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Post by Nathan Dawson on Sept 29, 2007 20:26:39 GMT
Nathan lay on his back on a bench in the middle of a park in London. He'd slowly been amassing an army of pigeons around him, by throwing bread onto the floor next to his bench occasionally. He'd been formulating a plan now for the past half hour he'd been lying there. He'd reel in an army of pigeons, train them up and set them on people he didn't like. It'd be a great call to laugh manically and say 'Fly, my pretties, fly, fly.' He snorted with laughter at the thought. "God, I need a social life," He mumbled to himself after a moment before shrugging and throwing more bread onto the pavement, "That's right, flock my lovelies, flock, flock," he grinned evilly to himself under his breath.
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Post by Annabell Daniels on Sept 29, 2007 20:29:36 GMT
"Wow mommy look pigeons!" Rosaline giggled and ran to the pigeons making hem all fly away. "Rosaline come here!" I told her sternly. "I'm Rosaline," She declared to a guy that was sitting on a bench.
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Post by Nathan Dawson on Sept 29, 2007 20:34:12 GMT
"MY PIGEONS!" He exclaimed, laughing, then turned and grinned at the little girl, "Heya Rosaline. That's a pretty name. Me dear old Mum's name is Rose. I'm Nathan though. Call me Natty if you want."
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Post by Annabell Daniels on Sept 29, 2007 20:37:19 GMT
Rosaline giggled,"Nice to meet you Mr. Natty," she smiled. "Rosaline what are you doing?" I ask her finally getting to where she was. "You run way to fast," I laugh trying to catch my breath. "I- I'm Annabell, Rosalines mum," I say to Nathan and sit down on the bench by him.
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Post by Nathan Dawson on Sept 29, 2007 20:39:45 GMT
"Lovely to meet you too," He grinned then smiled up at Annabell. "Ah, must be. Could see the resemblance," he smiled.
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Post by Annabell Daniels on Sept 29, 2007 20:41:36 GMT
"Really? She looks more like her father to me." I smile. "Do you go to Hogwarts?"
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Post by Nathan Dawson on Sept 29, 2007 20:43:24 GMT
"Ah, well, she looks like you too, I think," He smiled, "Er...Hogwarts. No. Used to. Graduated..." He paused counting in his head, "4 or 5 years ago, now. You?"
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Post by Annabell Daniels on Sept 29, 2007 20:49:26 GMT
"Graduated Slytherin." I state proudly. "I graduated about three years ago," I smile. "I just moved back here about 4 weeks ago." I tell him as Rosaline pulled Oreo out of her pocket. "I never know if you bring the cat with you or not," I laugh. "She always takes the kitten everywhere."
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Post by Nathan Dawson on Sept 29, 2007 20:52:12 GMT
"Graduated Gryffindor," He grinned just as proudly back, "Yeah, just back a few days ago meself. Came back to see family, that and I got made redundant in the field and got given a desk job instead," He grimaced. He laughed, "Aw, that's a very nice kitten Rosaline, what's it's name?"
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Post by Annabell Daniels on Sept 29, 2007 21:00:44 GMT
"His names Oreo," She grins. "Hes really cute. You wanna hold him?" She asked Nathan. "A desk job isn't so bad," I reassure him. "I don't have a job at all yet," I laugh.
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Post by Nathan Dawson on Sept 29, 2007 21:02:21 GMT
"Ah, okay, I'll hold him," He grinned. "It's bad for me. I can't sit still," He chuckled, "And you'll find one. It's a sure bet."
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Post by Annabell Daniels on Sept 29, 2007 21:07:43 GMT
Rosaline smiled and hadned him the kitten. "I picked out the collar myself!" she giggled, pointing at the pink collar around Oreo's neck. "I'm supposed to be getting moved in to my friends house soon so I can't really look for one right now though. And my mum is going to block me from the vault at Gringotts. Which is bad for me because Rosaline loves to spend money," I laugh.
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Post by Nathan Dawson on Sept 29, 2007 21:12:05 GMT
"Good eye," He grinned at Rosaline, taking the kitten from her, "You've got style." "I live with my cousins sadly enough," He laughed, "You a big spender, Rosaline?"
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Post by Annabell Daniels on Sept 29, 2007 21:15:45 GMT
Rosaline grinned. "Thank yous. Mommy buys me kitty books and quidditch stuff all the time," She giggles. "Quidditch stuff, kitty books, candy, and that kitten right there," I laugh.
