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Originally Posted by Ama  Still in hiding, she rolled her eyes. He always said that! Know wot I mean? No, Garret Crocker, we don't know what you mean unless you fully finish expressing your thoughts. Sigh. Men. "I don't. You're being ridiculous," she huffed, upturning her nose.
Ha! As if! Perfume was far too expensive to be used in such ridiculous quantities--maybe she just needed to change brands. Preoccupied, she tried to discreetly smell herself. Quote:
Originally Posted by Cassirin Copernicus FINALLY made it down to the camp out (ew, bugs and dirt). He stared at the log for a while, considering whether or not it was sanitary to sit on. It wasn't.
With a dramatic sigh, Cope took a seat and glanced down the log toward Crocker and Hopton. Erm. Where were people that actually liked him? Quote:
Originally Posted by Ama Sitting up, Daphne was still busy pretending, by all means to be highly offended by Garret Crocker's inconsiderate remark. She did not bathe in perfume. In her desperate urge to ignore the heat on her neck and cheeks, her honey eyes found Copernicus Kettleburn.
Sitting on a log, looking incredibly uncomfortable. Well, that suited him just fine. However, Kettleburn was a good fellow to get on her side in this argument. Right? "Kettleburn!" she called out as she whipped her wand to zap at three fireflies simultaneously.
Die. Die. Die you flying little bright pests from Hades!
"Kettleburn, quit being so anti-social and come here. I need to ask you something." Quote:
Originally Posted by Cassirin Hmm. This was a first, but Cope wasn't one to look askew at a gesture of friendship. He slid down the log and grinned at Daphne hopefully. Maybe she hated him LESS? Maybe Cela told him nice things about him that out weighed whatever bad she'd thought before? MAYBE?
"Good evening, Daphne Hopton. Garret Crocker. What was it you wanted to ask?" Quote:
Originally Posted by Ama Oh, look at him! Daphne grinned as innocently as possible at him from her seated position. He thought she was trying to be friends with him. How very precious. Just for his remarkable undying hope, Daphne crinkled her nose at him. She'd be nice for the time being. Miss Hopton needed his opinion and Celandine liked him. Enough to--the thought alone made her blush so she shook her head and AVOIDED thinking about THAT altogether.
WOW WEE. Those thoughts should never be brought up again unless Cela did it and it was still mortifying. "I won't beat around the bush." Heh. Bush. They were outside and there were bushes on the outside, right? Oh, she made a funny! "Do you think I bathe in my perfume? Do I smell bad? Hmm? Do I?"
And as if to provoke him to answer her faster, Daphne turned her head slightly and waved at her neck. Maybe he could smell her from afar. Quote:
Originally Posted by Cassirin OH. Ahem. Copernicus gave her a wide-eyed look before giving a delicate sniff. What was this? She wanted to know if her perfume smelled too strongly? She was asking him to... to SMELL HER?
Cope actually didn't smell anything. Nothing bad, nothing good. Just turned earth and campfire and the lake. He leaned in, his nose almost at her neck. SNIFF.
"Um. No, you smell very nice, but not overwhelming." Quote:
Originally Posted by Ama Daphne pretended Copernicus Kettleburn wasn't sniffing her neck. The effort made her rigid so she just sat there, frozen, and staring at the fire in the distance before pointing at Garret's face in victory. "See? That's what happens when you talk too much, Crocker!"
With all her might, she held back the urge to place her thumb on her nose, stick out her tongue and wiggle her fingers. Cringing at a crawling..whatever it was, Daphne pointed her wand at it and ZAPPED! By the time she was done, Daphne was positive she would have rid Hogwarts of its bug problem.
"Thank you," she finally half-whispered to Kettleburn a most smug grin on her face. TEEHEE. "These boys at Hogwarts, they don't know how to appreciate anything."
Like that Jack Fritzera. Reese Upstead? REESE. UPSTEAD? Honestly. Taking hold of a box of beans from Garret's possession she held it out to Copernicus as a peace offering to complete their temporary alliance. "Beans?" Quote:
Originally Posted by Cassirin "Well, they do say boys develop more slowly than girls, right? So maybe it isn't that we're hopeless, but just that we haven't quite figured out how to handle so much..." Hormone-crazed insanity? Girls who kissed and ran away? Girls who didn't run and ruined you for other girls?
"So much feminine perfection." He grinned and cupped his hands for the beans. "You know those goofy questions they ask in magazines? Like... if you were a flavor of bean, what would you be? Do you ever think of an answer?" He was trying REALLY hard. Quote:
Originally Posted by Ama Merlin, help her.
