Owl back, unwarded.emilyremainsNovember 27 2006, 21:41:21 UTC
Dear Anya,
How wonderful to hear from you! It certainly has been a while. I have been doing rather well, all things considered, though really not something that requires much discussion. Life goes on, for the lack of a more suitable phrase.
Oh, I would love another meeting! The last one was lovely. And yes, I'm certain the dead boys of the school would appreciate the chance to speak with others like them. I think it is a wonderful idea. My, do you suppose that classroom will be large enough for them all? Perhaps you and I ought to meet up and discuss it?
Re: Owl back, unwarded.exex_demonNovember 27 2006, 21:51:19 UTC
Emily,
We should definitely get together and talk. I'm free anytime. Would you like to meet in "our" classroom and have tea? (The old password is probably still active, right?)
Re: Owl back, unwarded.emilyremainsNovember 27 2006, 22:19:57 UTC
Anya,
I certainly hope it is, otherwise I am completely at loss for what to do... We shall have to investigate! I'll find a House-elf, make certain we get some tea, and meet you there.
Emily.
***
Finding a House-elf was never a problem at Hogwarts. Tea and scones were on their way.
"Hopscotch." The door opened, to Emily's great relief, and she smiled to the statue of the woman as she brushed past it. "Thank you."
She entered the classroom. It looked just the same as the last time she'd seen it, at the first Dead Girls meeting. Emily smiled a bit fondly at the curtains. It was nice to be back here. She had rather missed it.
((Yeah, that works! I'm heading off to bed now, as I am utterly exhausted. But we'll finish it tomorrow?))
Anya made her way to the classroom and stood in front of the statue. She thought she knew the password, but her mind had suddenly gone blank. It was some kind of children's game... "Tiddlywinks? Monopoly? Hide and seek? Dodge ball?" The statue just smiled at her. Maybe the password had expired? Wait, it had something to do with jumping, didn't it? "Leapfrog? Jump rope? Hopscotch?" Anya laughed as the door finally opened.
She entered and smiled to see Emily already there. "Hello!" She glanced around as she wandered over and sat down in one of their magically manufactured chairs. "I guess the house-elves can get in here to clean." As if to prove that, a house-elf entered with their tea.
"'Monopoly'?" Emily repeated. It was, of course, a foreign word to her. "Sounds... interesting. Yes, we can choose that one. Should be fairly simple to remember. Though you shall have to show me how to play it some day."
She nodded, holding out her cup for more tea. "Yes, he was rather helpful, and gave me several pointers for how to do it. I have not... really seen him much lately. I did bring his dog back from the dead, and he was very grateful, so I suppose we are... doing well. Yes." Emily reached for a scone, pinching small pieces from it, as if she didn't know precisely what to say on the subject of Victor. She hadn't seen him in ages.
"And how have you been doing, Anya?" she asked. "Apart from exploring the castle, I mean?"
Anya smiled as she refilled Emily's teacup. "I'd be happy to teach you how to play, if we can find a Monopoly game around here. If not, I can probably just teleport out and get one sometime."
She sipped her tea and listened. Emily was obviously hesitant to talk about her friend, but it didn't sound like she was upset with him, so for once Anya decided not to pry. "You brought his dog back from the dead? I didn't know you could do that. Can you bring anyone back from the dead?
"As for me, I've just been exploring, and reading a little more about magic. I redecorated my room a few times with the spells we learned for this room." She thought back over the last few months. "Oh, I sorted a talking head in a television, and Jesus Christ."
"That would be lovely. I have not played bordgames in a good while." And even then it had been mostly Chess. "Teleport?" she repeated. "Is that a... a demon thing? I don't remember if you have told me or not."
She smiled fondly at the mentioning of Scraps. "Oh, well... Yes, I can. Sort of. It's rather complicated, but I did it once before. It's not that I... made it alive again, precisely. I just found him, and brought him back to the Land of the Living. He is still a skeleton dog." There was a slight pause. "He is a very good dog, though. Full of clever ideas. I... can't bring people back from the dead. But animals, well, that is a different issue altogether. Usually, they miss their masters, so they're not very difficult to persuade, really."
