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The ancient schooner stands tall in the dark water, although there is a definite list to the mast and sails that belie its age. After all these years hidden in or around the lake, the ship is in remarkably good condition, although the lower decks drip with water and something rather green and slimy. If not for the age and apparent solitude of the ship, it would appear the crew had just departed, even going so far to leave the gangplank lowered to provide access to the main deck.
The main deck is cluttered in a way no captain would approve. Bits of knotted rope, lank strands of the shredded sail, and abandoned cannon balls that seem to have taken root to the deck would have tripped up a sailor in bygone days. They are the only artifacts left of those hearty men now. A rope ladder twists uselessly in the rigging - wonder if the crow's nest can still be reached?
Just a few steps above the main deck, the steering wheel is knotted into place with a moldy length of rope. It's impossible to know where these sailors were headed, but they've been sailing in one direction for a very long time indeed. Propped against the railing behind the wheel is a marlinespike, a nasty pointed thing that was someone's weapon or tool... or both.
Beneath the quarterdeck, a gaping doorway leads to the captain's quarters. Decrepit maps, a rusted quadrant, and a compass sit on the captain's desk, but the most interesting artifact is probably the old tricorne hat propped against the chair. Wherever the man went, his head is bare. The bed and wardrobe in the corner could give you more clues about the man who lived here, but the best clue is the log book folded closed on the chair - Captain's Log for the Dead Wizard's Trove.
Below the main deck, you will find the hold and sailor's quarters. Kegs of powder are scattered with a few ancient gold coins, Galleons by the look of them, but there is no further indication as to what the ship once carried. Was the ship a merchant ship? Privateers? Or pirates?
Arabella-Marie wandered around the deck of the ship and sighed she seemed to have lost Heather in the midst of searching the ship and she was hoping that somebody would help her search some more the ship was full of students now
Talon Ebony was wondering about the ship when he saw a girl wandering around. She seemed gloomy. Talon asked her "Are you all right?"
Elektra nearly moved like a snake watching this young lion. Besides the fact of being related to....well...just the thought of his name gave Elektra chills. She was glad she never met him. Even though he is her family...Elektra despised Voldemort and everything he did while he was around in this world, but now he's gone. She sighed in disappoinment about the news of Derian. She missed him so much. Her one person to go to whenever she felt scared...just -poof- out of nowhere. It was unexplainable and Elektra tried to hide the fact it upset her so she faced Christopher staring right at his blue eyes with her emerald green eyes and tilts her head to the side a little bit. "Why are you scared?" The only reason she could tell was by the way his posture was. She scoffs and then chuckles softly. "You can relax Chris. it's like I'm gonna bite you or something. I'm not that crazy."
"I'm not scared." This was true. Christopher wasn't scared of her. But a little worried that she would deem him unworthy of her friend. Which probably she would do to any boy on the Earth. He was pretty sure that's what girls did. But he didn't really know, they were way too confusing. He tried to loosen up, but he only managed to do so just barely. Elektra's green eyes staring him dwn did not make things easier to relax. It just made him even more freaked out.
Tryimg to seem less awkward, Christopher was determined to change the subject. "Erm.... How's being in Slytherin?" He always wondered what things were like in other houses.
Cody walked to the ship. He had only found out about this recently. He was wanting to take Jade in here. He waited to meet up with her. What was taking her a little while?
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Okay so she gave in.
This ship did look pretty interesting and she was always a curious one, through childhood she was secretly less mature then she appeared to be. What young child didn't enjoy going around searching for treasure on an old abandoned ship. The place did look pretty fascinating and as the Brunette stepped onto the crickety old plank that led her into the bowles of the boat, Delilah's face lit up slightly. It was amazing. The old painting cracking off the wood, the stories that still remained from depth within.
Although she would never show it, the girl had a tough exterior, never opened up to anyone, not even her cousin, there was a slightly softer side to the apparent Slytherin.
Her hand reached out towards the old canons, peeking inside, dissapointed to see that it was empty. So she moved on, glancing around the old boat, eyes darting off in different directions, imagining what life would have been like on here in olden times.
Cody walked to the ship. He had only found out about this recently. He was wanting to take Jade in here. He waited to meet up with her. What was taking her a little while?
Jade was finally going to meet Cody! He had mentioned some old ship but she had no idea where it was... she wandered around until she saw it. She walked in slowly and immediately saw him. "Hey Cody?" she said grinning. "How have you been?" she continued as she hugged him. "Sorry I'm late but it took me a while to find," she said quickly.
Oh, so, wait. Salander was looking for souvenirs, eh? Well, then, the coins looked like the only thing he could take, unless he wanted to make some fireworks on his own, in which case, he could take the gunpowder as well. Treyen will make sure he wouldn't do such a thing, because their Common Room were slightly close.
The boy laughed, though, Salander would've been an awesome pirate. Much too awesome to comment on it. Of course, the original Sir Awesome, being Fletcher, would be the best in any leadership position, so, he'll run this ship perfectly well.
For a moment there, the smile on Treyen's face was dimmed by the thought that Fletcher was not around, even if he'd seen the Gringott's young man over the summer, he still missed having him around at Hogwarts.
But, er, right, souvenirs. The fifth year wasn't precisely sure he wanted to take one coin...even if it could be for Aslan...what if they were cursed or something, eh? That was actually kind of silly. Salander was still standing. And the sixth year falls over a lot. Maybe it brought luck? As the boy hesitated whether or not to take a coin, he shook his head at Salander, "That's if you're assuming that the ship was never sunk, or occupied by others before us," he started to say, "Maybe it was attacked by some pirates and they stole plenty from the crew," no, wait, that didn't make sense, [b]"No, scratch that, the pirates would've taken everything, even the ship,"[b/] TRUE, no?
And he would've continued on and on and on and on about the ship, but the smile from his favorite Ravenclaw completely diverted his attention, from both Salander and the coin. It was perfectly clear, though, that she was still thinking on the possibility of the ship sinking on them, never mind what she'd said to Salander.
