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[Rowan Hunt]

"Boo common sense," I laugh, "Oh yeah, sounds likes a plan."

[[car accident in february I think it was. why I'm stuck in this Godforsaken chair. enough to put anyone off drinking right? lol.]]

[Alexandra Foster]

I laugh. "I'm just a little worried that we won't be able to find enough people with minds to lead the mindless ones... you know of any?"

(( Yeah, I guess....))

[Rowan Hunt]

"Any people with minds...that's a hard one...um...yeah, no idea." I laugh.

[[don't worry. it's cool, well it's not, but i'm okay with it now. learnt my lesson and it's not awkward or anything. have wheelchair races with andy when he's in the hospital. ;D ]]

[Alexandra Foster]

I think hard, head tilted as I stare at the ceiling. "Damn... my friend Chance might work... he has part of a mind. Peter, too, maybe.... The rest of my friends definitely not...."

(( That's good then... who usually wins?))

[Rowan Hunt]

"I think Shell has a mind, she's all Ravenclaw-like, but I can't think of anyone else, I guess." I laugh slightly.

[[he does. i swear he cheats. lol.]]

[Alexandra Foster]

"Hmm... i guess we can't invite as many people as I planned to, since there's only four of us with minds. So that's a maximum of eight... and you're already invited along with Laken and Ariel.... Who else is in dire need of a mind that we want to bring along?"

((How do you cheat in a race? Never mind, I'm going to take you're side 'cause he's a psycho. Cheating bastard.))

[Rowan Hunt]

I think, "Too many people to count...um...Chris get's to come too cos I feel bad for his family and he might be less irritating if he had a mind. And I think Yumi should get to come as well, because she happy dances a lot."

[[lol. I don't know...I'm just a sore loser so he must cheat. I'm gonna sign off for a while now. going to keep pip company cos she's lonely. byee.]]

[Alexandra Foster]

I laugh. "I'll introduce her to Laken... who will probably get distracted by passing butterflies while we search for her mind. Yeah... maybe five's enough. I can handle two of you, and the other three sane ones can lead one person each. When should we issue invitations?" I giggle, thinking that this time I might actually follow through on my plans... maybe not the mind-hunting itself, but the invitations, yes.

((Okay... byes... *waves handkerchief tearily* Say hi to Jacqueline for me.))

[Rowan Hunt]

"As soon as possible!" I laugh, "We need minds! Well, you and the other supervisors don't, I guess. But...yeah...well, I didn't think that statement through."

[[she says 'gah' but she let me back on the pc now. as you can tell.]]

[Alexandra Foster]

I laugh. "Okay... I'll need Yumi and... um, Shell's... full names and houses, so the owls know where to go." I give a fake sigh. "It may be too late for you, of course... coming to the party doesn't guarantee you get a mind."

((Sorry about that... if it really did seem like a horrible name I wouldn't tease her... but as it is I have to. ;D And yeah... I made that deduction somehow.))

[Rowan Hunt]

"Yumi Baker, Hufflepuff and Shelby Crescent, Ravenclaw." I chuckle, then sigh, "Oh dear...oh well, should be fun while it lasts."

[[lol. wow, clever you. very proud. ;D ]]

[Alexandra Foster]

I sigh again as I write down the names on the inside cover of my Transfiguration book.
"We'll have to put someone really sane on your case... or someone I like to drive crazy. Maybe I'll pair you with Chance... twitchy Hufflepuff bloke."

((*takes bow*))

[Rowan Hunt]

I grin, "Sweet! I'll try and not do any lasting damage to his psyche though..." I laugh slightly.

[[lol]]

[Alexandra Foster]

"Poor Chance..." I chuckle. "Hey... you don't... have any objection to muggle-borns, do you?" I ask suddenly.

[Rowan Hunt]

I shake my head quickly, "Of course not. Chris is one."

[Alexandra Foster]

"Oh..." I shake my head in relief. "That could've been problematic. And wait... just him? I thought he was your brother."

[Rowan Hunt]

"Yeah, could have been. Good job I'm not," I smile slightly, "Nah, he was adopted. So, we're not brothers by blood...but, we've been brothers since we were 6 so it counts."

[Alexandra Foster]

I nod. "Family versus relatives."
Then I look down at my books. "So... you don't hate muggleborns... don't seem to think you're better than everyone else. How did you end up... you know."

[Rowan Hunt]

"And he's definitely family," I smile, then my smile falters slightly, and I shrug, looking down at my hands, "Seemed like a good idea. All my friends were joining up, my dad was telling me it was the right thing to do, he's one too, see? And I always said I wouldn't. But, well then, Chris and Logan and Will, they were all involved. And I just...I did too."

[Alexandra Foster]

I look down. Wow... talk about peer pressure.
"Just a little worse than... drinking firewhiskey... or underage apparition, huh?" I ask with a weak laugh.

[Rowan Hunt]

I laugh weakly, "Just a little bit. Regretted it every day since, but there's no way out."

[Alexandra Foster]

I nod. "Can't you... join the Order? Be a spy?" I shrug, knowing that it's his life and that it's probably much safer not to risk being on both sides.

[Rowan Hunt]

I shake my head, "I could, but I doubt I'd be welcome over there. Have some Order blood on my hands."

[Alexandra Foster]

"Ah," I say a little shakily, shivering and unconsciously edging away from him a bit.
You told him that you trust him, I think when I catch myself.
And you can't change your mind?
I shake my head and look away from him, not sure what to think.

[Rowan Hunt]

I look at her a moment, then back at my hands before saying expressionlessly, "I did what I had to."
I knew it wasn't an excuse, but I felt I had to proivde her with some kind of...explanation, although I couldn't quite bring myself too.

[Alexandra Foster]

I bite my lip, then nod, still not looking at him.
"Anything lately?" I ask, in a strangely quivering voice... ashamed and surprised to discover that I'm crying.
Dammit, I think, determined not to do this and biting my lip harder.

[Rowan Hunt]

I shake my head, "No, nothing in the last 5 months at least."
Well done, Rowan. You made her cry. Real smooth.
I wanted to say or do something to comfort her, but knew I couldn't really.

[[have to go bother andy who just got home. byee]]

[Alexandra Foster]

I nod, still looking away while I attempt to dry my eyes with the edge of a sleeve, hoping that he hasn't noticed and not trusting myself to speak.
So he didn't kill Mum then.... I think with a powerful feeling of relief, determined to think about that and not to speculate further about who he might have killed.

((Nooooo! Yeah, I should get off anyway... run over his feet or something for me. ;D ))

[Rowan Hunt]

I look determinedly at my hands, not sure what else to say.
Does it not bother you, Rowan? Women, children, what did they do? What gives you the right to decide who lives and who dies?
I don't decide. He does. I just do what I'm told.

[[lol, i did. but it was by accident...now i can say it was from you. ;D ]]

[Alexandra Foster]

"Sorry," I say quietly after a moment. "I ask too many questions...."
I look over at him now and try to smile.
He told you that he didn't want to, told you there's no way out... told you what he is. You said that you believe him and trust him. Either don't be quite so quick to say that, or uphold it. You believe him and that's it.

(( ;D That's funny.... Hey, guess what? You are now cooler than he is!))