SPOILER!!: So many... -deaded-
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tex Cy's brown eyes widened as Cam used Santa and Nurse Avalon in the same sentence. Looking behind himself, his eyes settled on the school nurse. Her? Santa? Well, it was an odd theory but something about Cam gave off a genius vibe. Cyrus better go with it.
"Woah, mate. How in the blazes does she hide it? I'd reckon Santa were a big bloke..." If he were real.... Cy didn't believe in Santa. Teal. Was. Evil.
Looking back to the other girl, Cy grinned wryly. "He's a crazy one, yeah? That Santa Claus." He threw a discreet wink and looked to Cam for a split second.
Anyways, introductions, yes? "You can call my Cy, by the way. Or Lord Andrus. Eitha' will do." He ended on the note of a fervent nod.
The first year's eyes then gazed over to the direction of the fire that was being built. "I can't wait for S'MORES!" Did they know what he was talking about? Perhaps not.
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dingDong What was with Livvy and her scaring people antics?! She had basically taken his hand and scared a poor Ravenclaw culprit, but he didn't understand it all really. The 2nd year just gave the girl a reaaaaaaal confusing look, and opened his mouth to say something.
"The world's ENDING and you go for FUN?!" he paused, "I suggest we all pack up and go to Mars--sooon, 'cause you'd see hobo zombies in the next few days." He nodded and started plotting stuff in his head, wondering what to bring to Mars. Hmm? Chocolate of course, and then clothes, and then my toys and then my, my, myyyyy--MOARRR chocolates of course!
Soon realizing Livvy had still been talking to him, he zoned back in and stared. Just... stared. Ask? For? Cookies?? THIS GIRL DIDN'T KNOOOOW SANTA AT ALL, DID SHE? How daaaaaare she. Cam, for one, was an expert on Santa, known in the muggle world for creating essays and biographies on the man named Santa Claus.
...though his friends did give him the looks at times when he gave lectures about Santa. He didn't know why.
"Cooookies? Livvy, I can't just go ask for cookies from the Santa Claus. That's just WROONG. You don't ask Santa for ... COOKIES. You give HIM the cookies. It's... obvious."
And she'd patted him on the shoulder. Oh. OH. He slapped her on the back, thinking it was an offense. It didn't really look like he smacked on the back really, looked more like just a pat. A pat. A pat-slap. Slap-pat. Whatever.
Going back to Cy, he gave glances at Nurse Avalon again. "Well ya see, mate, he's got magic--maybe mixed in with a beautifying potion probably," he wasn't calling her pretty--though the nurse was--but... yup.
"Very... crazy... yes. Sure."
S'mores? Hm? Thinking it was the boy's accent that had caused him to say it like that, he asked, "S'mores? S'more what?" He'd been looking at the fire. More fire? What, was the kid a pyromaniac?
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Esme "I guess that's true." he whispered back, smiling lovingly at the way she was playing with Neko. The two would definitely get along, just like he had anticipated after Rachel threatened him the last time about wanting to meet his little kitty. He also knew that Neko loved the attention Rachel was bestowing on her and that she was also coming to be quite fond of the girl herself.
Reid looked into her eyes, watching her every expression, almost chuckling when he noticed she was having a hard time not turning into goo. Not that he'd mind if she did, after all it would only show just how much he affected her. Then again he really liked talking to Rachel about things so maybe her turning into goo wouldn't be a good thing.
Reid did chuckle when he saw her confused expression as she frantically looked for him. He was about to gently tug on her hand when she noticed that he was lying on the ground next to her. "You know I would never just leave you alone like that. There may be times when I leave you alone but I'll always tell you first." he informed her while looking at their entwined hands. He was ecstatic that she hadn't pulled away, that she had in fact lay down next to him.
Reid gently ran his thumb over her tiny hand as he listened to her speak, focusing on their hands instead of how close they actually were. If he focused on that he didn't know what he'd do and he didn't want to push or pressure Rachel.
"I'd love it if you came with me. It would be fun. However I'll be working almost constantly but I do get breaks during the day which I could spend with you and we don't always work. You'd obviously have to ok it with your Uncle but otherwise you're quite welcome to come. I know that my friends would love to meet you." Reid replied, his thoughts unknowingly mirroring Rachel's.
Reid looked up when Neko heard someone approaching, eyes searching for the culprit and unfortunately breaking the eye contact he had developed with Rachel. Seeing no-one he relaxed again and turned to smile at his Rachel when suddenly someone was looming over them and screaming.
Reid shot to his feet his hand automatically going to his wand holster and drawing his wand from it. Whoever had just interrupted his time with Rachel, the time where he was maybe just about to ask her out, was so dead it wasn't funny. However he made sure his expression didn't betray any of that, his eyes however may have just given an outsider and inkling into his thoughts. "Who are you?" Reid asked the girl in a pleasant tone which was completely put on.
Reid's attention refocused on Rachel when he noticed the way in which she said the girls name. So obviously they knew each other, but Rachel didn't sound happy to see the girl. Then again he wasn't happy to see her either.
He almost, almost, smirked when he saw Rachel reaching for her wand, but ended up pouting instead when he realised that when they both got up they'd let go of each others hands. His expression soon turned neutral however as he didn't want to see the girl who's name he now knew was, Livvy or something, see him pouting.