It had gotten too crowded, though, and that was probably why Sierra had said she was TRYING to move, but really, there was still room for more people, and there was NO need to sigh. Sierra got in the ship before him, and she'd agreed to climb down. "You know, I think your brother would be a great addition to our group," he said, out of nowhere, "He could light up everything from the top," and carry anything they wanted, yes? "You're clearly the joyous choice," it was hard to distinguish whether it had been sarcasm or if he'd truly meant it, because now he was following after Sierra, yes?
Leaving Salander behind seemed like the best thing they could do, especially now that Lexi joined him and was...discussing something he wasn't interested in.
As for the coin? He decided on not taking it, it wasn't his to take, either way, and it felt like stealing. Gold or not, he wans't going to take something that didn't belong to him. Such a Hufflepuff.
He HAD to let go of Ellie's hand so they could start walking, because Sierra's friend, whose name he now knew to be Lola, was standing in the way. "What made you come down here, by the way? To the ship, I mean." His eyes were on Ellie, because the question was for her, just for her, though, Lola was free to answer, she seemed like one who liked to intrude.
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She said hi.
Obvious friendship.
This girl just didn't want to show it, or Lola was facing denial (don't worry, she always did) but then a sudden realization had struck her that no one--NOT ONE person she'd met in Hogwarts has given her a warm welcome--"Hello Lola Jones, you look awfully cold--yes yes of course I'll be your friend, would you want a blanket and some cookies???--but she was mainly responded with:
1.) PFFFFFTTTT GET AWAAAAAY FROM ME GIIIIIRLY.
2.) MAYBE IF I STAY QUIET SHE'LL GET BORED AND LEAVE.
3.) HIIII WUZZZUPPP... WAIT. NO. WHAT??! STOP. BACK. GET AWAY YOU'RE FREAKING ME OUT
4.) And the I DON'T WANT TO BE YOUR FRIEND option (which her denial clearly didn't believe in and so that option was clearly non-existent)
Lola, in another attempt to get more attention from the girl, quickly got her wand arm and then started indirectly *cough* pointing it at the girl's face yet again, zooming the bright light into her eyes. "Hiiiiiiii..." she said trying to break the silence when the girl refused to take her arm, which apparently were busy as well. "...frieeeeeend." What else was there?
But she merely put her hand on the girl's shoulder, as she did with Sierra, and so she hoped to get love and attention that way as well.
What? If he wanted to?
Lola giggled.
No, she had a laughing fit for a moment or so there.
But her robotic and strict voice became alive and she spoke, "No no, you are my friend." It was as if the statement was an order, which it was, and she innocently smiled at the boy, sighing happily and her whole mood changed back to the happy sunshine mood that she was feeling under this boat, happy that she was both exploring and making friends at the same time, proud of her works as an amateur multi-tasker.
"I'm Lola Jones, I'm a fourth year here, you know," she paused, then continued on with her life story, "I'm an actress, you know? I'll be famous one day. You're so lucky that you're my friend!"
She tried to recall the boy's name. AHA! "You're...YOU'RE Train, aren't you? I knew it! I don't forget my friend's names at all daaaaaaaahling," she spoke with a reassuring grin, oblivious to how odd and strange the boy's name was to her, "I rode on a train here, you know? Oh wait--you have too! Well, that's splendid, Train, do you know there was a very old muggle band named just exactly like that? Were you named after them?"
Lola flaaaaunted another smile, impressed at herself for her Muggle knowledge!
"What made you come down here, by the way? To the ship, I mean."
"I wanted to befriend the ship, of course." Wasn't it just so obvious?
Relax?
RELAX?!
When they could have bloooown up into smithereens. Lola was about to let the thing ago, but she remembered her role as an actress--and actresses were always dramatic. That was a very important rule. "Did you hear that? I think I heard a boom!--oh my, that was a large one, too--AND AND did you hear that one as well?! I'm telling you..."
She wasn't trying that time (maybe he'd even believe her!)
Oooooooh. Spoooooky.
Lola stared at Sierra, for a while, siiiighing--DRAMATIC SIIIIIIIGHHHH. "I suppose you don't want me, anymore, Sierra," she frowned, "oh that's right, I'm off better alooooone in the cold, cold, near death, Sierra, neaaaaaar death," she sang in a whiny tone. "You hate me don't you?! You want me dead don't you?! Oh I'm dead alright, I'm dead! And I thought you--my best friend, even!--oh what was that?" She leaned over Sierra's mouth, not waiting for any response, "Oh you want me staying here? Really, Sierra? Not in the cold, cold, cooooooold tower with no one to be with??--not to die in complete loneliness??! Wow Sierra, you're awfully nice!"
The girl would never let go of her now, and she clung to Sierra even more now!
In truth, Lola was only talking to herself, but she felt like doing that. Actress relatedness (or maybe she was simply crazy).
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And she was pointing her wand at Ellie again! WHAAAA--
Treyen frowned, and hoped to dear Gilderoy that Lola would be safely away from the ship IF the ship started to sink, otherwise, he wasn't too sure he'd want to save her. Or, at least, put his life at risk for her. Ellie, yes. Sierra, sure. But Lola? Changes were she'll never let him go if he saved her.
Not that any of this will be happening, of course.
"That's not very polite. Pointing your wand at people." He said, the most serious voice ever. It actually didn't belong to the usual voice range, therefore, didn't sound like Treyen at all.
As long as the girl didn't do that again, then no problem.
But Treyen couldn't help to chuckle next. Friends? Yeah, no. "Perhaps acquaintances," he said, with one shrug, and one last look Salander's way.
"Oh, no, I didn't know," he remarked, with a smirk on his face, but it was the truth! He had no idea who she was! "An actress, you say? Which movies have you been on? Or plays." He'd found a profession for Kaia if she ever asked him.
But...WHAT!? No, his name was NOT Train, but he'll play along, he wasn't in the mood to correct her, actually, some one else could. ACTUALLY, everyone else was more than welcome to correct Lola on the matter. "I am, yes, you're right," smirk, "But sadly, I don't know, they probably named me after the Hogwarts train," oh, he could have the best fun with that. Come to think of it, Lola was kind of fun. "Are you Muggleborn?" her knowledge on the subject would be equally impressive, whether she was from Muggle descend or not. Music, that is.
OF COURSE.
