Nothing More, Nothing Less, Nothing Gained

[seanna]

Strictly paper business, that's all it was, nothing more, nothing less, or nothing gained, depending on how you look at it. Suddenly, Seanna was undecided on doing this paper thing, she had to follow the students around, so of course she had ask this particular student where she should meet him to be followed around. It was nearing on dusk, the sky settling into a dark purple color as Seanna made her way through Diagon Alley and into Knockturn Alley. Seanna had to wonder why she even said yes to this particular place for the interview to be hold, after what happened the last time she had wandered Diagon Alley at night time, Seanna should know better, it wasn't safe out here in the magical street's of London.

Letting out a nervous sigh, Seanna pulled her black cardigan around her tighter, her outfit for the night was all black, she didn't want to be spotted, it was better to blend into the dark then stand out in it. Walking quickly, Seanna nearly jogged to the place where her candidate for her first article would be waiting for her... or Seanna hoped he would be waiting for her. The only thing was, Seanna hadn't never been to this place before and while she had heard of it, she couldn't find it, well, maybe the truth was was that she didn't want to find it and wanted to go back to the castle and curl up in front of the fire in the common room. While that thought had entered her mind, it was then Seanna's eye's seeked out a sign that said Wicked Time's.

Not knowing whether or not to knock, Seanna chose the latter and opened the door. Seanna stepped inside and pulled her cardigan tighter around her, the door banged behind her and Seanna jumped, she just hoped that Nic was here and it wasn't all a set up made by that Diablo girl who Seanna had found out was the owner of this club. "Nic?" Seanna cautiously asked out loud, Seanna just hoped that she hadn't made a mistake by saying yes to this place for the interview.

(closed)

[Nicolae Torque]

Nic was nowhere to be seen. The room was pitch black and seemed empty closed, which was a bit odd as Wicked Times opened at dusk. When Seanna's eyes should have adjusted to the dark Reina walked up seemingly out of the dark straight to Seanna.

"You must be Seanna?" Reina briefly remembered the Hufflepuff. She wasn't anything that Reina would remember, but she indicated the girl to follow her and led her to the middle of the dance floor. As soon as Reina's foot hit the floor a spotlight in green and yellow landed on a small cozy table for table. The table cover was black and on it sat one vase with a yellow rose and green rose sitting in it. "Sit!"

Reina turned and walked away without waiting for the girl. Nicolae owed her big time for her shutting down her club til midnight or when they left which ever came sooner. She looked around to make sure everything was in place before going to her darkened office in the club.

{With permission to god-mode Reina.}

[seanna]

Seanna was hoping she was someone else, actually. "Yeah, I'm Sea--" Seanna was just about to say before the Diablo girl made notion for her to follow and Seanna obeyed, her eyes narrowing sightly when she saw the yellow and green roses on a small table that was meant for two. "Wait a sec--" Seanna tried to say to Reina that this table wasn't obviously meant for her, she only came for an interview to gain insight into Nic's life, but Reina had left and scurried away back into the darkness. Sitting down, Seanna frowned and placed her small backpack on the table, opening it up and getting her clipboard and quill ready.

All the while her brain was sending her warning signs. Big, neon signs that kept flashing in front of her face, alarm bells were ringing in her ears and the constant muttering of this isn't right, this isn't right, kept flashing throughout her mind. Seanna suddenly felt nervous and she hoped her instinct's were wrong on this one and Nic just wanted to make things look pretty for his interview, or being followed. Yes, Seanna hoped that was the reason for this table and nothing less, so much for her nothing more, nothing gained theory.

[Nicolae Torque]

Nic snapped an a light appeared on him. His head was bowed down at the focus and he slowly raised his head til his eyes landed on Seanna who was looking distressed. Nic laughed to himself. The DJ started playing some romantic music as Nic slowly walked to Seanna. He held one hand out to her for a dance, but before she could shoot him down Nic started laughing. "My B, but you looked your scuuured." Nic nodded at the ghost on the turn tables and he immediately started playin something with a bit more rhythm and beat. A mix between reggaeton and hip hop.

