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noodles · 03-18-2008, 01:42 AM

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When Nathan said she was rubbish at lying, Angelina sighed. “Okaayy Mister.” She started. “.. so I don’t have non working moments.” She said quickly while she bit her lower lip.
She couldn’t be that bad at lying.
Erm.. maybe she was.
And yes, he was right, they were very different.

“Mista?” Nathan chuckled. His ex used to affectionately call him ‘Mista’ – usually when she wanted something. And Nathan, being the gullible sap that he is, almost always gave in. The pet name coming from this relative stranger sounded very odd to Nathan. He stopped laughing and looked at Angelina – why did she have to be so serious about everything? I suppose he had just told the woman what a rubbish liar she is.

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“Well, I've learned how to love work.” She said.

Trying to get information out of Angelina was a little like trying to get blood out of a stone. “You don’t have any hobbies? Play an instrument? Collect stamps or bottle tops or …or anything?” He knew he was probably out of line. He only wanted her to let her guard down and relax. For her to realise that Nathan was not a threat. His weakness for the human psyche was a burden to him sometimes – he felt the need to understand people. And when he couldn't he got frustrated - more with himself than anyone else.

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Angelina slightly raised an eyebrow when she noticed the man looking at his watch.
Ironic.
She could look at her watch while other people where talking to her, but she couldn’t bare to see other people looking at their watches.
Angelina smiled while she heard him talking . “Well, my little sister is younger than yours. She is 10.” She told him. “My parents say that Hogwarts is a possibility for her to study.. but they are also thinking about Beauxbatons.”

Nathan smiled. “My little sis is certainly happy at Hogwarts. And I’m sure Beauxbatons is just as good. It has an excellent reputation.” He replied. “Did you go to Hogwarts?” he asked, taking a sip of his drink.

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Angelina pressed her lips against each other.
She didn’t mean to say that. It always just escaped out of her mouth when someone asked it.
Crap.
“No. I don’t.” she told him while she looked him back in the eyes. “I don’t have anything against muggles.. they are just .. a little weird.”
Or maybe she was the weird one.
But one thing was true, she didn’t think that about muggles.
“Muggles are.. funny.. and ingenious.” She said with a nod. “

He smirked as Angelina said muggles were weird and nodded when she commented on them being funny and ingenious. It was all true. “They’ve done amazing things in technology, medicine, and muggle literature is in a different league to ours… so is their music.” He nodded in agreement. “You should try and go an entire week without using magic – see how you get on.” he said with a wink and a chuckle. THAT, he would like to see.

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When I lived those two months with my friend, those were the weirdest days of my life. You know that machine.. erm.. when you put clothes into it they came out clean after a while? ”
What was the name of it?
Clean machine?
“ I almost blew that thing up.”
Wait, she could blew that machine up couldn't she?
She was trying to turn this heavy conversation in a more lighter one.
And honestly, she really didn’t know very well how to do that.
She was used to have always serious conversations.

He raised his eyebrows, “You mean a washing machine?” he laughed when she said she almost blew the thing up. Why wizards seemed to have such problems operating muggle appliances was a mystery to Nathan. They could brew potions to heal all kinds of aliments; transfigure elephants into tiny rodents; and yet they couldn’t work out how to turn a knob on a washing machine without almost blowing the thing up!

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Angelina raised an eyebrow.
That was pretty close to be the stupidest thing she had ever heard.
“Let me see if I get it right.” She said. “You father doesn’t speak to you because you live in the muggle world?”
He had just said that.
Pretty smart Ange . You are pretty smart.
“Well, I don’t think that is very logical..” she told him honestly. "I think there is no necessity to ask what are your father opinion about muggles."

Nathan groaned inwardly. There was a lot more to it than just that! But did he feel comfortable talking about it with this young woman? No. He did not. He drained his drink before placing his empty glass on the table and meeting Angelina’s eyes. “If you ever met him you would know what I was on about. My father believes in ...blood purity.” Nathan tried to explain without going into detail. “Lets just say we disagreed on a lot.” Understatement of the century much? “I got engaged to a lovely muggle girl, and that was the final straw – he disowned me, I guess.” He brushed away some hair that had fallen into his eyes and grinned at Angelina. “What a barrel of laughs we’re having eh?” he peered into his empty glass and stood up. “Want another coffee, love?” he asked the young woman. He most definitely needed another drink.