Lola had to answer that. Sigh. His eyes went from Lola to Ellie, back to Lola again, "Will you follow your friend, the ship, 'til the end of the world, Lola?" because if the ship was exploding...will she be there, with her new friend the ship?
And then...
...O___o
Blink.
His eyes flickered from Lola, to Sierra, to Ellie. WHOA, Lola, how dramatic.
Pirates? Hah. "Maybe the Pirates did take it, and they left it here, because the Pirates go here." Hahaha. "Jacob's convinced he's a pirate, you know." Maybe it was him. All along. So if insanity wasn't a crime, surely ship-theft was. And Jacob really would get locked up...be it Mungo's as she's always dreamed he would, or Azkaban. She didn't really mind.
Was...that question intended for her? Ellie wasn't really looking at Treyen, so it was hard to tell. And Lola answered, so she supposed not.
OWLOLA. Blindness much.
And thank you Treyen.
Treyen.
What was she talking about a TRAIN for?
Wait, what?
That was NOT his name. And he wasn't correcting her. And Ellie was confused. Majorly.
No. No boom. There was no boom. "I didn't hear a boom." She looked towards Salander at that, though. He didn't hear a boom, did he? Booms were no good. WHY did Treyen let go of her?
And then the Lola...thing...went on a rant to Sierra. Hah. Poor Sierra.
Don't look at her, Treyen. She has nothing to do with this girl's ODD, WEIRD, STRANGE, behavior.
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Connor had been curious about the old ship the same as everyone else. He wanted to see if it was like the beautiful, homey ship they had at Drumstrang. He'd love that beautiful old ship that was well taken care of. This one though old was rather disgusting and smelly and grated on his half-veela sensibilities. He followed a group of the other students down below. He really didn't know anyone except one person in the group. That particular person was currently annoying a girl in his house with a camera. The stench of age was awful down here, age and mold and death. The girl that he recognized from his house had just spoken wondering what they were looking for, hmmm. "I don't know but I'm sure this filthy, smelly old ship is looking for a good cleaning."
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Anything? Ellie really didn't need anything. She just needed a spider killer. BUT, she accepted the offer with a nod. And a grin. And maybe a slight blush, but it was so darkish, she doubted anyone could tell.
"Okayyy," she said to Salander, "It's not gonna sink. I get it." It still could, though.
And they were going right. Ellie turned to that direction and tried to maneuver thataway.
Could they blast people out of their way? Like that Lexi-Quidditch-Quitter girl?
Heh.
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Oh, so, wait. Salander was looking for souvenirs, eh? Well, then, the coins looked like the only thing he could take, unless he wanted to make some fireworks on his own, in which case, he could take the gunpowder as well. Treyen will make sure he wouldn't do such a thing, because their Common Room were slightly close.
The boy laughed, though, Salander would've been an awesome pirate. Much too awesome to comment on it. Of course, the original Sir Awesome, being Fletcher, would be the best in any leadership position, so, he'll run this ship perfectly well.
For a moment there, the smile on Treyen's face was dimmed by the thought that Fletcher was not around, even if he'd seen the Gringott's young man over the summer, he still missed having him around at Hogwarts.
But, er, right, souvenirs. The fifth year wasn't precisely sure he wanted to take one coin...even if it could be for Aslan...what if they were cursed or something, eh? That was actually kind of silly. Salander was still standing. And the sixth year falls over a lot. Maybe it brought luck? As the boy hesitated whether or not to take a coin, he shook his head at Salander, "That's if you're assuming that the ship was never sunk, or occupied by others before us," he started to say, "Maybe it was attacked by some pirates and they stole plenty from the crew," no, wait, that didn't make sense, [b]"No, scratch that, the pirates would've taken everything, even the ship,"[b/] TRUE, no?
And he would've continued on and on and on and on about the ship, but the smile from his favorite Ravenclaw completely diverted his attention, from both Salander and the coin. It was perfectly clear, though, that she was still thinking on the possibility of the ship sinking on them, never mind what she'd said to Salander.
It had gotten too crowded, though, and that was probably why Sierra had said she was TRYING to move, but really, there was still room for more people, and there was NO need to sigh. Sierra got in the ship before him, and she'd agreed to climb down. "You know, I think your brother would be a great addition to our group," he said, out of nowhere, "He could light up everything from the top," and carry anything they wanted, yes? "You're clearly the joyous choice," it was hard to distinguish whether it had been sarcasm or if he'd truly meant it, because now he was following after Sierra, yes?
Leaving Salander behind seemed like the best thing they could do, especially now that Lexi joined him and was...discussing something he wasn't interested in.
As for the coin? He decided on not taking it, it wasn't his to take, either way, and it felt like stealing. Gold or not, he wans't going to take something that didn't belong to him. Such a Hufflepuff.
He HAD to let go of Ellie's hand so they could start walking, because Sierra's friend, whose name he now knew to be Lola, was standing in the way. "What made you come down here, by the way? To the ship, I mean." His eyes were on Ellie, because the question was for her, just for her, though, Lola was free to answer, she seemed like one who liked to intrude.
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Lola stared at Sierra, for a while, siiiighing--DRAMATIC SIIIIIIIGHHHH. "I suppose you don't want me, anymore, Sierra," she frowned, "oh that's right, I'm off better alooooone in the cold, cold, near death, Sierra, neaaaaaar death," she sang in a whiny tone. "You hate me don't you?! You want me dead don't you?! Oh I'm dead alright, I'm dead! And I thought you--my best friend, even!--oh what was that?" She leaned over Sierra's mouth, not waiting for any response, "Oh you want me staying here? Really, Sierra? Not in the cold, cold, cooooooold tower with no one to be with??--not to die in complete loneliness??! Wow Sierra, you're awfully nice!"
The girl would never let go of her now, and she clung to Sierra even more now!
In truth, Lola was only talking to herself, but she felt like doing that. Actress relatedness (or maybe she was simply crazy).
In the near-darkness of the lower level of the ship, Sierra heard a new voice, a voice belonging to someone she didn't quite recognize from speech alone (Connor). She turned her head at an angle, studying the illuminated figure from the light of her wand. Hmm. No one she knew, although, she was almost sure she'd seen this boy in the Slytherin common room.
