Tristan Howard
Ministry of Magic
Auror-in-Training Wizard
Why So Serious??
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Post by Tristan Howard on Jun 18, 2008 21:44:00 GMT -5
January 9, 2009 2:11 P.M. In the Library
Walking slowly inside the library where he has been mostly for the last 6 weeks. His mood, and his attitude was changing at the point where he needed to find out what he was looking for. Walking around mysteriously, he picked up a few books. Looking inside of them, and reading. He couldn't bear it. Then he started to say something.
"There is no hate, only joy, for you are beloved by the goddess, hero of the dawn, healer of worlds"
He then pulled a little red book from his pocket and opened it up and started to read. It was the same little book he had been reading for quite awhile. He then heard footsteps coming his way. Unaware who it was, he still kept reading
((OPEN!))
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Jun 19, 2008 7:43:56 GMT -5
It was just because of January. Or that's what she kept telling herself. Felicity Hjort hadn't been feeling well since the holidays, but she kept trying to convince herself it was only due to January rapidly approaching and not because she was becoming ill like so many others. She hadn't formed any bumps that she was aware of, something she'd discovered in a book about dragon pox, but she was feeling awfully itchy. The itchiness, she was sure, was only mental because she knew the symptoms of the dragon pox, it wasn't because of illness, or she hoped not at least.
In the library, once more, Felicity was hiding out, trying to keep her mind occupied on anything other than the quickly approaching return of January 13, when the faceless figures came into the school. The date had been memorized in her mind, as was the date of what happened with her and Celina. Felicity hadn't spoken to anyone about her jumpiness, nerves, sudden peculiar behaviour again, she just kept rushing from spot to spot, ignoring a number of others, kept to herself, and she hid in the library away from most contact with people.
The young blonde was looking for something to read. Having gone through a number of the library's available books on magical creatures that had caught her interest she needed something knew to look up. California was done, crushes were done, magical creatures for the most part were done, and a number of other things she'd been researching were over with. Now she just needed a book to keep her occupied throughout all of January, and perhaps some of February as well.
With her body facing the shelves, Felicity shuffled through aisle after aisle, unaware of anyone else though she could feel other presences in the area, not to mention see their blurred outlines as she tried not to focus on them at all. However, with her mind trying to focus on the books, not the people, and her body turned toward the shelves, when she rounded a corner and started down that aisle, she didn't realize her fellow Gryffindor Prefect was only a bit away from her, and he was only another she'd been trying to avoid, actually, she was trying to avoid everyone...
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Tristan Howard
Ministry of Magic
Auror-in-Training Wizard
Why So Serious??
Posts: 1,520
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Post by Tristan Howard on Jun 22, 2008 3:32:31 GMT -5
He looked over to see a figure, that looked much like Felicity, by the hair. He snickered.
βFor you it becomes quite not usual to lose your dreams and pride. The Goddess herself has already let go of the arrow from her bow.β he said.
"The honor arises, Felicity. What exactly are you doing?" he asked as he lowered his book. Though his confusing sentence may of confused her, but he was simply asking why she looked like she was trying to avoid him? Maybe not avoiding, but just like... just wanting no attention or anyone talking to her. Though, this is the only time he saw her in the daylight without Drew.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Jun 22, 2008 12:03:06 GMT -5
The voice that rang out well enough reached her ears and made the poor blonde jump nearly out of her skin. With as enthralled in the books as she was, she hadn't known another was so close by, and especially not one that would speak to her. Then again, a lot of people spoke to her, even if it was just in passing and most were in Drew's year, not even her own.
But what was said startled her the most.
Turning her light brown eyes onto the other student, Felicity just stared at Tristan for a moment, completely clueless to what he'd said before the honor arising. Goddess? Dreams? Arrows? What was Tristan talking about?
"Hi Tristan..." she trailed off, letting her eyes linger for a moment on the book in his hands. "I was just looking for something to read, to pass the time, you know?" she said in a questionable tone. Something to pass the time and make her forget about what happened nearly one year prior. "What are you doing?"
Well, he was in the library, had a book in his hands, and she figured she knew the answer all ready but felt the need to ask anyway.
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Tristan Howard
Ministry of Magic
Auror-in-Training Wizard
Why So Serious??
Posts: 1,520
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Post by Tristan Howard on Jun 23, 2008 15:48:18 GMT -5
He looked at her in a serious way, and grunted. Then going back to a nice facial expression.
"Clearing my thoughts," he answered.
He then closed the book, then turning around to face the window. The sun shining meant something to him. Looking at all the things that were around him. He couldn't bear it in him. He then shook his head.
βWhen will the beasts of this world bring their fight to an end? From the dark sky, the Goddess comes whirling down. The door to the light opens to happiness, together with the gift of the Goddess.β he said.
He turned around to Felicity slowly and pulled out the little red book.
"Do you know of this book?" he asked. His sentences was probably making Felicity confused.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Jun 23, 2008 18:51:55 GMT -5
Giving the boy a strange look, Felicity thought it was odd that in answer to her question he told her he was clearing his thoughts. Strange indeed, in her opinion at least. Turning her attention and focus back the shelf before her, she wondered if she'd be able to slip away without needing to hold too much of a conversation. It wasn't that Felicity didn't like Tristan, just the opposite, she thought he was a really nice boy, but she wasn't interested in conversing, not with anyone.
Again, she heard his voice, but not speaking to her. Taking a furtive glance, she wondered what he was on about. Obviously reading, but what?
"No," she told him, shaking her head and making the blonde locks sway. "What is it?"
She was curious, but she hadn't ever seen the book before, not even lying around the common room.
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Tristan Howard
Ministry of Magic
Auror-in-Training Wizard
Why So Serious??
Posts: 1,520
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Post by Tristan Howard on Jun 24, 2008 0:08:44 GMT -5
"No," she told him, shaking her head and making the blonde locks sway. "What is it?" " The honor of knowing this play, is yet a mystery to anyone else. Choose the people cautiously. It may end your fate," he said reciting another line. "It's called LOVELESS and it dwells many things inside the little play. Your best bet to learn it one day, Fel," he said. First time he ever shorten her name and called her that. Wasn't knowing if she liked to be called that. But he didn't mind it, and she did, he would of apologize. Probably. He then turned around back to her. "Are you trying to get your mind off of something?" he asked spontaneously.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Jun 25, 2008 20:34:23 GMT -5
Furrowing her eyebrows, Felicity had no idea what he was going on about. A play? Mystery? She wondered if it was something he'd be willing to allow her to borrow and read sometime. The things he was saying sounded so odd, but she had no idea what he was talking about.
Wrinkling her freckled nose when he shortened her name, she didn't say anything, but her face said it all. The blonde had never heard someone shorten her name like that, she was used to Lissy, what her name was shortened to for her nephews and nieces when they couldn't say her name properly. She liked Lissy, but she wasn't sure about Fel, but she could probably get used to it.
When she went to take a step closer to him and look at the book in his hands, Tristan turned away from her and a look of concern crossed her face. She didn't know why but she brushed it off. At least, until he asked if there was something she was trying to lose from her mind.
"Well..." she trailed off, not sure what to think. "I guess so, I mean, there's a few things, but...I don't know." What did she know? Tristan was really nice, but she didn't know if she knew him well enough to burden with everything.
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