the reverse effect. He started fidgeting with his engagement band as Angelina said she didn’t know how to answer his question. He looked up when she said she didn’t know the muggle world very well. “No probs.” He replied. “I can think of a good few places you’ll enjoy.” he told her. Endless places actually, but they’d have to start off with somewhere not too scary. The massiveness of muggle London could be intimidating to say the least. Nathan knew this all too well from when he first visited the place.

His green eyes locked onto hers as she spoke again. “Of course. Ask away, love.”

McSainty · 03-28-2008, 07:51 AM

Parker sighed quietly as she entered the small pub. She order yet another cup of coffee. She had lived in the UK for almost all her life and yet she still missed the city that was NYC. For two months now all she had was guilt for some many things, that she was so emotionally drained it was leaving her with insomnia.

She sat quiet next to the window, staring out at the night sky. As she sipped her coffee, she noticed her hand was shaking from too much caffeine and yet she didn't pay much mind to it. She had a horrible headache and she was almost sure she was coming down with something. She frowned slightly as she stared down at her wedding ring, married at eighteen and divorced at nineteen. Her fairy tale ending hadn't turned out the way she though it would.

The only real reason why she kept wearing the ring was simply so people would leave her alone. The past year had been a painful thing, first to lose her father then to hear her husband say he no longer loved her and wanted a divorced. Had truly been the icing on the cake that was her hellish year.

amy_b · 03-28-2008, 10:08 PM

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james smiled at the nervous way she clung tightly to him as they rode. he turned into the parking lot. he found a spot and parked. He removed his helmet and turned a bit, oblivious to the wild state of his hair " you know you look pretty hot in that thing." He grinned as he reached and loosened the strap for her.

Rolling her eyes slightly Jocelyn chuckled for a moment, "Oh I am sure- oh so hot." She removed the helmet from her head as hopped of the bike. Laying her helmet on the seat she turned to James. "Sorry but I am glad we are here and off that-," she said shrugging toward the bike.

J.Rigdon · 03-28-2008, 10:26 PM

james looked around there was no one insight withthe quick flickof his wand the bike shrunk he pickeditup and dropped the mini into his pocket. " Parking at work is one thing here is another every now and then people exit here a bit... confused." he laughed. jams slipped his arm arond her again as they crossed the lot to the door.

amy_b · 03-28-2008, 10:59 PM

Jocelyn laughed as she watched James shrink the bike. "This could be an interesting evening," she said giving James a sideways glance as he wrapped his arm around her waist. She walked with James toward the pub and when they reached the door she waited as usual for James to open the door. "You are so sweet," she said giving him a peck before they entered the building.

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