RP: Crazy/Insightful

[headonshoulders]

Date: 9th July 2001
Characters: Sir Nicholas, Della, Sir Cai
Status: Private
Summary: Nick takes Sir Cai for a walk and runs into Della, who scares them both a bit
Completion: Complete

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[delphinia_avery]

Too many shops stores not for whores and everything new and shiny. New shiny, always tidy, nothing here for her but didn't it smell lovely? Flowers and powers, drop them together and wait and wait, see what makes of that. Too much had changed, too much, two times, over and again and hands turned over to others, passing the torch, new porch here and there and once more, and some things, still the same, at least.

Della stopped, stopped still for a pull of will, a secret unspilled. "You. Walls don't hold you, then they do; it's a clue."

[headonshoulders]

Nick paused, blinking at the woman who had appeared from nowhere in front of them. Was she addressing him? He and Sir Cai exchanged surprised glances.

"I beg your pardon, madam?" he asked, tilting his head curiously. She didn't look at all familiar to him, though he prided himself on remembering every face that passed through Hogwarts.

[delphinia_avery]

Don't frighten people, Della. Nothing ventured, nothing gained, but only if they listened and heard and took in a word and going unheeded was unwelcome, unwanted, undesired. "A clue, to you, to who," she managed, taking a breath. "It's obligation, requirement, every bit the job, the snob, and there you are, flicker and flick, unstick, unpick."

[headonshoulders]

"Are you quite all right, madam?" Nick asked, his brow crinkling in concern. "You don't seem well. May I take you to the Leaky Cauldron to get you some water, perhaps?"

Clearly she didn't know what she was saying. Clue? Clue to what? Obligation and flickering? How very strange this was.