Excellent. A snake. This ship needed a few more of her kind roaming around. "Well, I'm not cleaning it," she responded. Not unless it ended up being a class assignment like the two Vinny Boy had given them last term. It occurred to her that she had several questions about the ship, but she didn't ask any of them. Admitting she didn't know something was like admitting failure, and she hated admitting failure.
"We can either go straight," she said, illuminating one path with her wand, "or left." She illuminated that path, as well, and then turned back to the group. That was when Treyen decided to bring up Sierra's Puffer Brother, Alex. She froze in place for a few seconds, trying to decide whether she wanted to roll her eyes, give him a glare, yell, or do all three. In the end, though, she just gave a small sigh. "My brother and I," she said, her voice rather flat, "aren't speaking right now." That was just all she'd say about that. Her spat with Alex was more than just sibling rivalry. Battle lines had been drawn and things just weren't good between them right now.
...and then, of course, Lola had to start in. Having Lola pipe in with all her nonsense just wasn't good right after she'd been reminded about her destroyed relationship with Alex. Again, Sierra wasn't sure how to react--roll her eyes, glare, yell? Sigh again? This time, she went with an eye roll. "Really, Lola? Really?" she said, not really asking a question that needed to be answered. "Fine. You can stay with me--stay with all of us." Just please, for the love of Merlin, stop the dramatics!
...nice? Well, now that was an adjective she rarely heard used to describe her.
"Straight ahead, or left?" she asked the group again.
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In the near-darkness of the lower level of the ship, Sierra heard a new voice, a voice belonging to someone she didn't quite recognize from speech alone (Connor). She turned her head at an angle, studying the illuminated figure from the light of her wand. Hmm. No one she knew, although, she was almost sure she'd seen this boy in the Slytherin common room.
Excellent. A snake. This ship needed a few more of her kind roaming around. "Well, I'm not cleaning it," she responded. Not unless it ended up being a class assignment like the two Vinny Boy had given them last term. It occurred to her that she had several questions about the ship, but she didn't ask any of them. Admitting she didn't know something was like admitting failure, and she hated admitting failure.
"We can either go straight," she said, illuminating one path with her wand, "or left." She illuminated that path, as well, and then turned back to the group. That was when Treyen decided to bring up Sierra's Puffer Brother, Alex. She froze in place for a few seconds, trying to decide whether she wanted to roll her eyes, give him a glare, yell, or do all three. In the end, though, she just gave a small sigh. "My brother and I," she said, her voice rather flat, "aren't speaking right now." That was just all she'd say about that. Her spat with Alex was more than just sibling rivalry. Battle lines had been drawn and things just weren't good between them right now.
...and then, of course, Lola had to start in. Having Lola pipe in with all her nonsense just wasn't good right after she'd been reminded about her destroyed relationship with Alex. Again, Sierra wasn't sure how to react--roll her eyes, glare, yell? Sigh again? This time, she went with an eye roll. "Really, Lola? Really?" she said, not really asking a question that needed to be answered. "Fine. You can stay with me--stay with all of us." Just please, for the love of Merlin, stop the dramatics!
...nice? Well, now that was an adjective she rarely heard used to describe her.
"Straight ahead, or left?" she asked the group again.
Connor smiled at the young snake. "I'd never ask that of anyone luv. This place needs an army of good house elves." He muttered, "And maybe a few firstie puffers for good measure." He leaned in and whispered to the girl, Being a fellow slytherin he felt certain she would understand. "I think left luv, We want to explore yes, but we also want to be looking for a safer way out than that hatch and I think the Cargo hold stairs might be the way to go. They're to the left on the Drumstrang ship." He explained softly. Connor wasn't a take charge kinda guy really but the fifth year was among the eldest in the group and he felt responsible for making sure the ladies were safe. Even the annoying one that was clinging onto Sierra for dear life, which made Connor really want to throw her over his shoulder and cart her up to the deck and throw her overboard. He caught Sierra's eye and rolled his pretty blues at the annoying one.
"I'm not scared." This was true. Christopher wasn't scared of her. But a little worried that she would deem him unworthy of her friend. Which probably she would do to any boy on the Earth. He was pretty sure that's what girls did. But he didn't really know, they were way too confusing. He tried to loosen up, but he only managed to do so just barely. Elektra's green eyes staring him dwn did not make things easier to relax. It just made him even more freaked out.
Tryimg to seem less awkward, Christopher was determined to change the subject. "Erm.... How's being in Slytherin?" He always wondered what things were like in other houses.
She watched him carefully and she chuckled softly and turned not looking at him hearing him ask about how it was being a Slytherin and Elektra just gave simple shrug. "Honestly? There really isn't like...a feeling I get from being a Slytherin. The only reason why I was sorted into that house was because of my father." She paused when she brought up her father. Still feeling quite new to the whole witchcraft and wizadry world, she did a pretty decent job at keeping it hidden and with that, Elektra turned back to Chris and looked at him. "Our family has some little dark secrets here and there so I guess that's why I'm a Slyterhin. I'm...mysterious." when she said mysterious, she picked her hands up making litle motions with her fingers then dropped her hands and sighed. "To answer your question: being in Slytherin is just like being in any other house in this school. I look at Violet and Selina and you and Derian and to be quite honest...I don't see a difference. The only difference is our colors." she said and tilted her head slightly to the right. I mean ok maybe Slytherin is pretty cool, but it's just a house to me. Nothing special."
Pirates? Hah. "Maybe the Pirates did take it, and they left it here, because the Pirates go here." Hahaha. "Jacob's convinced he's a pirate, you know." Maybe it was him. All along. So if insanity wasn't a crime, surely ship-theft was. And Jacob really would get locked up...be it Mungo's as she's always dreamed he would, or Azkaban. She didn't really mind.
Was...that question intended for her? Ellie wasn't really looking at Treyen, so it was hard to tell. And Lola answered, so she supposed not.
OWLOLA. Blindness much.
And thank you Treyen.
Treyen.
What was she talking about a TRAIN for?
Wait, what?
That was NOT his name. And he wasn't correcting her. And Ellie was confused. Majorly.
No. No boom. There was no boom. "I didn't hear a boom." She looked towards Salander at that, though. He didn't hear a boom, did he? Booms were no good. WHY did Treyen let go of her?