03-18-2008, 01:42 AM	#70 (permalink)
noodles Hinkypunk Join Date: Aug 2007 Location: hiss Posts: 12,260 Hogwarts RPG Name: Rowan Fairfax Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Ezra Greenwood Ravenclaw Fifth Year x2	Yeahhh, Mr White! Yeah science! Quote: When Nathan said she was rubbish at lying, Angelina sighed. “Okaayy Mister.” She started. “.. so I don’t have non working moments.” She said quickly while she bit her lower lip. She couldn’t be that bad at lying. Erm.. maybe she was. And yes, he was right, they were very different. “Mista?” Nathan chuckled. His ex used to affectionately call him ‘Mista’ – usually when she wanted something. And Nathan, being the gullible sap that he is, almost always gave in. The pet name coming from this relative stranger sounded very odd to Nathan. He stopped laughing and looked at Angelina – why did she have to be so serious about everything? I suppose he had just told the woman what a rubbish liar she is. Quote: “Well, I've learned how to love work.” She said. Trying to get information out of Angelina was a little like trying to get blood out of a stone. *“You don’t have any* hobbies? Play an instrument? Collect stamps or bottle tops or …or anything?” He knew he was probably out of line. He only wanted her to let her guard down and relax. For her to realise that Nathan was not a threat. His weakness for the human psyche was a burden to him sometimes – he felt the need to understand people. And when he couldn't he got frustrated - more with himself than anyone else. Quote: Angelina slightly raised an eyebrow when she noticed the man looking at his watch. Ironic. She could look at her watch while other people where talking to her, but she couldn’t bare to see other people looking at their watches. Angelina smiled while she heard him talking . “Well, my little sister is younger than yours. She is 10.” She told him. “My parents say that Hogwarts is a possibility for her to study.. but they are also thinking about Beauxbatons.” Nathan smiled. “My little sis is certainly happy at Hogwarts. And I’m sure Beauxbatons is just as good. It has an excellent reputation.” He replied. “Did you go to Hogwarts?” he asked, taking a sip of his drink. Quote: Angelina pressed her lips against each other. She didn’t mean to say that. It always just escaped out of her mouth when someone asked it. Crap. “No. I don’t.” she told him while she looked him back in the eyes. “I don’t have anything against muggles.. they are just .. a little weird.” Or maybe she was the weird one. But one thing was true, she didn’t think that about muggles. “Muggles are.. funny.. and ingenious.” She said with a nod. “ He smirked as Angelina said muggles were weird and nodded when she commented on them being funny and ingenious. It was all true. “They’ve done amazing things in technology, medicine, and muggle literature is in a different league to ours… so is their music.” He nodded in agreement. “You should try and go an entire week without using magic – see how you get on.” he said with a wink and a chuckle. THAT, he would like to see. Quote: When I lived those two months with my friend, those were the weirdest days of my life. You know that machine.. erm.. when you put clothes into it they came out clean after a while? ” What was the name of it? Clean machine? “ I almost blew that thing up.” Wait, she could blew that machine up couldn't she? She was trying to turn this heavy conversation in a more lighter one. And honestly, she really didn’t know very well how to do that. She was used to have always serious conversations. He raised his eyebrows, “You mean a washing machine?” he laughed when she said she almost blew the thing up. Why wizards seemed to have such problems operating muggle appliances was a mystery to Nathan. They could brew potions to heal all kinds of aliments; transfigure elephants into tiny rodents; and yet they couldn’t work out how to turn a knob on a washing machine without almost blowing the thing up! Quote: Angelina raised an eyebrow. That was pretty close to be the stupidest thing she had ever heard. “Let me see if I get it right.” She said. “You father doesn’t speak to you because you live in the muggle world?” He had just said that. Pretty smart Ange . You are pretty smart. “Well, I don’t think that is very logical..” she told him honestly. "I think there is no necessity to ask what are your father opinion about muggles." Nathan groaned inwardly. There was a lot more to it than just that! But did he feel comfortable talking about it with this young woman? No. He did not. He drained his drink before placing his empty glass on the table and meeting Angelina’s eyes. “If you ever met him you would know what I was on about. My father believes in ...blood purity.” Nathan tried to explain without going into detail. “Lets just say we disagreed on a lot.” Understatement of the century much? “I got engaged to a lovely muggle girl, and that was the final straw – he disowned me, I guess.” He brushed away some hair that had fallen into his eyes and grinned at Angelina. “What a barrel of laughs we’re having eh?” he peered into his empty glass and stood up. “Want another coffee, love?”** he asked the young woman. He most definitely needed another drink. __________________