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And now... owls.

Aug 27, 2007 18:15

((Link goes to a post in Mayday's journal. Didn't want to spam the comm with a socking.))

After a shower, a good night's sleep and another awkward meeting, Jaime managed to get some breakfast and make his way to the Owlery without further incident ( Read more... )

owl, jaime reyes, stephanie brown, rp, lola sanchez

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nicknamegirl August 30 2007, 22:08:59 UTC

((Re-threading to avoid the small boxes!))

The wind was making Lola's hair whip around her face, making her wish she had put it up in a ponytail or something, but it would just have to do until they could find a place to sit. It was a good thing that she wasn't cold. Angels didn't have to freeze, though sometimes they did forget that and got cold purely out of habit. She gave her hair an angry little glare and tried to keep it down as best she could, though it wasn't really behaving at all. Gah. Stupid hair.

She shrugged at his question. "Well, there are shops. I haven't checked them out yet. I'm pretty sure there's a clothes shop, but that's definitely robes and things." Because it wouldn't have been like Lola to not know where the nearest clothes store was. She nodded solemnly. "Not really my style." Oh, such a pity... Because hot new clothes within walking distance? Would have been sweet. Hm, they would have to go into London for Jaime's new clothes, probably... Oh, Lola had plans for him. Many, many plans ( ... )

bantersucks August 31 2007, 04:11:28 UTC

((Sorry this took so long. My muses just decided to go on strike tonight. It does not end properly because I need to pass out. Stupid muses, waiting til I was sleepy.))

Hair blowing in the face? Now how could Jaime possibly identify with that? For his own part, he was used to it and could ignore it. His hair wasn't that long no matter what certain sociopathic invisible guys said. But he did have the brief, irrational urge to reach over and brush a strand of hair out of Lola's face as she fussed with it. He quashed the urge, but had to smile a little bit as she pushed it away again and glared at it ( ... )

nicknamegirl August 31 2007, 10:01:08 UTC

((It's fine; I was sleeping anyway. =D ))Lola seated herself on the rock, adjusting her now tousled hair as well as she could without a mirror at hand, and accepted the sandwich he gave her with a smile. "Thanks." Mmm, mozzarella ( ... )

bantersucks August 31 2007, 13:56:42 UTC

Jaime didn't intend to simply chat and pretend nothing had happened. He had never been good at pretending nothing was wrong, and the one time he had done that to respect a friend's wishes... no matter what Paco said, he did still feel responsible for what Brenda's dad had done. It might not have happened if he'd gone and told someone, or pushed harder for her to let someone know.

Not to mention that it was harder to think clearly on an empty stomach. And his mun was braindead last night. The last people he'd explained the story to who had no real frame of reference were his family and his two best friends, and those explanations hadn't gone too well. (Dani Garrett didn't count. Aside from the fact that her granddad was the last to use the scarab, the lady was so bugnuts the story barely fazed her.) He might explain some of it to Steph tomorrow, but she already at least understood the superhero part of it ( ... )

nicknamegirl August 31 2007, 20:41:12 UTC

She took a massive bite from her sandwich, trying to, you know, at least not spill tomato all over her top, and chewed thoughtfully. Oh, the House-elves did make excellent sandwiches... The bird had soon swallowed the last of the crumb and was carefully moving closer, presumably going by some animal sixth sense that told it it would more likely get a second crumb that way. And also... YAY ANGEL.

"Shakespeare's influenced my thoughts on witchcraft quite a lot, I guess," said Lola after she'd swallowed down the bite with more Coke, and laughed a little. "I wouldn't be surprised if these wizards and witches actually did use newt eyes, though." She grimaced. "They just put a lot of weird things in their potions, including bits from animals I never even knew existed." The angel took the opportunity here to take off her shoes, nestling her toes into the fresh green grass by her feet. No blisters yet ( ... )

bantersucks August 31 2007, 22:59:42 UTC

((Revision because the last tag was WAY TOO MUCH of a data dump!))Yay angel indeed. The sparrow was close enough for Jaime to touch at this point. Not that he would. He was content to watch it inch towards Lola in expectation of more crumbs. Her description of potions made him grin. "Still sounds like freshman chemistry. Of course, my chem teacher had a weird sense of humor." Oh, yeah. "Speaking of Shakespeare, when's the play you're in?" He'd almost forgotten about that ( ... )

nicknamegirl September 1 2007, 00:20:42 UTC

((Damn, and I'd just finished a reply to that, too. =P))"Teachers are a different breed," sighed Lola, shaking her head. It was the same at the Academy. Not even the fact that the students were from different eras in time stopped the teachers from being from another century entirely... It was a universal rule. She wriggled her toes a bit. "Not sure when, exactly. Our director is a bit, uh, unfocused at the moment. There'll be posters about it in due time, I'm sure." And Jaime was still going to have a good seat, she was making sure of that ( ... )

bantersucks September 1 2007, 01:21:54 UTC

"Yeah, the one about dragons and dinosaurs. I figure that's got to be more interesting than most of the lectures I'm used to." And no actual dragons and dinosaurs would probably make it easier on him. He wasn't aware that Maia had signed up either ( ... )

nicknamegirl September 1 2007, 01:46:30 UTC

Lola nodded. "Keep an eye out for Brice de Winter, then." She smiled a tiny bit. "He should be around." Probably disappointed that there were no real dragons and dinosaurs, too. Sigh.

