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Post by Ebin Durk on May 31, 2006 22:21:33 GMT -5
Ebin sat outside a small tea shop in Diagon Ally. He had a new book on counter spells which he was flipping through with interest. He had been at a funneral and was eager to get back to school. Ebin lifted his cup of bubbling tea to his lips and took a small swallow. Instantly his whole body felt warm and calm. He sank deeper into his chair, which had turned very comfortable by the affects of his odd colored liquid, and turned another page of his book. He had a small content smile on his face as he lost focus on the words about a common counter hex against reduco.
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Post by dairywizard on May 31, 2006 22:42:26 GMT -5
Darius hated outings, especially when his family tagged along.
Today was supposed to be the day when Darius actually could get some new robes that he hadn't grown out of yet, or that were too tight around the chest or too flow-y around his ankles. As Darius continued to get taller, his robes turned into dresses more than anything else, fitting him in uncomfortably tight and girly ways. His sisters had said he looked cute, but Darius more shared the opinion of the wizards who kept calling him "fairy" as he walked around Diagon Alley.
His dress swished around his anemic ankles as he hoisted his bookbag higher up on his shoulder and rearranged his perscription sunglasses, which he only wore when he was trying to impress people, or at least not alarm them with his yellowing, buggy grey eyes.
God forbid he would see somebody he knew, though.
And then there was Ebin, sitting on a chair looking cooler than ever, like he had practiced being cool over the summer.
"Wow, er, hi, Ebin!" Darius said, his voice cracking to a lower pitch than usual. "Wow! Er, hi!" He stammered carefully, regretting saying hello. He remembered Ebin's quick temper, and then furthur remembered all the death threats. And suicide attempts.
Darius wanted to run away.
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Post by Ebin Durk on May 31, 2006 22:48:57 GMT -5
Ebin picked up his drink again as he eased out of his blurred state up mind. He downed another sip as his eyes drifted towards a familiar site, it was Dairy-boy. The edges of Ebin's lips curled into a smile as he pushed himself up, letting his book slip out of his fingers. Ebin hopped over the railing that seperated the cafe with the cobble stone street. Ebin caught up to Darius and his unusually low legs with a few difficult strides. "Dairy-boy!" Ebin called turning around and walking slightly in front of him. Ebin's eyes drifted to Darius's ankles, "You've... gotten taller..." Ebin said with a smirk.
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Post by dairywizard on May 31, 2006 22:50:32 GMT -5
(ooc: to anyone who cares/happens to notice, i would just like to say that we are not going to be annoying "long complex history from a different world" kids. That's annoying. Even though we kind of are. But still.)
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Post by dairywizard on May 31, 2006 23:18:26 GMT -5
"Hi," Darius said, trying to look like he had been chasing something in the wind, not running away from Ebin. He grabbed at the air a few times, then acted like he had just missed something and was annoyed.
"Yes, I have grown a few inches," Darius said, blushing and getting mad at himself for it. "You are reading, now?" He said in what meant to be an unmalicious way. "I don't remember you being so interested in magic. Any neat spells in there?" Darius asked, trying to turn the conversation away from his appearance. Too many past insults about his height, bowl haircut, face, and legs had hurt Darius quite enough.
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Post by Ebin Durk on May 31, 2006 23:27:26 GMT -5
Ebin looked over the book lying on the table. Its pages were upturning in the slight breeze. Ebin shrugged turning his attention back to Daruis. "When'd you get the shades?" Ebin said bring his face close to Darius, having to stand on his tip toes. Ebin squinted as he awkwardly looked at Darius's glasses when they were still on his face. Ebin picked at them like a monkey before slowly removing them off Darius's face and setting them on the edge of his own nose. Ebin laughed as he pulled himself away from Darius and held the glasses to his face. "Hey look! I'm Dairy-boy!" Ebin said dancing around and trying to make Darius as embarrassed as possible. Ebin pushed the glasses farther down his nose and squinted at Darius, "What's wrong with them, they're all funny..." Ebin said refuring to the prescription which made them nausiating and uncomfortable to Ebin to wear.
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