And then the Lola...thing...went on a rant to Sierra. Hah. Poor Sierra.
Don't look at her, Treyen. She has nothing to do with this girl's ODD, WEIRD, STRANGE, behavior.
Truth be told, he kind of wanted to get off the ship, because whilst it wasn't as dark as he'd thought, he still couldn't see Ellie too clearly, and there was no better sight than her, correct?
He actually laughed at the 'Jacob being a Pirate' thing, because it was a great thought, actually, "Maybe Jacob brought the ship to Hogwarts," he joked. He didn't know why Ellie always thought of Jacob as some sort of lunatic, Treyen always saw him as a normal guy, and he was pretty normal all the way to Hogwarts.
Stupid Lola. It was thanks to her that Ellie thought the question wasn't meant for her, but Treyen didn't care, he'll ask again, right? "I was actually asking you, Ellie, what made you get on the ship?" because if she'd been worried about the thing sinking, and now exploding, well then, she wouldn't have got on it in the first place.
Yeah, well, at least they could agree on one thing. Lola was a strange kid.
"There was no boom, seriously," this was said with his eyes to Lola, so, by all means, Ellie, don't take it personally.
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In the near-darkness of the lower level of the ship, Sierra heard a new voice, a voice belonging to someone she didn't quite recognize from speech alone (Connor). She turned her head at an angle, studying the illuminated figure from the light of her wand. Hmm. No one she knew, although, she was almost sure she'd seen this boy in the Slytherin common room.
Excellent. A snake. This ship needed a few more of her kind roaming around. "Well, I'm not cleaning it," she responded. Not unless it ended up being a class assignment like the two Vinny Boy had given them last term. It occurred to her that she had several questions about the ship, but she didn't ask any of them. Admitting she didn't know something was like admitting failure, and she hated admitting failure.
"We can either go straight," she said, illuminating one path with her wand, "or left." She illuminated that path, as well, and then turned back to the group. That was when Treyen decided to bring up Sierra's Puffer Brother, Alex. She froze in place for a few seconds, trying to decide whether she wanted to roll her eyes, give him a glare, yell, or do all three. In the end, though, she just gave a small sigh. "My brother and I," she said, her voice rather flat, "aren't speaking right now." That was just all she'd say about that. Her spat with Alex was more than just sibling rivalry. Battle lines had been drawn and things just weren't good between them right now.
...and then, of course, Lola had to start in. Having Lola pipe in with all her nonsense just wasn't good right after she'd been reminded about her destroyed relationship with Alex. Again, Sierra wasn't sure how to react--roll her eyes, glare, yell? Sigh again? This time, she went with an eye roll. "Really, Lola? Really?" she said, not really asking a question that needed to be answered. "Fine. You can stay with me--stay with all of us." Just please, for the love of Merlin, stop the dramatics!
...nice? Well, now that was an adjective she rarely heard used to describe her.
"Straight ahead, or left?" she asked the group again.
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Connor smiled at the young snake. "I'd never ask that of anyone luv. This place needs an army of good house elves." He muttered, "And maybe a few firstie puffers for good measure." He leaned in and whispered to the girl, Being a fellow slytherin he felt certain she would understand. "I think left luv, We want to explore yes, but we also want to be looking for a safer way out than that hatch and I think the Cargo hold stairs might be the way to go. They're to the left on the Drumstrang ship." He explained softly. Connor wasn't a take charge kinda guy really but the fifth year was among the eldest in the group and he felt responsible for making sure the ladies were safe. Even the annoying one that was clinging onto Sierra for dear life, which made Connor really want to throw her over his shoulder and cart her up to the deck and throw her overboard. He caught Sierra's eye and rolled his pretty blues at the annoying one.
Cleaning what? No one was cleaning anything. But that would make a very nice detention.
"Oh." He had no idea that Sierra and Alex were kind of having issues with each other, and he certainly didn't fell like finding out why or trying to get involved in any way. That's why he pretended to look away, not that Sierra would notice, unless her wand was lighting up his way.
Speaking of...
...ways.
The Prefect nodded towards the boy that recently joined them and said, "I agree, left." Not because of the Durmstrang ship, or because what might be found, but the coolest things always happened after turning many times, like on a maze. So...maybe they'll find something else?
And she was pointing her wand at Ellie again! WHAAAA--
Treyen frowned, and hoped to dear Gilderoy that Lola would be safely away from the ship IF the ship started to sink, otherwise, he wasn't too sure he'd want to save her. Or, at least, put his life at risk for her. Ellie, yes. Sierra, sure. But Lola? Changes were she'll never let him go if he saved her.
Not that any of this will be happening, of course.
"That's not very polite. Pointing your wand at people." He said, the most serious voice ever. It actually didn't belong to the usual voice range, therefore, didn't sound like Treyen at all.
As long as the girl didn't do that again, then no problem.
But Treyen couldn't help to chuckle next. Friends? Yeah, no. "Perhaps acquaintances," he said, with one shrug, and one last look Salander's way.
"Oh, no, I didn't know," he remarked, with a smirk on his face, but it was the truth! He had no idea who she was! "An actress, you say? Which movies have you been on? Or plays." He'd found a profession for Kaia if she ever asked him.
But...WHAT!? No, his name was NOT Train, but he'll play along, he wasn't in the mood to correct her, actually, some one else could. ACTUALLY, everyone else was more than welcome to correct Lola on the matter. "I am, yes, you're right," smirk, "But sadly, I don't know, they probably named me after the Hogwarts train," oh, he could have the best fun with that. Come to think of it, Lola was kind of fun. "Are you Muggleborn?" her knowledge on the subject would be equally impressive, whether she was from Muggle descend or not. Music, that is.
OF COURSE.
Lola had to answer that. Sigh. His eyes went from Lola to Ellie, back to Lola again, "Will you follow your friend, the ship, 'til the end of the world, Lola?" because if the ship was exploding...will she be there, with her new friend the ship?
And then...
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Blink.
His eyes flickered from Lola, to Sierra, to Ellie. WHOA, Lola, how dramatic.
Not polite? Not POLITE?!