Wow, there was a lot of information to take in, here. Lola felt how her mouth fell open the longer he spoke, until she had to remind herself to close it so that she wouldn't look completely empty-headed. Okay, so... Most of what he said just brough up a huge amount of questions. Superheroes, aliens... New things that hadn't fitted before, either. Angels, demons, time-travel, being dead, those were things that she could handle. This was just a whole new level of weirdness, all the technology reminding her a bit of science labs in the future, with creepy tests trying to define what species she was. Wow. Jaime was really right... Things always could get weirder, huh ( ... )

bantersucks September 1 2007, 02:32:39 UTC

"Things always could get weirder" might just summarize his life. (Then again, so could "It seemed like a good idea at the time.") Jaime kept his eyes closed for a few more seconds as the silence stretched on. Great. That was it. He'd freaked her out. Not that he could blame her. Why did he dump all that on her? Oh, yeah, his other life's motto. Couldn't forget that one.

Jaime opened his eyes when she spoke, looking at her with surprise. He wasn't surprised that she'd spoken at all, but that she was still sitting right there. As opposed to several feet away.

It took him a moment to realize what she'd asked, and he couldn't hold back a small, choked laugh. "It - it doesn't now. It did then." He shifted uneasily. "Ow. Wait, I take that back. ...Oh. No, I think that's an actual rock poking into my spine now. I gotta sit up ( ... )

nicknamegirl September 1 2007, 11:32:19 UTC

Lola wasn't planning to run away. She would have been a pretty bad angel, had she done that. She had put down her sandwich, though, not even noticing that the sparrow had jumped up on the rock and was helping itself to her lunch, and rested her chin on her knees as she looked at him. The shadow of a smile touched her face when he sat up, and her eyes followed the rock as it sailed through the air.

"I've heard a lot of creepy stories," she said eventually, turning back to him. "I try and make a habit out of not running away, so I won't this time either." It was a statement, and a promise. She raised her head, sitting up straight and stretched out her legs in the grass. "You can tell me more if you like. I never mind listening. It's what I do."

Natural response? Didn't apply to her. She was a supernatural being, after all.

bantersucks September 1 2007, 13:34:53 UTC

Jaime looked up when she spoke, still twisting two blades of grass between his fingers. Huh. She actually meant it. And she didn't look like she was going to bolt, or like she was trying to fight the urge.

Hey, his contact with supernatural beings so far had been next to nil, and the way his family had reacted tended to steel him for the worst. The only other people to find out the truth who weren't completely creeped out by it were Brenda and Paco, but... okay, Paco was already helping out a magic-users street gang and Brenda found out when he kept a couple of walking trees from pulping his best friends. "Thanks," he said. "I just - my folks didn't react well when they found out, and Milagro ran screaming. She wouldn't come near me for weeks. Of course, I dumped the whole thing on them right then and there."

Looking out at the lake again, though, he seriously considered just leaving it at that. Probably not a good idea, though. He was going to have to explain why he needed someone around here who knew, somebody he could trust. "It ( ... )

nicknamegirl September 1 2007, 16:56:05 UTC

She nodded, understanding, or at least trying very hard to. So his family knew... From what Lola remembered of all these countless comic books, superheroes were usually very keen on secret identities, hiding who they were even to the people closest to them. She was actually oddly pleased that Jaime's family knew. She'd never been a big fan of secrecy ( ... )

bantersucks September 1 2007, 17:43:48 UTC

Jaime hadn't even been thinking in terms of secret identities when his family found out. He'd just been desperately trying to explain where he'd been for a year that was only one night for him. Besides, he hated secrets to begin with. Not that he could have kept up lying to his family anyway. He took a bite of his sandwich, mulling over that one. Nah, he wouldn't have made it a day.

"I noticed. Problem is, it's hard convincing the scarab that. It does listen to me, though, it takes someone really scary to set it off all the way. It didn't reach boiling point around what's-her-name, the scorpion-throwing girl, but it didn't like her at all. ...which is why they didn't manage to sting me. Although she was distracted." Where was this going? "Anyway, when it 'turns on' all the way, so to speak, it's really, really obvious and kind of freaky. Not something I want to happen in, say, the middle of the Great Hall during lunch rush ( ... )

nicknamegirl September 1 2007, 18:35:43 UTC

"Maia," she filled in helpfully, though she wrinkled her nose at the thought of that girl. "She's a demon, and I mean that literally. Believe it or not, but she's done worse things than throwing scorpions at new arrivals." Like trying to kill Lola's best friend, assassinating Cleopatra (yes, that Cleopatra) and various small but no less devious deeds since she came to Hogwarts, including but not limited to trying to seduce aforementioned best friend's boyfriend. Maia really had a lot of talent for pushing Lola's buttons. The fact that she was now married to an octopus was something that the angel considered high justice. Plus, it was hilarious ( ... )

bantersucks September 1 2007, 19:12:50 UTC

The news about Maia didn't even make him blink. "So do all demons act like sixth-grade bullies? Okay, sixth-grade bullies with weird powers, but still. Or is she just special like that?" He had no intention of finding out, and he would be content to stay as far away from her as possible. Although he might be amused if he knew about her marriage situation. ...Maybe.

He returned her grin in spite of himself. "Interesting? Nah, I'm the normal one in my group of friends if you can believe it. Weird just comes after me. You want entertainment, spend five minutes with Brenda and Paco."

"I've heard rumors about that. I'm good, though, thanks." Well, he does have lettuce and tomato on his sandwich, too, so he's not a total loss.

"You hsve no idea." But he smiled anyway at that, his own smile fading at the next question. "They weren't very clear on the how so much as the why ( ... )

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