Reid silently observed the other girl who seemed to be focusing all of her attention on Rachel, Rachel who she had just seemingly noticed was looking for her wand. He kind of felt sorry for the girl, except she'd interrupted his time with Rachel, so he couldn't find it in his heart to care. Although Rachel might get in trouble if she cursed the other girl.
While Reid was pondering that the other girl had grabbed hold of his Rachel's hands. How could she? Didn't she know that he wanted to hold Rachel's hands? The world was just so unjust these days that it wasn't fair.
Ahh now the girl's attention was on him. Smirking evilly he brandished his wand slightly. "I think you know quite well that you interrupted something. After all you jumped out at us and yelled boo. Which would mean that you had seen both of us and the position we were in."
Reid nearly began laughing when he saw her tiptoe backwards. He wouldn't really harm the girl as he was sure Rachel wouldn't appreciate him hexing one of her friends. Not in the long run at least.
Neko hissed at the newcomer from where she had been put down. She'd been getting ready for a nap on Rachel's chest when the girl had so rudely interrupted their quiet time. She didn't like this one at all. Interrupting her master when he was just about to ask the all important question. And on top of that making the lovely Rachel put her on the ground where it wasn't warm at all.
Livvy smiled at the little cuuuuutte boy as he threw a few smiles and glances here and there. Crazy? I think he was just underestimating Cam's sanity. It was more like MANIACAL INSANE! But she decided to keep her mouth shut. She'd just be asking for more poking wars from Cam.
Smirking slightly at Cy and in her head she was thinking,
Lord Andrus? Me call you that? In your dreams, sweetie. "Pleased to meet you Cy. I'm Livvy," she said, grinning cheerfully.
Boy were they both spazzes. One moment Cy was introducing himself to her... the next moment he was talking about S'mores!
"S'mores? What is that, Cy? Are they some British or American muggle thing of some sort?" she asked curiously. S'mores... what funny word. Livvy couldn't imagine what a S'more was... and she was brought up in the Muggle world, assuming that S'mores belonged in the Muggle world. It should be... she hadn't heard of S'mores before ever in her life.
Livvy turned her attention back to Cam. Ah. Crazy, maniacal, delusional Cam.
She raised an eyebrow at him. Hobo zombies.
"Is that your theory of an Apocalypse? That the world will be taken over by Hobo Zombies, out to kill us all?" Livvy asked. What in the world was this kid talking about? He needed to see a doctor.... or something... or maybe stick him in a room with Professor Kazimeriz and see who suffocates first... that should be fun.
Alright. No more bringing up Santa Clause with this kid. Period.
The Ravenclaw just stared at the boy as he told her that you were supposed to give Santa cookies.
"Well how am I supposed to know, Cam? There was no Santa Clause where I live, hun. Santa Clause just didn't exist in our household... hun." "Then go ask Nurse Avalon for cookies or Masterson for some." Livvy sure wanted to get some cookies herself and shove them down that little boy's throat. He didn't used to be this annoying last term.... did he? She couldn't remember. They had only met up about three times, all very short meetings.
Whuuuuutt?! Did... did he just
slap her?
"Did... did you just slap me?" she asked, incredulously. What did
she ever do to
him? Livvy was gonna slap him on the back, right back.. but decided it'd be un-Ravenclaw of her. It's what a
Slytherin Cam would do.
Oh right. The lovebirds. Heh heh.... yeah... she was gonna die today. If it wasn't by those two... it'd be by the cat on the ground that was practically hissing at her. Well wasn't she on the 'most favorite people' list? Everyone wanted a piece of her.... to chew on and destroy.
Livvy glanced over at the boy, raising an eyebrow, curiously.
"Well... I'm Livvy," she said, not even bothering to ask the boy for his name. She didn't even know why she told him who she was. Not like he would care. Although his tone was pleasant, his eyes shone with fury. Geez. Touchy much?
People should know by now that they were setting themselves up to be interrupted and disturbed when they're sitting around on a
social camp-out with hyper children. If they wanted to discuss private matters... why not discuss it in a
private place? Was Livvy
ever going to understand the minds of teenagers?
Even though she's one, herself.
And out of the corner of her eye... what in Merlin's beard? Was that boy
pouting? A smirk tugged on the bottom of her lips as he attempted to make his face neutral... but too late. Nothing escaped the ever so watchful eyes of Olivia Zhang.
Position? Livvy looked at the boy, confused.
"I'm sorry? Position? What position were you in, exactly? I just saw you two talking," she said, scratching her head. She knew that she had interrupted something? Did she? Livvy was surprised to see Rachel with a boy... but she had just assumed that the boy was a friend. Guess not.
Livvy glanced over at Rachel, curious at how come she hadn't told her about this boy. Obviously they had grown distant but she assumed they had been the best of friends. Guess they actually weren't. Best friends told each other everything, right?
Obviously by how they glanced at each other every now and then with this lingering and longing look, which Livvy couldn't quite decipher, but could only assume it was a look of lust. And with the pouty faces and blushing faces... it all pointed in that direction. Livvy had always been rather stupid in that... uhm... subject. Excelling in everything... except for..
that. And she didn't plan on it, either. Not that anyone would like her. Livvy was just Livvy. Poked by little boys... hated by her best friend and her boyfriend, along with their cat... yes... Livvy was just... Livvy. So normal and plain. She might as well just crawl in a hole right about now.