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Lily Evans ([info]emerald_eyes) wrote in [info]indarkness_logs,
@ 2010-07-08 21:26:00

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Entry tags:!complete, 2032 07, gregory house, lily evans

RP: Moonwatcher
Characters: Lily, House
Time/Date: Nighttime, July 8
Location: Hotel front steps
Warnings/Rating: None
Summary: Emo Lily is emo
Status: Closed



Ever since the note and potion ingredients had shown up in her room - and she'd realized what they were - Lily had been watching the moon. However, she quickly discovered that there was absolutely no pattern to the moon - it didn't move in any sort of cycle. One night it was a thin crescent ... and the next, it was nearly full.

There was evidence enough that she wasn't actually what the potion implied she was. Remus' bite had scarred - she knew, because she'd seen it a couple of times. Hers was healing normally. Completely normally.

She felt nothing at all when the moon - the fake moon? - had been nearly full, which implied to her she wasn't actually going to turn into something four-legged and furry. But then why ...? Why would they do this?

Pushing up the sleeve of her robe, Lily gazed at the healed over bite mark. No, it wasn't very likely at all that it had been a wolf's bite. A dog's bite, to make her think she'd be a wolf.

Exhaling a sigh, Lily let her sleeve slip back down as she tipped her head back to regard the half-moon that sat motionless in the sky - or whatever passed for a sky here.



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[info]house_call
2010-07-11 06:31 am UTC (link)
Greg had to fight himself from scoffing at that. Did he leave anything behind? For the first time, yes, he did, but that was just his luck. He wasn't nearly as understanding as Lily seemed to be. How terrible would it be for them to be here with him? They didn't have to work, and they would all be together, really. So what would the problem be?

"I guess so." He shrugged before he leaned forward onto the table that he was sitting at. "A friend, and someone a bit closer. Believe it or not, I'm not REALLY a people person." He smirked a little, before he glanced over at the pan she was using, and he breathed in deeply. He could cook, but it was so much easier to have other people do it for him...

"It's complicated. I worked with an emotionless perfectionist, a feminine creature with a pretty face... and a woman named Remy, also. My boss was totally into me, but I don't know."

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[info]emerald_eyes
2010-07-11 04:27 pm UTC (link)
Lily grinned slightly. "Suppose it's fortunate for you then that I am a people person," she teased him gently. "One who likes to cook for strange men," she added with a soft laugh as she worked. "I think everyone here has ... something, someone left behind. Some have closer bonds than others," she continued. "Tyler, for example, was very close to a few of his friends, whereas Jaime didn't have any particular attachments." Which she supposed was why Jaime was having an easier time of settling in completely here.

She chuckled softly at his comment about his boss, and she glanced across the divider to him. She wondered if that was the case, or if he was deluding himself, or simply making something up ... and she supposed it didn't really matter.

Flipping the omelet onto a plate, she turned off the burner and carried it out to him - along with a knife, fork, and condiments. "Did you want something to drink? They actually have a decent variety. Milk and soda and juice and I think some beer in the back."

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[info]house_call
2010-07-12 07:54 pm UTC (link)
House gave a shrug of indifference. To be honest, he didn't know whether he missed home or not. Granted, he and Lisa just really started to become an item... but he didn't have much faith in it. How long was it going to last, anyway? She was always changing her mind, and, put bluntly, it only took so long for Greg to start acting like a complete asshole again.

Lily seemed a bit different. A younger girl with a broader social life, and Greg couldn't help but notice that, if they were put in normal settings (minus the concept of being several decades apart) they probably wouldn't have looked twice at each other. To him, Lily would have been an outgoing, smiling optimist, who obviously tried to make the best out of a bad situation. He would have called her annoying... and she would have probably called him... well. Something much more vivid than 'annoying'.