Lola gasped, it was a very dramatic gasp for sure, and she put a hand over her mouth for more emphasis! "Meeeee? I am polite, Train! How could you? How could you?! I am deeply offended, and I believe you owe me a nice, long apology--all friends make those nice, big apologies, don't they?!" She completely tried to ignore how he mentioned that they were merely "acquaintances" and tried not to burst out into laughter because well--
They were friends. It was so simple. The boy was blind. Such simple things.
"Movies?" She sighed, trying to think up of movies--"No movies, yet--I've been in some of those Muggle commercials for those toilet adv--I MEAN," she coughed trying to hide it all up, "you know--luxury ads with those gold, big watches and laaaaaaannnnjarrrraaaay" (which in her mind was how the French had said it and it was an obvious lie, for she was both too young and not fit enough (YET) for those adult commercials.
"I've been in plays though! Last year, I was in the Warlock's Hairy Heart--I played the Hairy Heart of course," she said with pride and dignity.
"Train? You were named after the Express?" She opened her mouth in surprise, "It's such a beautiful name." She envied the boy now, sighing and sighing all too dramatically and then raising her head up when he asked his next question. "No, I'm not Muggleborn. I do take interest in those Muggles though!--they're just so simply amazing, and I admire their movies and plays and famous actresses and SHAKESPEARE--that Muggle man was genius, I tell you Train, geeenieeee-us."
She breathed but wanted to continue talking, "Of course, I will, Train. This ship puts the 'ship' in FRIENDSHIP."
First, she giggled at her own humor.
Giggled some more.
Then she laughed out loud, creating a bizarre mixture of snorting and giggling--very feminine if you asked her.
"I'm hilarious, aren't I Train? High-LAAAAARIOUS!" She stopped, going serious for a moment or so.
"Laugh," she ordered brutally.
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Pirates? Hah. "Maybe the Pirates did take it, and they left it here, because the Pirates go here." Hahaha. "Jacob's convinced he's a pirate, you know." Maybe it was him. All along. So if insanity wasn't a crime, surely ship-theft was. And Jacob really would get locked up...be it Mungo's as she's always dreamed he would, or Azkaban. She didn't really mind.
Was...that question intended for her? Ellie wasn't really looking at Treyen, so it was hard to tell. And Lola answered, so she supposed not.
OWLOLA. Blindness much.
And thank you Treyen.
Treyen.
What was she talking about a TRAIN for?
Wait, what?
That was NOT his name. And he wasn't correcting her. And Ellie was confused. Majorly.
No. No boom. There was no boom. "I didn't hear a boom." She looked towards Salander at that, though. He didn't hear a boom, did he? Booms were no good. WHY did Treyen let go of her?
And then the Lola...thing...went on a rant to Sierra. Hah. Poor Sierra.
Don't look at her, Treyen. She has nothing to do with this girl's ODD, WEIRD, STRANGE, behavior.
Lola immediately took great interest in how this girl reacted to her simple, sly, and clever lie. "What are you talking about? Of course there was a boom! Didn't you hear it? It was loud. Merlin! It could've been another ship out there if you ask me."
What started as a small and simple lie soon became a very serious matter that Lola took--seriously. She again, pointed her wand towards the girl, but now directed right at her ear, where Lola tried to begin navigating for mass amounts of earwax. "I heard it, I'm suuuuuuuure, I heaaaard it."
But of course, she remembered that she didn't want to scare off her friend and she reduced the creepiness level, bringing down her wand, but continuously harassing the girl, breathing down her neck as she did with Sierra before and muttering, "Boom boom boooooom..." each new boom with more eeriness in her voice~
"MERLIN! There it went again."
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...and then, of course, Lola had to start in. Having Lola pipe in with all her nonsense just wasn't good right after she'd been reminded about her destroyed relationship with Alex. Again, Sierra wasn't sure how to react--roll her eyes, glare, yell? Sigh again? This time, she went with an eye roll. "Really, Lola? Really?" she said, not really asking a question that needed to be answered. "Fine. You can stay with me--stay with all of us." Just please, for the love of Merlin, stop the dramatics!
...nice? Well, now that was an adjective she rarely heard used to describe her.
"Straight ahead, or left?" she asked the group again.
"REALLY!" she answered, but immediately went quiet as she glanced at the others, hoping she didn't make so much noise (if she hadn't already).
"Thank you so much, Sierra! I would grovel and go down on my knees if I could--oh Miss Sierra, how kiiiiiind of you! You know, I was facing hardships and enduring emotional paaaain before I met you, did you know that?! But you led me to the light, Misses Sierra--I would never be able to repay your acts of kindness toward me--NEVER! A mere orphan I was, till you found me, Sierra, till you found meeeeee," she sang the last bit and almost went teary-eyed at her own words.
"I say left. My instincts tell me so." Most of the time her instincts were wrong.
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Caroline nodded and patted her friend on the back. "You did, you did." in a whipser back to her in case Carter didn't hear what she said. which she throught he could have possibly heard. She smiled at her in couragingly. She couldn't help but to laugh slightly though, as her friend blushed. She had only just found out that Kyle had a crush on Simon.
She smiled as Carter and Kyle met. It was pretty nice to have finally introduced him to someone. She turned to Kyle as she explained about the cleaning up thing she mentioned before. "Oh Okay!" Were they planning on cleaning up the ship or something? She wonder what exactly they were going to do with it.
Turning a grinned at Carter when she noticed what was going on. She nodded and out her finger to her lips. Shhhh! "What happens or is said on thee boat, stays on the boat." She laughed. "let's start exploring. This ship shall we?" She suggested to keep the arkwardness down.
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"Its nice to meet you too Carter" she smiled, chuckling she stopped 'cleaning' which she wasn't too fond of doing. Atleast there wasn't a loose rope to trip on.
"Yeah he's here" she remarked quietly, "he was the first person on the ship after Vindictus" Kyle explained quietly. Hoping he didn't realize what she had said fully unaware that he had.
Kyle chuckled, when Caroline told her she said that out loud well it was a good laugh none the less. "Well, at least i didn't yell it" Kyle remarked with a laugh that would have been even more embarrassing. "Yes, exploring sounds great" Kyle smiled, wondering where to go. It seemed everyone had already picked through the upper decks pretty well, maybe down below?