Emily looked up. "A talking head? Oh, I knew one of those! He was not in a... te-le-vi-shun, though. Also, he was French." She stirred her tea and took a sip. " I went to that second Sorting as well. He was... nice, wasn't he?"
"I guess you could call teleporting a demon thing, although it's not just demons that can do it. It's just a way to move instantaneously from one place to another. I think there must be a spell here that does the same thing. There's a spell on the school grounds that keeps me from teleporting to or from here. I guess it's to keep people from just popping in
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How wonderful to hear from you! It certainly has been a while. I have been doing rather well, all things considered, though really not something that requires much discussion. Life goes on, for the lack of a more suitable phrase.
Oh, I would love another meeting! The last one was lovely. And yes, I'm certain the dead boys of the school would appreciate the chance to speak with others like them. I think it is a wonderful idea. My, do you suppose that classroom will be large enough for them all? Perhaps you and I ought to meet up and discuss it?
Sincerely,
Emily.
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We should definitely get together and talk. I'm free anytime. Would you like to meet in "our" classroom and have tea? (The old password is probably still active, right?)
Anya
((We can RP the meeting right here if you want?))
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I certainly hope it is, otherwise I am completely at loss for what to do... We shall have to investigate! I'll find a House-elf, make certain we get some tea, and meet you there.
Emily.
***
Finding a House-elf was never a problem at Hogwarts. Tea and scones were on their way.
"Hopscotch." The door opened, to Emily's great relief, and she smiled to the statue of the woman as she brushed past it. "Thank you."
She entered the classroom. It looked just the same as the last time she'd seen it, at the first Dead Girls meeting. Emily smiled a bit fondly at the curtains. It was nice to be back here. She had rather missed it.
((Yeah, that works! I'm heading off to bed now, as I am utterly exhausted. But we'll finish it tomorrow?))
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Anya made her way to the classroom and stood in front of the statue. She thought she knew the password, but her mind had suddenly gone blank. It was some kind of children's game... "Tiddlywinks? Monopoly? Hide and seek? Dodge ball?" The statue just smiled at her. Maybe the password had expired? Wait, it had something to do with jumping, didn't it? "Leapfrog? Jump rope? Hopscotch?" Anya laughed as the door finally opened.
She entered and smiled to see Emily already there. "Hello!" She glanced around as she wandered over and sat down in one of their magically manufactured chairs. "I guess the house-elves can get in here to clean." As if to prove that, a house-elf entered with their tea.
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She nodded, holding out her cup for more tea. "Yes, he was rather helpful, and gave me several pointers for how to do it. I have not... really seen him much lately. I did bring his dog back from the dead, and he was very grateful, so I suppose we are... doing well. Yes." Emily reached for a scone, pinching small pieces from it, as if she didn't know precisely what to say on the subject of Victor. She hadn't seen him in ages.
"And how have you been doing, Anya?" she asked. "Apart from exploring the castle, I mean?"
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She sipped her tea and listened. Emily was obviously hesitant to talk about her friend, but it didn't sound like she was upset with him, so for once Anya decided not to pry. "You brought his dog back from the dead? I didn't know you could do that. Can you bring anyone back from the dead?
"As for me, I've just been exploring, and reading a little more about magic. I redecorated my room a few times with the spells we learned for this room." She thought back over the last few months. "Oh, I sorted a talking head in a television, and Jesus Christ."
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She smiled fondly at the mentioning of Scraps. "Oh, well... Yes, I can. Sort of. It's rather complicated, but I did it once before. It's not that I... made it alive again, precisely. I just found him, and brought him back to the Land of the Living. He is still a skeleton dog." There was a slight pause. "He is a very good dog, though. Full of clever ideas. I... can't bring people back from the dead. But animals, well, that is a different issue altogether. Usually, they miss their masters, so they're not very difficult to persuade, really."
Emily looked up. "A talking head? Oh, I knew one of those! He was not in a... te-le-vi-shun, though. Also, he was French." She stirred her tea and took a sip. " I went to that second Sorting as well. He was... nice, wasn't he?"
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