He watched her bring the food over to him on a plate and it was then that he felt a bit awkward of the kind young woman serving him, his blue eyes moving up a bit at her face to say a proper 'thank you' before he shook his head. "No, I'm fine for now, I'll probably grab a beer later if I want to." He gave her a small, rare smile, before he cut into his food and took a bite. He gave a little nod in approval before he leaned back in his seat again, stretching out his leg. It always had a habit of acting up in stressful situations. And non-stressful situations. And all situations.

Greg never knew how possible it was to hate a limb.

He took another bite and glanced at the woman for a moment. It wasn't the first time he noticed the odd, cloak-like cover she was wearing,and noticed the accent that she sported. She was from Britain, obviously,and had a strange taste in clothing. Her confidence about spending time around an older man who, understandably, looked a little dirty with his unshaven face and wrinkled clothing, as if he just came off the streets, made him wonder what was so special about her that made her so confident and safe around complete strangers.

It was hard, though. With a situation such as this, did it really matter who was who back where they all came from? He was only going on what he knew in an unfamiliar world. "So what did you do back home?" He asked her, striking up their conversation out of pure curiosity. "You said that you and your Fiance were part of a charity group... for what? Did you carry a job along with it on the side?"

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[info]emerald_eyes
2010-07-12 10:15 pm UTC (link)
Lily was pleased that he seemed to appreciate the food, and she'd started to turn to head back to the kitchen to start clean-up when he dropped his question. She supposed she should have been prepared for a follow-up question, but she'd also considered that topic past and safe to forget about.

She was a horrible liar, and she hoped he didn't press too much as she shifted slightly widened emerald eyes toward him. "Ah," she said, which was of course simply one of those noises used to buy time.

"Well, ah ...orphans," she declared. "We ... worked with orphans. Teaching them and fund-raising for them and the like," she said before she swallowed hard. Yup, no tell-tale signs of a lie there. None what so ever. Except, of course, for the dozen or so ways her body, her expression, her eyes betrayed her.

"I ... James had family money, so we really didn't need to work. So we had a lot of free time to ... to spend with the children."

With her back slightly stiff, Lily retreated to the kitchen to start scrubbing the pan, though she was certainly still visible and in easy range of conversation.

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[info]house_call
2010-07-12 11:25 pm UTC (link)
Greg was slightly taken aback by her answer. There was nothing strange about her words, of course, but how horribly she LIED about it was almost astounding. Honestly, it shocked him that lying was THAT hard to do for some people. It was quite easy for him.

"Orphans." He stated bluntly, repeating her and staring at the back of her head as she started to clean dishes. He couldn't help but lean back and look a bit amused. What was so very important to lie about that she couldn't tell a man from thirty years into the future? "You teach... and fund-raise... orphans." He stretched lazily before he tilted his head and he asked simply,

"So it's one of those things that you don't like to talk about. Which means it's illegal or shameful..." Hey eyed her a bit. She was pretty, but she didn't strike him as someone who was a prostitute or an exotic dancer... so possibly something illegal. He believed her about her fiance having money, so selling drugs was a possibility but not a guarantee.

"I don't think many people are going to judge you here. Or uncover you for something illegal... who are we telling?"

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[info]emerald_eyes
2010-07-12 11:37 pm UTC (link)
"It's not ..." she started to protest. Honestly, in the strictest sense of things, what they were doing was a little illegal. Aurors tracked down dark wizards ... not young witches and wizards right out of school.

"Well, it isn't ... illegal," Lily hedged. "But honestly, if I told you I was part of a vigilante group that hunted down dark wizards, how on Earth would you take that?"

She knew how she looked. She wasn't that big, but she was fierce and quick with a hex when her back was to a wall. To look at her though, who would believe that? "So it's easier to ... I didn't expect any follow up questions," she admitted as a faint flush crept into her cheeks.

"Old habits die hard," she murmured. "We don't talk about the Order. We don't ... talk about what we are to people who aren't like us. But I suppose you're right. Who are you going to tell, here?" Lily shrugged and supposed she hadn't been doing a great job of hiding it anyway. At least, not to people she knew. It was just ... the new people she didn't go about blurting that she was a witch.