Who knew it all seemed like it would be oh so much fun.
Carter chuckled. "Don't worry. You're secret is safe with me." he said with a smile. Well... relatively safe anyway. He did have quite the big mouth. And he was also a bit of a teaser. But for the most part the secret was safe with him.
"Absolutely. That sounds great." he said agreeing. Exploring a pirate ship sounds like tons of fun. "Do you think there's any old cannons on board?" he asked.
Ehh... who cared that it may not even be a pirate ship. There just had to be something exciting on board.
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Jade was finally going to meet Cody! He had mentioned some old ship but she had no idea where it was... she wandered around until she saw it. She walked in slowly and immediately saw him. "Hey Cody?" she said grinning. "How have you been?" she continued as she hugged him. "Sorry I'm late but it took me a while to find," she said quickly.
Cody finally saw Jade come. "Hey Jade", he said hugging her back. "I've been alright but it's felt like I've been under a rock for a while", he said laughing a bit. "It's alright. I only heard about it, about a week ago", he explained. "Shall we explore?", he asked.
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Lola gasped, it was a very dramatic gasp for sure, and she put a hand over her mouth for more emphasis! "Meeeee? I am polite, Train! How could you? How could you?! I am deeply offended, and I believe you owe me a nice, long apology--all friends make those nice, big apologies, don't they?!" She completely tried to ignore how he mentioned that they were merely "acquaintances" and tried not to burst out into laughter because well--
They were friends. It was so simple. The boy was blind. Such simple things.
"Movies?" She sighed, trying to think up of movies--"No movies, yet--I've been in some of those Muggle commercials for those toilet adv--I MEAN," she coughed trying to hide it all up, "you know--luxury ads with those gold, big watches and laaaaaaannnnjarrrraaaay" (which in her mind was how the French had said it and it was an obvious lie, for she was both too young and not fit enough (YET) for those adult commercials.
"I've been in plays though! Last year, I was in the Warlock's Hairy Heart--I played the Hairy Heart of course," she said with pride and dignity.
"Train? You were named after the Express?" She opened her mouth in surprise, "It's such a beautiful name." She envied the boy now, sighing and sighing all too dramatically and then raising her head up when he asked his next question. "No, I'm not Muggleborn. I do take interest in those Muggles though!--they're just so simply amazing, and I admire their movies and plays and famous actresses and SHAKESPEARE--that Muggle man was genius, I tell you Train, geeenieeee-us."
She breathed but wanted to continue talking, "Of course, I will, Train. This ship puts the 'ship' in FRIENDSHIP."
First, she giggled at her own humor.
Giggled some more.
Then she laughed out loud, creating a bizarre mixture of snorting and giggling--very feminine if you asked her.
"I'm hilarious, aren't I Train? High-LAAAAARIOUS!" She stopped, going serious for a moment or so.
"Laugh," she ordered brutally.
WHAAAAAAAAAAAT?!
HE OWED HER AN APOLOGY?!
"No, I'm completely right, pointing your wand at people...," especially pretty people, "...is NOT polite." He was certainly not going to apologize when he was the one who was right about it. Plus, if he'd been wrong, Ellie would've said something by now. She liked to disagree with him.
There was a smirk on his face now, "No movies, no actress," he started to say, and had she seriously said--er, yeah, better not think of that, let's think of the ship..QUICK! But she started to mention the play part and he seriously had to ask, "In the acting world or your old school?" and he wasn't being mean, nooooo, not at all.
Sigh.
"I don't know, I think so. It's the only famous train in the Wizarding World, no?" WINK. Famous, see? Two could play this game.
However, her next reply AND statement left him in shock. And pretty much blinking. This is where he smiled kindly at the girl, "I know, right? They're so amazing!" he was agreeing with her one hundred percent, and then he chuckled, "I know who Shakespeare is," thank you Olivia Zhang, for teaching us some English literature, "I suppose you must know Romeo and Juliet by memory, then?" because she was a girl, "Hamlet was a nice tragedy, I must say, regardless of the cruel ending," and he had yet to read the sonnets. Amazing how he thought that Hamlet had a cruel ending, but said nothing of Romeo and Juliet.
FRIENDSHIP.
That was simply...not funny at all, and a completely obvious sort of joke.
Treyen still chuckled. NOT laughed, per say, but he chuckled. The girl was clearly missing something in her head. Amusing, she was.
Cody finally saw Jade come. "Hey Jade", he said hugging her back. "I've been alright but it's felt like I've been under a rock for a while", he said laughing a bit. "It's alright. I only heard about it, about a week ago", he explained. "Shall we explore?", he asked.
"It's been a long time since we met!" Jade said. "You seem to know about such places more than I do!" she said laughing. "Yeah sure it should be fun," Jade said but she hoped there would be nothing scary.
"It's been a long time since we met!" Jade said. "You seem to know about such places more than I do!" she said laughing. "Yeah sure it should be fun," Jade said but she hoped there would be nothing scary.
"Not a long time. Just a little while", he said smiling. "I just hear it from everyone and find it out from everywhere", he told Jade. Cody took Jade's hand and smiled at her again. They climbed down some stairs into a room.
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She watched him carefully and she chuckled softly and turned not looking at him hearing him ask about how it was being a Slytherin and Elektra just gave simple shrug. "Honestly? There really isn't like...a feeling I get from being a Slytherin. The only reason why I was sorted into that house was because of my father." She paused when she brought up her father. Still feeling quite new to the whole witchcraft and wizadry world, she did a pretty decent job at keeping it hidden and with that, Elektra turned back to Chris and looked at him. "Our family has some little dark secrets here and there so I guess that's why I'm a Slyterhin. I'm...mysterious." when she said mysterious, she picked her hands up making litle motions with her fingers then dropped her hands and sighed. "To answer your question: being in Slytherin is just like being in any other house in this school. I look at Violet and Selina and you and Derian and to be quite honest...I don't see a difference. The only difference is our colors." she said and tilted her head slightly to the right. I mean ok maybe Slytherin is pretty cool, but it's just a house to me. Nothing special."
