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Post by Ian Hunt on May 20, 2007 14:42:12 GMT
I sat down in the shade of the castle, leaning up against a stone wall.
This place was a lot nicer than some of the other schools I'd been to.
But none-the-less, I could think of several other places I'd rather be.
I'd give it a couple of months here, then probably move on.
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Post by Shelby Chou on May 20, 2007 17:45:45 GMT
"Hey Ian!" I say as I drop all my books down in the shade. "So, what are you thinking about?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 20, 2007 17:46:48 GMT
"Hey Shell." I smile. "I was just thinking about where I'm going to go next."
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Post by Shelby Chou on May 20, 2007 17:48:29 GMT
"You're already gonna leave? You just got here...did I offend you at the dance, is that why you're leaving?" I ask sarcastically and half smile.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 20, 2007 17:50:56 GMT
"Of course not. I just can't stay in one place for too long. And I'm not leacing just yet. Give it a while. Then I'll be on my way." I smile slightly. "So what are you doing out here?"
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Post by Shelby Chou on May 20, 2007 17:52:42 GMT
"Well, as you know, I'm a bookworm. So, what do most bookworms do on a Saturday? They study..." I laugh as I reach for my Dark Arts book. "I've never been good at this class..." I say.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 20, 2007 17:54:06 GMT
"Now, DADA is something I can do." I say, looking at her book. "Well, mostly the dark arts part, not the defence, but my point remains. You want some help?"
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Post by Shelby Chou on May 20, 2007 17:55:50 GMT
"Sure, I need all the help I can get in this..." I sit closer to Ian so he can see my book.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 20, 2007 17:56:58 GMT
"Oka, so what are we trying to get the hang of?" I ask, putting my head next to hers so I could see the page clearer.
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Post by Shelby Chou on May 20, 2007 18:01:44 GMT
"Well, I can't seem to remember the life cycle of a werewolf...I'm sorta behind a bit..." I laugh.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 20, 2007 18:04:34 GMT
"The life cycle of a werewolf? Do you mean the lunar cycle? Transformations and effects?" I smile.
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Post by Shelby Chou on May 20, 2007 18:06:01 GMT
"See, I told you I'm not good at this class." I half smile.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 20, 2007 18:07:55 GMT
"I'm not particularly good at this side of it. More the practical, quite experience if I may say so myself. But I can give theory a shot." I smile, turning the page in the book and looking for something about lunar cycles.
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Post by Shelby Chou on May 20, 2007 18:09:17 GMT
"Ugh...I'm so tired...I've been trying to find a quiet place all day." I say resting my head on the wall.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 20, 2007 18:14:07 GMT
"Why are you tired? Not sleep much last night?"
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Post by Shelby Chou on May 20, 2007 18:17:48 GMT
"No, I told you, I"ve been trying to study all day..." I laugh.
occ- I gotta go my mom's yelling at me to clean my room...sorry!!!
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 20, 2007 18:21:47 GMT
"Oh sorry, brain malfunction." I chuckle.
OOC - Okay, bye. Will you be back later?
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Post by Shelby Chou on May 20, 2007 18:22:44 GMT
I laugh.
occ- not today...maybe tomorrow or wed..i have graduation things to do...
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 20, 2007 18:23:30 GMT
"Oh? You laughing at me?" I say, trying to put a threatening face on, but not quite managing.
OOC - Okay. Well, bye.
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Post by Shelby Chou on May 21, 2007 20:42:51 GMT
I continue to laugh at Ian. "Trying to act all tough now huh?" I look down at my book. "So, let's see..." I flip through the pages..."Does the person have the decision whether or not to change into a werewolf?" I ask.
occ- what time are you usually on?
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 23, 2007 17:50:10 GMT
"I am tough. I'm the toughest bloody guy you've ever met." I half-laugh, then look back at the book. "No, a werewolf has no choice. An animagus elects to change. A werewolf doesn't. They have to full moon, but they can't at any other time."
OOC - Whenever I can be. Normally about 5 to 6, maybe? English time.
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Post by Shelby Chou on May 23, 2007 19:12:42 GMT
"I never want to be a werewolf then..." I say. "Do you mind if I put my head on your shoulder, the wall isn't comfortable at all..."
occ-England time...hmm...ok then.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 24, 2007 16:11:20 GMT
"No, I don't mind." I shrug. "And no, I don't suppose being a werewolf is particularly enviable."
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Post by Shelby Chou on May 24, 2007 21:46:33 GMT
"Okay then." I lay my head on his shoulder, and put the book on his lap. "So, can I ask you something? Why are you to yourself so much, what happened in your past?" I ask nervously. "If you don't mind, I was only curious..."
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 25, 2007 15:55:59 GMT
I stiffen.
Well, so much for starting a new.
I guess I just couldn't do it.
Start again and move on.
Not as well as I thought anyway.
I take the lighter out of my pocket, handing it to her wordlessly, face up so the initials 'E.R' were clearly visible.
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Post by Shelby Chou on May 25, 2007 19:33:49 GMT
"E.R." I say, moving from his shoulder. "Is this your father's? I ask. "You don't have to explain anything you don't want, I have a past I keep to myself too..." I hand him the lighter back and lay my head back on his shoulder.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 26, 2007 18:06:59 GMT
"It wasn't my fathers. My father hung himself two days before I was born. My mother killed herself a month after I was born. I was adopted when I was 6 and I left them when I was 11. I've never much cared for family." I shrug. "This belonged to a girl named Erin. Erin Row. E.R." I add quietly.
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Post by Shelby Chou on May 26, 2007 18:11:18 GMT
"Oh, I see..." I whisper. "Well, my story isn't as bad as yours." I sigh.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 26, 2007 18:11:48 GMT
"So what is it?" I ask.
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Post by Shelby Chou on May 26, 2007 18:16:12 GMT
"Well, I when I was born, my mother died during birth...so my father and my two older sisters raised me, but my dad...he used to abuse me constantly. So, now he's currently in a muggle jail, he got carried away once..." I stop and think of my scar on my back. "Before I came to hogwarts I lived with my older sister Leslie." I explain quietly.
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