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Post by Jonathon Davis on Aug 25, 2009 9:21:43 GMT 10
Jonathon stepped out of the circus; he had left the tent early then everyone else. He had seen enough. It wasn't that he didn't enjoy the show, it's just he had spent long enough inside the tent to feel uneasy.
Munching on his new bag of popcorn however he lounged outside the circus, his dark eyes watching the passerby's with lazy interest. Or at least that's what it appeared to be. Jonathon always watched people; it had become easier to judge people by now. Suspicions activites had to be monitored and sometimes he did it on his off days unconciously; though he knew nothing here should be suspicious. It was afterall entertainment, not a primary gathering place for the Minister of Magic or anything.
Feeling a little exposed though, he tugged his brown hat lower on his face and continued watching curiously.
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Post by Crysa Lake on Aug 25, 2009 21:22:31 GMT 10
Crysa slipped out of the circus, unable to withstand the crowds any longer. She sat outside the circus, her wings and fangs hidden from view. She began braiding a strand of her hair, ignoring the pangs of hunger that were starting to irritate her. "I get the blood tomorrow, just wait until then," she hissed to herself, the pupils in her eyes dilating in the light.
Looking around passively, she noticed a man nearby. He had been inside the circus as well, but she hadn't realised he had also left. Drawing her knees up, she continued to watch him, interested as to what he was doing.
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Post by Jonathon Davis on Aug 27, 2009 5:49:26 GMT 10
Jonathon was now starting to feel watched himself. Eyes darting around, they flickered finally over to where a young girl was. She was the one watching him.
Jonathon stared back at her, his head tilted up enough for her to just see the shine of his eyes. Who was she and what did she want? He thought, his mind jumping through ideas.
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Post by Crysa Lake on Aug 27, 2009 20:35:25 GMT 10
Crysa met his gaze, unblinking as she examined him. Biting her lip, she immediately covered her mouth, having forgotten about the fangs. Drawing them back, she curled into a tighter ball and prayed he hadn't noticed. This guy looked like he meant business. Auror? Crysa was uncertain, but he seemed to have the aura of an auror.
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Post by Jonathon Davis on Aug 29, 2009 7:27:43 GMT 10
Jonathon's eyes picked up on her longer teeth immediately, however he honestly could care less. What could one little girl do to him? Instinct took him to walk over and sit beside her. Staring straight ahead, and not looking at her at all; he said quietly, "Pretty crowded at the circus, isn't it?"
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Post by Crysa Lake on Aug 30, 2009 3:46:03 GMT 10
"Yes, I'm not used to having so many people around." Crysa breathed, her voice no louder than a whisper in the stillness around them. Turning to face him properly, she tilted her head to one side. "Who are you?"
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Post by Jonathon Davis on Aug 30, 2009 4:29:55 GMT 10
He could barely hear her soft voice, and he had had years of listening for the quietest conversations on his side. "I see. I'm not a big fan of crowds either." He told her.
"My name is Jonathon, and you are?" He glanced sideways at her, wondering why she was so timid for a vampire.
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Post by Crysa Lake on Aug 30, 2009 4:39:45 GMT 10
"Crysa. Actually, I'm called Crystal, but I prefer Crysa." She murmured, braiding several strands of grass beneath her fingers.
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Post by Jonathon Davis on Aug 30, 2009 6:32:30 GMT 10
"Crysa.." He repeated back to himself. "A interesting name, for an interesting person I presume. "Do you attend Hogwarts?" Jonathon asked her.
She appeared meek to him, very unobtrusive in general. It was as though she was trying to fade into the background, to not be noticed by anything.
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Post by Crysa Lake on Aug 30, 2009 6:36:01 GMT 10
"Yeah, I am in my seventh year. Anything that keeps me away from home is good to me. I want to help other witches and wizards, I just don't know in which job yet," Crysa sighed, looking at Jonathon through lilac eyes. "I think I can guess what you do, even if you don't tell people."
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Post by Jonathon Davis on Aug 30, 2009 6:49:09 GMT 10
He glanced at her concerned, "Is everything alright at home?" Jonathon asked. It wasn't right for parents to take their anger out on their children; no matter what the circumstances. "Maybe I can help you, the ministry sets up job trail days. You can test out a occupation for a day." He said, hoping to help her.
However he quieted down as she said she had guessed what he did for a living. "And what do you think it is, Crysa?"
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Post by Crysa Lake on Aug 30, 2009 6:53:32 GMT 10
Crysa studied him thoughtfully. "Home is home, you cannot help. Nobody can help. I like the job trial idea, thankyou for suggesting it."
"I think you are...." she paused and glanced around, but satisifed there was no one to overhear she sat up and leant forward. "An auror. But I also do not think the job entirely satisifies you."
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Post by Jonathon Davis on Aug 30, 2009 7:00:30 GMT 10
Jonathon frowned, "What happens at Home can be helped. There are people you can talk to. Things can change." He said insistantly.
His eyes shifted, "Yes. I am an Auror." He didn't understand what she meant when she said that he was unsatisfied by his job. "I choose my profession, why would I be unhappy with it?" He questioned her curious to her reply.
True, there were times he felt there was more he could do about his job. A improvment would be better hours, maybe some actual time to himself. He hadn't had a real girlfriend for probably 3 years now. His job consumed his life.
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Post by Crysa Lake on Aug 30, 2009 7:08:17 GMT 10
"Who would listen to a vampire?" Crysta asked, drawing back into herself. He was beginning to make her uncomfortable, he was too interested. She had learnt long ago that trust was nothing but a word. Having it abused so many times had taken its toll, and now she knew she would not trust someone properly for as long as she could feel.
"I sense loneliness. Your job isolates you, you do not socialise properly anymore." Crysa whispered.
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Post by Jonathon Davis on Aug 30, 2009 8:55:45 GMT 10
"Quite a few people, surprisingly." He informed her. "No one deserves to suffer. No one." Jonathon said firmly.
He frowned, She was drawing into herself. This girl needed a backbone, something to stand up for. "You are welcome to come into the office any time, and I'll set up some job shadow days. Or send a letter." Jonathon flicked out a business card, with his office information on it.
"Well I'm socializing with you aren't I?" Jonathon said, sarcasam semi evident, then he checked himself. This was not the type of girl to be rude to, she would only get quieter with society. "Your right though." He said admitted shortly.
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