Christopher nodded. He understood what she was saying and found it very cool, really. He thought inter-house relations was really important and rarely found anyone that agreed. It seemed a lot of the time that Slytherin and Gryffindor loathed one another, but he had two good friends in the house of the Serpant, and Elektra was cool too. "That's cool. I'm all for the houses unification as a school opposed to the four seperate groups."
The young boy found himself raising his eyebrows at one of her remarks. He laughed when she wiggled her fingers as she said the word 'mysterious.' It was a pretty amusing sight, though he wasn't sure if she was serious or not. "Dark secrets, huh? I'm guessing that may have something to do with your father?" Nothing in particular came to his mind when she said they were mysterious and had dark secrets, but he was sure it would be quite a tale.
Christopher nodded. He understood what she was saying and found it very cool, really. He thought inter-house relations was really important and rarely found anyone that agreed. It seemed a lot of the time that Slytherin and Gryffindor loathed one another, but he had two good friends in the house of the Serpant, and Elektra was cool too. "That's cool. I'm all for the houses unification as a school opposed to the four seperate groups."
The young boy found himself raising his eyebrows at one of her remarks. He laughed when she wiggled her fingers as she said the word 'mysterious.' It was a pretty amusing sight, though he wasn't sure if she was serious or not. "Dark secrets, huh? I'm guessing that may have something to do with your father?" Nothing in particular came to his mind when she said they were mysterious and had dark secrets, but he was sure it would be quite a tale.
"Unfortunately it has to do a lot with my father's side of the family." She said coldly thinking about her family...mostly her father's side. She walked towards the captains table and brushed off a little spot before she sat down looking at Christopher. "How much do you know about the Gaunts Chris?" She asked.
"Unfortunately it has to do a lot with my father's side of the family." She said coldly thinking about her family...mostly her father's side. She walked towards the captains table and brushed off a little spot before she sat down looking at Christopher. "How much do you know about the Gaunts Chris?" She asked.
Christopher could tell his suspicions were about to be confirmed. This would be a long story. He was up for a good story though, he hadn't heard a true one in quite some time. He nodded as she spoke of her father in such a cold way. The same way he spoke of his own mum.
Guants. That one word was all it took to drain the colour out of the boy's face. "Enough." He did know enough about the Guants to know who they were related to. Salazar Slytherin and Tom Riddle alike. He didn't mind saying the name 'Voldemort' outloud, though he knew a lot of students who still flinched when they spoke of him in class. It was probably because he grew up fearing a monster under the bed, or robbers or whatever in the Muggle world rather than evil wizards.
Christopher could tell his suspicions were about to be confirmed. This would be a long story. He was up for a good story though, he hadn't heard a true one in quite some time. He nodded as she spoke of her father in such a cold way. The same way he spoke of his own mum.
Guants. That one word was all it took to drain the colour out of the boy's face. "Enough." He did know enough about the Guants to know who they were related to. Salazar Slytherin and Tom Riddle alike. He didn't mind saying the name 'Voldemort' outloud, though he knew a lot of students who still flinched when they spoke of him in class. It was probably because he grew up fearing a monster under the bed, or robbers or whatever in the Muggle world rather than evil wizards.
"Well I guess I shouldn't leave you in suspence should I?" She exhaled out slowly then ran her figners through her hair. "My father is a Gaunt meaning...I'm related to the one and only crazy psychopath who tried to destroy this school." Even she had chills the moment she said his name. "Lucky me right?" She scoffed.
"Well I guess I shouldn't leave you in suspence should I?" She exhaled out slowly then ran her figners through her hair. "My father is a Gaunt meaning...I'm related to the one and only crazy psychopath who tried to destroy this school." Even she had chills the moment she said his name. "Lucky me right?" She scoffed.
Elektra seemed furious about her family. Christopher would've been too. Any "person" (he highly doubted that he counted as a person) who killed and destroyed so many people and families would've put him into hatred alone. But being related to one? It made his blood boil just thinking about it. He tried to cheer the girl up, but wasn't really sure what words what make her feel better. He himself was still in shock. "But he's gone now. And you're different. Just because you're related to someone doesn't mean you're as evil." He wondered if anyone else in her family was like that. It'd been nearly a hundred years, but still.
Carter chuckled. "Don't worry. You're secret is safe with me." he said with a smile. Well... relatively safe anyway. He did have quite the big mouth. And he was also a bit of a teaser. But for the most part the secret was safe with him.
"Absolutely. That sounds great." he said agreeing. Exploring a pirate ship sounds like tons of fun. "Do you think there's any old cannons on board?" he asked.
Ehh... who cared that it may not even be a pirate ship. There just had to be something exciting on board.
Kyle did feel reassured that the secret was safe with Carter - after all she didn't know he was a teaser - or a well...you know, big mouthed? If she did she'd probably have smacked her head into the palm of her hand knowing she'd just opened up a BIG can of worms.
"Hmm, I don't know if there are cannons, there probably are" Kyle smiled as she ran her hand over a bit of railing as she climbed further off of the gangplank and onto the deck itself. She could just imagine the feel of the salt air on her skin - it made her want to be on the ocean.
I do hope I don't hurt myself she thought as she looked around. "So - you trying for Quidditch this year?" Kyle asked with a smile. Brushing her hand through her hair as she did so.
As she stepped forward the clumsy girl tripped into a box, knocking herself over it - and luckily not over the edge of the boat.
Standing up, she dusted herself off, and looked around, "I'm fine" she proclaimed to both Caroline and Carter.
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Elektra seemed furious about her family. Christopher would've been too. Any "person" (he highly doubted that he counted as a person) who killed and destroyed so many people and families would've put him into hatred alone. But being related to one? It made his blood boil just thinking about it. He tried to cheer the girl up, but wasn't really sure what words what make her feel better. He himself was still in shock. "But he's gone now. And you're different. Just because you're related to someone doesn't mean you're as evil." He wondered if anyone else in her family was like that. It'd been nearly a hundred years, but still.
She could tell that Chris was trying to cheer her up and he was doing a pretty good job at it. She listened to him and chuckles softly. "Yeah, it has been a long time hasn't it? I guess just the thought of knowing that I'm related to a monster like him just has me on edge a little bit." She rubs her arm then crosses her legs and put her hands on the table leaning foward a little bit and she sighs. "It's the little things in life that tend to bother you."
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