She was not going to laugh in Copernicus Kettleburn's face! She would not! So help her Gods of Divination and Cleanliness! Coughing behind her hand, Daphne attempted to cover up her slip-up. Woo. WOO WEE. He was hilarious. "I think we read different kinds of magazines, Kettleburn," muttered Daphne through her tittering.
Blast it! She couldn't control it! Wheezing slightly, she patted her chest. Calm. CALM! Alliances must not be broken! At least not yet. "But I'd probably be something like almond toffee..."
Right? If only because she loooooved the taste of almonds. "What would you be?" Oh, that was a good question! "You feel like a--something gray." A gray bean. Pepper? Ash? Quote:
Originally Posted by Cassirin Gray? Ugh. That was... bad, right? Dismal and boring. Nice to know exactly what one Daphne Hopton was really thinking. It had been going well too, or so he thought. She'd sort of smiled, and seemed amused by his attempts at light-hearted banter.
He pretended to consider all his options as he ate a few of the beans. Brussel sprouts? Ugh. "I think apple flavored, maybe. It's hard to say. What do you suppose Crocker would say your flavor was? That's easier." Crisp, simple, not too sweet. But not... gray. Quote:
Originally Posted by Ama Daphne shook the box of beans in amusement. HMM. What had just happened to Copernicus Kettleburn's face? It went from incredibly giddy to...oh, that little crushed puppy kind of look. Oh, Merlin. Had she done it again? She'd said something. She did! Just like Kettleburn to be like his stepbrother. Why were they so sensitive?
Men.
"Ah-pul," drawled out Daphne, with a blank gaze. Copernicus an apple? Well, perhaps it made more sense to Cela than it did to her. "Very, well, Apple you are." What would Garret say she was?
"Something, prissy and sour," she remarked bitterly out of the corner of her mouth, throwing a scathing look at Garret (who was picking his nose! gross). "Pickled limes or something." Quote:
Originally Posted by Cassirin "Oh, I doubt that. Crocker is your friend and chooses to spend time in your company. He wouldn't think you were something so... unsavory. And if we were discussing someone like Plymouth, well... I think he'd say you were something sweet and complicated. Tiramisu, only I doubt he's ever had tiramisu."
Cope kicked his heels against the log before giving her a tentative smile. "I say you're tirasmisu too. Layers, you know?" Quote:
Originally Posted by Ama Daphne failed to point out that the person they were talking about was behind them, still digging for gold, lovely. Blushing at his tiramisu comparison, Daphne tried to wave it all away with a chuckle and a wiggle of her fingers. "This feels a little awkward," she admitted holding out her arms before her, testing her nervous level.
Only a little shaking. Heh. "But I want to be a little less tiramisu and more--" More what? Not so complicated and a hassle and stiff? "Gelatin!"
That sounded a whole lot better in her head. Quote:
Originally Posted by Cassirin "Oh, like..." Cope shook all over like a bowl full of jelly. "You want to be jiggly?" He laughed at that before realizing he was sitting with Daphne Hopton (who hated him) and acting like a fool (which he was).
Cope's smile dimmed just slightly and he focused on the fire. "So you're gelatin. Tell me something... what do you find so heinous about me?" Quote:
Originally Posted by Ama ...She would not laugh. She would not. Nodding at him seriously, Daphne cleared her throat. "In a sense, yes, but not literally," corrected the blond with a signature crinkle of her nose. Who wanted to be jiggly all over? Who? Besides, perhaps, Copernicus Kettleburn who had seemed to enjoy his jiggling moment.
Then, the One Million Galleon Question. "Ah," stammered Daphne raising her brows at the fire. "That's...it's complicated." Scratching her neck nervously, Miss Hopton tried to find a nice and cordial way of putting it. "I don't...like the way...Celandine is around you."
Sure, it was a selfish reason but it was the truth. He made it feel like Celandine was growing faster than she was and in turn, leaving her behind. To tell Copernicus Kettleburn, though, was proving entirely difficult so she just sat there, avoiding eye contact and punishing the grass for all of her teenage angst. Quote:
Originally Posted by Cassirin "That is a problem," Copernicus nodded, steepling his fingers beneath his chin. He thought about Cela, especially how she was when she was with him. "I'm not sure we can find common ground on this, except that we both care about her and want the best for her."
