Jumping Off Towers

[Ivy Xin]

She was going to do it.

She was going to jump off.

Yeah, she was going to find the tallest building in Diagon Alley (which was the old, abandoned Illunis Tower). The tower was a familiar sight of the Diagon Alley skyline, but people just forgot about it. From the other end of Diagon Alley, Ivy looked up at the tower and gulped.

It was a foggy, spring night. Hardly anyone was out, except for a few of drunk patrons of the Leaky Cauldrons. It was the best time to go jump off the tower. No one would catch her at all. Ivy flipped her long, beautiful dark hair and proceeded towards the tower.

(Guy Styles, but I'm okay with it being open if Guy is okay with it!)

[Guy Styles]

" G'night Borris. I know, I know... Better keep ya eyes on those teacups. They're going to bite you again. " Guy's words were greeted by a roar of laughter from his adviser and friend. The nineteen year old hung his apron on the peg and waved goodbye to the man. Setting out on his way Guy slipped his snug leather jacket on and slid his hands into his pockets, walking slowly down the road. The air was nice, a bit cold at first but he adjusted nicely once he continued walking. He saw the sign for the Leaky Cauldron and was tempted to stop in for a drink. After a few seconds of contemplation he decided against it. He didn't have that much money as it was and it would be a waste to go and sit in a bar all by himself.

He took a deep breath of the fresh air, closing his eyes to enjoy the moment.

This, apparently, was a very bad idea. A few seconds later he felt himself collide with another something. " Bollocks... " He muttered under his breath as his eyes opened immediately and settled on the person he had ran into. He was surprised to see that a young woman was the victim of his accidental clumsiness. " Sorry, didn't see you there. You alright? " He cocked his head to the side, recognition growing in the back of his mind as he tried to imagine where he had seen this beautiful girl before.

[Ivy Xin]

Ivy stumbled a bit, caught by surprise that someone had the nerve of getting in her way. The thing about the runway was that there was never anything in your way, so it was difficult to fall over. Ivy was clumsier than the average one-legged pirate and as soon as her balance was off-- she began to sway awkwardly until she caught herself.

She glared at the 19-year-old, and scoffed. "Yes, I'm okay..." she said, miffly. "What are you doing out here anyway, aren't you supposed to be in school?" Ivy wanted to jump off the tower tonight, and it seemed that it had to wait for a little bit while she told his boy to scurry off back to school.

[Guy Styles]

' What are you doing out here anyway, aren't you supposed to be in school? ' Guy chuckled, although he was a bit offended by her remark. Did she think he was thirteen years old or something? She didn't even look much older than him and he scoffed just slightly at the comment before putting on a small smile, causing his lip piercings to stick out just slightly.

" Not unless I'd like to be taken in for trespassing. " He lifted his shoulders into a somewhat reluctant shrug. " I don't go to school, I graduated this past June. " He trailed off, falling silent for several short seconds.

When he spoke next his tone was slightly accusing.
" And what of you, wandering the streets late at night? " He raised a pierced brow slightly, trying hard to remember who this person even was. What gave her the right to question him?

[Ivy Xin]

Ivy was taken aback at the boy's tone-- no one had talked to her like that since that time her father found out that she had crashed the Mustang into the neighbor's guest home after a night of intense bridge. She put her hands on her hips and looked away in disgust at his demeanor.

"It's none of your business, now is it?" she said defiantly. "Who are you anyway?" she said, looking back at him with narrowed eyes. It was obvious that this boy was probably a subscriber to PlayWizard or something... (LMAO), perhaps he had seen her on the February spread, when Ivy was named Model of the Year.

What gives him the right to question her?

[Guy Styles]

Guy rolled his eyes and looked off over the girl's shoulder, annoyed already. She certainly was full of herself, and why not be? She had probably never done an honest days work in her life, probably soared on as though the world was hers for the taking. He didn't much like people like her, people who didn't give a damn about others and how they were treating them. Instead of remarking with a sarcastic comment like he felt the need to, he replied with his actual name, " Guy Styles. I work at the shop up the way, " He nodded over his left shoulder, the direction that Weasley's Wizard Wheezes lay.