"Naw, girly I just thought it would be funny. I knows I's just ya friend. So don't go gettin all scured on me. So," Nic plopped down in the chair where a waiter came by and set down a plate of soul food complete with chicken, collard greens, macaroni and cheese, and buttered greenbeans in front of Seanna and Nicolae. "I thought I would let ya know da real me. So dis is what I eat back home." Nic started diggin in.

[seanna]

"It's okay" Whatever Nic threw at her, she could handle it. Seanna just thought that she was here to follow Nic around, not have sit down meal with him... but the food did look really good and Seanna was still hungry, having skipped dinner to make her way to Knockturn Alley.

Picking up her fork, Seanna tried some of the Chicken and Macaroni and Cheese. "Ish goof" Seanna had temporarily forgotten her manners and spoke with her mouth full. Swallowing, she gave Nic a shy smile, before she placed her fork down and picked up her quill instead. "I meant to say, it's good, I didn't realize this place served meals as well" Seanna wrote down her first impressions of the place and also of the food as well, noting that Nic ate this back home.

"Later on though, I do have to follow you around to get an idea on your favorite hang outs and such, but that can be later on, but what I what to know is, where exactly is home for you?" Seanna asked, realizing that she didn't know much about Nic and where he was from. "I mean, when your not at Hogwarts"

[Nicolae Torque]

{Sorry. I don't know why I didn't notice this thread}

Nic smiled at Seanna glad she liked the home cooked meal. "They don't. I know Reina from back in da day and I owe her a few favors for this elaborate dat...outing." Nic quickly bit into some chicken to hide his slip up. "Well, uh back home is south side chi town. That's chicago. I grew up on the south side near Fernwood Elementary. Not da projects, but pretty damn close to dem."

Nic took another bite hoping that his description of back home was good enough. He didn't want to talk about his past since it would more likely scare her off. If she was pissed at Mike imagine how she'll feel knowing he had a criminal record.

[seanna]

Cutting up some more chicken and then adding some greenbeans to her fork, Seanna put them into her mouth and scrunched up her nose her a bit at the greenbeans. Seanna wasn't a big fan of greenbeans, but the chicken was still good, so she didn't feel the need to write about her impressions about the beans.

Having traveled around a lot as a child with her parent's, Seanna vaguely remembered stopping at Chicago for something her parent's needed to pick up, but they had only stopped for the night, the morning after they had all ready returned back to Milan. "I've been there... once" Seanna told Nic, "It seems like a nice place to live in, but what do you mean by the projects?" As much as Seanna had been there, she was still clueless to a lot of places, and she had never heard about these projects before.

"And don't worry, I won't put this in my article" Seanna assured Nic, this was more of her trying to get to know him a little bit better and her article was more to know where Nic went. "I just need to know where you go for my article, that's all, this'll stay between us."

[Nicolae Torque]

Nic nodded though she was a reporter and they were known for their stories right. "Yeah Chi-town is nice...up in da city. Da projects is da ghetto, da hood, where 99% of da neighborhood is either black or hispanic and ya parents wouldn't let a pretty thang like you anywhere near me. Who am I kidding I grew up in da hood. I'm from da dirrrty dirrrty south and I turned out cool." Nic tried not to make his words sound sharp, but he knew there was a little bite to them.

Nic took a deep breath and ate a bit more of his chickent. He loved buttered greenbeans and he liked them a bit crispy just like these. He bit into a nice crispy one as he gained his composure. "What cha mean where I'm going for ya article?"

[seanna]

"You mean you're one of those bad boys like You-know-who's follower's were?" Seanna was having trouble following Nic's words. The ghetto, the hood, the dirty south, to Seanna those words were foreign to her, but she had figured that they meant that Nic was bad before he came to Hogwarts.

Pushing the greenbeans aside, Seanna put some Macaroni and cheese on her fork and took a bite. "Ife meaft thaft I'fe hafeta fallow ya arounf" Seanna swallowed the mac and cheese and smiled sheepishly at Nic. "I mean, that I have to follow you around where ever you go after this meal" Wait, that wasn't exactly right, that sounded like where ever Nic went, Seanna must follow him. "I mean, for my article, you need to show me where you hang out" That was better, that wasn't saying that Seanna had to follow Nic around, that was more saying that Nic could show Seanna where he hanged out, if he wanted too...