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Post by Nathan Dawson on Sept 29, 2007 21:19:49 GMT
"Spoiled rotten," He joked, "Every parents incentive to dote on their child." He put the kitten on the bench and let him walk along back to Rosaline.
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Post by Annabell Daniels on Sept 29, 2007 21:21:14 GMT
"Okay now say it in english please?" I laugh slightly. "I wasn't in Ravenclaw. So big words confuse me." I say watching Oreo walk back to Rosaline.
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Post by Nathan Dawson on Sept 29, 2007 21:22:34 GMT
He laughed, "Sorry. No idea where these big words come from. Never used to know 'em. I just meant it's every parent's job to spoil their kid rotten."
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Post by Annabell Daniels on Sept 29, 2007 21:26:31 GMT
"Ohhhh, it might be our job to spoil them but apparently its kids job to make us broke." I laugh. "Do you have any?"
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Post by Nathan Dawson on Sept 29, 2007 21:31:38 GMT
He pulled a face, "No way. Love kids but not for me. Too irresponsible." He chuckled.
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Post by Annabell Daniels on Sept 29, 2007 21:34:24 GMT
I laughed, "I had just finished school when I had her. I'm glad that I had her but I always wonder if I hadn't of, what would have happend." I say smiling, as Rosaline sat on the ground and played with Oreo.
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Post by Nathan Dawson on Sept 29, 2007 21:42:10 GMT
"Like me cousin, she's still in school. And her and her boyfriend were having a baby. Kind of not anymore, but they were. I don't see how people can have kids so young," He smiled bemusedly, "But I guess, it'd be very hard to regret having her."
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Post by Annabell Daniels on Sept 30, 2007 0:39:26 GMT
"Did she have a misscariage(sp?)?" I ask him talking about his cousin.
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Post by Nathan Dawson on Sept 30, 2007 11:05:06 GMT
"Oh, yeah. Miscarriage. They're both really cut up about it. But neither of them will admit it, sad really," He muttered, "And MJ went to pieces, heroin overdose and everything. She says it's not cos of the baby though, but we reckon it was, and she's covered in bruises and all. Charlie-doodle reckons the boyfriend had something to do with it but that's just cos he doesn't like the guy. Jack says he fell apart when he told him what MJ did so he reckons innocent until proven guilty. It's all a bit messed up at the moment."
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Post by Annabell Daniels on Sept 30, 2007 17:35:10 GMT
I grimace, "I could never imagine having a misscariage." I say quietly. "I'm pretty sure her having bruises does have to do with the boyfriend. How else would she get all those bruises? I know Jack, Jack Tucker?" I ask him with a slight smile.
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Post by Nathan Dawson on Oct 1, 2007 15:33:48 GMT
"Nah, me neither. Gotta be awful. Like when Charlie-doodle had his kid carved up by death eaters, that was sick," He supressed a slight shudder, "Well, I don't know. I've never met the guy. Charlie really hates him though. Jack says he's alright. MJ loves him to bits. Can't really say until I meet him," He shrugged, "JackJack...MadJackJack...yeah, that's him."
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Post by Annabell Daniels on Oct 1, 2007 20:02:39 GMT
"Death eaters? That is just...." I shake my head. "Wrong? I can't find a word for it," I tell him. "And yeah that Jack." I smile.
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Post by Nathan Dawson on Oct 2, 2007 15:55:32 GMT
"There really isn't a word for it. It's just...foul." He nodded. Filthy hypocrite. Look at yourself. The voice in his head the really disliked him murmured but he drowned it out. "JackJack the mildy mad but shiny," He laughed, "My spackish cousin who carries around cigarette's but never smokes. Yeah, sorry you had to meet him. We tried keeping him locked in a cage but he broke out and went socialising anyway."
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Post by Annabell Daniels on Oct 2, 2007 23:44:39 GMT
"Yeah I guess thats why he was going through the fridge. And also talking about his cousin who spit in his sandwhich," I laugh.
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Post by Nathan Dawson on Oct 3, 2007 9:08:13 GMT
"Ah, yes, that'd make sense," He laughed, "Yeah, Charlie spits in his food. He's just upset that we figured out he's gay."
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Post by Annabell Daniels on Oct 5, 2007 20:32:08 GMT
I laugh, "Oh really? I'll have to ask him about that," I grin.
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