When she was in her robes, she assumed they assumed she was just from a different cultural background or made up some other excuse to explain her attire, and she didn't go flashing her wand about most of the time - at the pool was the one exception, because really ... where was she going to hide it in a bikini?

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[info]house_call
2010-07-13 12:09 am UTC (link)
Greg listened carefully to her tone and watched her face closely. Her words threw him off, and the fact that she said it all straight faced threw him off even more. He stared at the girl for a long, long moment, and his immediate thought was that she was horribly dilusional. Possibly some sort of schizophrenia, quite possibly a form where she thought that she lived in a world of dark wizard vigilante groups. Or was it... ANTI-dark wizard vigilante groups? That one sounded right...

The problem with that was that a schizophrenic wouldn't have lied about it in the first place. The concept of her hiding, what she believed to be, her true story, showed that she was in grasp with the concept of reality; what was real and what wasn't. He glanced back at her strange outfit and he looked back at her face... almost disappointed. She seemed so normal, too... boring, yes, but this place was a bit different. Instead of trying to find crazy people in a comfortable surrounding, he found himself eager to be around normal people in a crazy world.

"So you run around and beat up evil wizards." He cocked an eyebrow. "I suppose you, what, use magic, right? To hunt them down. Because... they're wizards."

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[info]emerald_eyes
2010-07-13 12:31 am UTC (link)
Lily laughed softly. "I wouldn't say I go around and beat them up, no. James prefers I not be ... out on the front lines. Mostly because he's afraid I'd show him up," she said, a smile softening her features. "At least, that's what he says ... I'm sure it's more because he doesn't want me to get hurt." But they both knew if he said that ... it wouldn't go over well at all.

"I'm more ... background work. I hadn't decided what I wanted to do yet. Not really. So I've been working on potions ... so whether I wanted to go for my potions mastery or apprentice at St Mungo's to be a healer ... well, either way it's a valuable skill. And yes, we do use magic," she said as she rinsed off the pan.

"How else should we go about picking off wizards who can kill you with a well-timed flick of their wand?" Who ... had killed people she knew, with spells she wouldn't utter save in the most dire of circumstances.

Drying off the pan, she put it away and moved back to the table, plunking herself down across from him. She wondered a little if he'd want a demonstration now.

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[info]house_call
2010-07-14 06:11 am UTC (link)
He watched as her face seemed to soften at the mention of the man she called her fiance and Greg felt something strike him painfully in the chest. She must have missed him. Terribly, really. He missed Lisa already and he wasn't even sure if the woman really cared for him in that way, having someone like that, THAT young... the poor girl.

However, House wasn't one to take pity on people so he quickly pushed the wave of emotion away, replacing it with overwhelming logic. St. Mungo's? A healer, not a doctor? And yes. They do use magic.

"Oh. We'll if thats the case then I've always wanted to see a unicorn. The idea of riding one always makes me feel so pretty, you see." Despite his effort, he was keeping his sarcasm at a minimum. He still wasn't sure if this girl was crazy, but she was the only one talking to him at this point. And crazy company was better than no company at all.

He watched her sit at the table across from him and he stared at her... before his eyes widened. "Oh, no, are you going to pull a rabbit out of my ear now?"

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[info]emerald_eyes
2010-07-14 02:08 pm UTC (link)
"Just a unicorn? Why not a dragon?" she teased him playfully ... and then wondered if anyone had ridden a unicorn. Someone, probably, somewhere had. "I'm not sure we actually ride unicorns. If they can even be tamed, for all that. We just use their tail hairs in wands, and potions and the like," she said.

She, of course, was being serious - even if he hadn't been.

Chuckling softly, Lily shook her head. "I could try, if you wanted me to, but ... that seems like a bit of a parlor trick, doesn't it?" That, and she wasn't exactly the best at transfiguration, which she'd need to get a rabbit around here.

She did slip her wand out though, holding it between her hands and gazing at it. "I could do something else if you'd like an actual demonstration though."

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