" You mightn't want to be wandering around late at night is all. " He shrugged his shoulders, feeling now as though he didn't much give a rats rear end what happened to the annoying female. Part of him did, though, because he felt it his duty as a man, even an aggravated one, to warn the woman. No good would come of it, he knew, but he figured it was worth a shot.

" Who are you? " He finally asked, voicing the curiosity that had filled him for the last minute or so.

[Ivy Xin]

"Lovely meeting you, Guy." She sighed, "I'm Ivy Xin." she said, curtly. "And if you really must know--I'm going to jump off the Illunis Tower." she said as if it was as normal as buttering toast. She flipped back her hair again, and pointed at the tower.

"Today is the perfect night for it." she said, anxious to just get it over with. Maybe it would be a good idea to have someone go with her... he was right-- it wasn't exactly safe to wander around late at Hogsmeade when there were a bunch of drunk wizards running around. Ivy was an attractive female-- and she shuddered thinking about what could happen to her. "Alright-- you should go with me." she said, grabbing his arm and proceeded to walk towards the tower. "We can jump together," she nodded.

She didn't even know this Guy, but she was pretty sure she could take him if he wanted to attack her... Besides, it was always better to travel in pairs.

[Guy Styles]

' Lovely meeting you, Guy. ' He had to try very hard not to roll his eyes at this comment, although his lips did curl up into a small smile as he tried to contain his laughter. So this was Ivy Xin? Interesting. Her face was everywhere these days in both the muggle and the wizarding worlds alike. He wondered what she was doing hanging around Diagon with the ' little people. ' He didn't have to wait long for an answer to this query, though.

Once she had finished telling him about jumping off, and the night was right, and even inviting him along, he just stared at her. " You want to jump off Illunis, the tallest building in Diagon? " His tone clearly described his bewildered thoughts. Why would she want to do that?

" With a broomstick? " He allowed himself to be tugged along by the woman, knowing he could easily overpower her but not wanting to hurt her.

[Ivy Xin]

"The thrill, of course!" Ivy said, looking at Guy as if it were obvious. She noticed his piercings, and immediately stereotyped him as sk8terboi. "I would think someone like you would've understood that," she said as dodged a few puddles, dragging him along with her.

What was up with all these men just letting Ivy do whatever she'd like with them? (don't be dirty.) "Why would we use a broomstick? That's sooo safe," she laughed, a bit madly. "No-- we're just going to jump, and hope that our cushioning charm works fast enough before we hit the ground!"

It had been forever since Ivy had a thrill-- the last time she had done anything like this was learning to play Quidditch-- and that was three years ago! "You have your wand with you, right?" she said. "I'm not really that good at cushioning charms..."

Maybe she hadn't thought this through enough.

"So Guy-- what do you do for a living? If you aren't a student, like I thought you were?"

[Guy Styles]

Guy rolled his eyes at the comment, although in a way he did kind of get it. While he preferred the thrill of a new piercing or nailing a board trick or even getting a particularly difficult song down on the drums, he wasn't so sure about this. He wasn't so sure about this, but Ivy seemed to be just dragging him along. Plus, she was kindof crazy.

He wondered if all models were like this, or just her. It was hard to tell, he'd never met a model before now. " Yeah, fine, I'll go along with it. " He grumbled, finally tugging back his own arm away from the woman's hold. She was a bit controlling, no doubt. ' ... and hope that our cushioning charm works fast enough before we hit the ground! ' He looked back at her, hoping she would be a little more secure than to just hope that the cushioning charm would work.

" Yeah, I have my wand... Maybe I should get this one. " He said this with a slight smile, trusting his own skill at charm work more than hers. He patted the pocket of his jacket, double checking that he hadn't forgotten his wand at work, a mistake he had accidentally made before.

He looked up as she asked her question, surprised she was taking an interest in him. Or at least pretending to anyway. Either way he replied, " Well I'm a musician by trade. But that hasn't really panned out how I've wanted it to, so I work at the Weasley place up the way. " He already knew what Ivy did for a living, so he didn't bother asking what her profession was. He did, however, feel the need to ask something in return. " So how long have you been a model? "