Cope pressed his hands flat on the log and stared hard at the leaping flames. "I like how she is when she's with me. She's happy. She feels loved and appreciated. I treat her like a young woman, and not like a little girl the way her family does. Are those bad things?" Quote:
Originally Posted by Ama "No," mumbled Daphne in defeat, taking it out on the grass some more. She was doing Hogwarts another service. Getting rid of their weeds. "It's just sometimes I don't even know how to relate to her anymore. So I..." There was no way she was going to admit she was scared to Copernicus Kettleburn. Frowning disapprovingly at him, she decided to end their alliance then and there. Trickster, this one. Lulling her into a false sense of security then bombarding her with questions.
Beans! Ha! "Just don't take her too far away from me, okay?"
And then, she brooded, Stupid boys and their stupid....whatever. Stupid boys! Then roughly, she took his hands and poured beans on his hands. "Have some more beans!" Don't choke. Quote:
Originally Posted by Cassirin "I'm not taking her anywhere," he gave her a sideways look before tossing one bean in the air. His attempt to catch it... failure. It bounced off his nose and rolled toward the fire. Sheepishly, he stuck one in his mouth.
Mmm. Peppermint.
"I can't choose her friends, but if I could, I would choose someone like you. The other girls she spends time with are... boy crazy. You're rational and level-headed. I think the two of you are good for each other, right?" He stared at his knees. Quote:
Originally Posted by Ama Her suspicion still not fully evaporated, Daphne observed Kettleburn speculatively. Smart, he may be, but his hand to eye coordination wasn't worth a knut. Laughing slightly, Daphne rubbed at the back of her neck. So? She didn't like boys now?
Sigh. "I guess?" she repeated not wanting to blow up at Cope, not when he seemed to be trying so hard. "But Cela knows what she's doing most of the time," defended Daphne waving one hand. "If not all the time. She's super smart and she always, or well, usually thinks of the consequences before doing something."
But Daphne was sure Kettleburn knew this. "She's a lot of fun," she admitted and frowned at Cope's knees. What was he looking for. "I just tag along. What's wrong with your knees? Bugs bite you?" finished Daphne in an urgent whisper and waved her wand.
Where? Where? She'd get it! Quote:
Originally Posted by Cassirin "She's really smart and really fun," Cope agreed with a little misty look and a sigh. UGH. He was crazy over the girl, obviously. Crazy. "I sort of just tag along too, to be honest. I can't keep up, and I know I'm sort of boring sometimes. I suppose we're alike in being the sensible one who gets a lot of benefit from being with someone like Cela."
He peeked at Daphne. "Uh. I saw one there. A spider." He pointed at the ground. Quote:
Originally Posted by Ama Whatever Copernicus had just said, Daphne blocked it out of her mind at the mention of a spider. Giving a loud yelp, she aimed at where he pointed, trusting his judgment and without further ado...
Pretty much blew part of the ground sky high, sprinkling herself, Cope and possibly Garret with bits of grass and soil.
"....did I get it?" Inquired Daphne looking for dismembered spider legs. Quote:
Originally Posted by Cassirin "You got a whole lot of things, actually," Cope whispered, inching back from her wand point. "That is a very fast draw, Daphne Hopton. Frightening really. We should duel sometime. I think you'll give me a run for my money." Quote:
Originally Posted by Ama "Sorry," whispered Daphne raising one hand with a wrinkled nose and wiggling her fingers at Copernicus in an apology. "I just really don't like bugs." As if to prove her honesty, she began dusting off dirt and grass from Cope's hair and shoulders. "Actually, I'm not very good at dueling. I'm afraid of confrontations," she confessed again in that urgent whisper she had used to apologize as if frightened anyone would overhear her. "I don't do very well with violence."
Right. Right? "Well, sometimes it calls for it but--I honestly...Well, only if you want to."
Why was she rambling?
Garret turned to Daphne and Cope finally when he felt the dirt and grass suddenly shower him in the midst of his concentration. He wiped his finger off on a neighbour's blanket and then proceeded to Scourgify said appendage before scooting over onto Daphne's neat little blanket mat with a grin, "Hey, Cope," he said, shoving a chocolate frog at him, "See if you get Circe, I've been looking for that flightly minx."
So he had just completely ignored whatever they were saying. Even though he'd heard his name mentioned... and Cope asking what he thought Daphne's flavour was... but that had only made him more determined to ignore the conversation because... well... he didn't want to think about what Daphne would taste like, for Merlin's sake! Probably like old person cream and other boring... proper type things.
If that was so, and if Garret really did think that... why on earth were his ears burning so furiously?!
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