InsaneJournal

Tweak says, "I used a stunt butt!"

Dσƈƚσɾ Dαɾƈყ Lҽɯιʂ (darcylewis) wrote in makebelievelog,
@ 2013-01-21 20:16:00

Entry tags:

darcy lewis, regulus black

Who: Darcy Lewis, Regulus Black
What: Unidentified piggy spotting
When: January 21, 2013 - after dinner
Where: Castle grounds
Rating/Warnings: Low; will update if necessary
Status: In progress/Closed

After dinner, Darcy pulled her jacket on and headed outside. It was cold, but she was getting tired and she wanted something to wake her up. It was too early to turn in or else she would be up at the dim and dismal 3 AM. She couldn't think of anything she really wanted to be up at 3 AM for short of it randomly raining money, iPods, or both. And while some weird things had happened, she doubted she would have enough luck that such would happen.

Darcy started to wonder if she really did need to go sleep when she spotted a man walking a small pig on a leash. After a moment of watching, she decided that it was just a case of kind of weird things happening. Smiling, she crossed her arms and approached, asking, "Is that a boy or a girl?"

She had a number of other questions in mind too.

(Read comments) - (Post a new comment)

darcylewis
2013-01-24 06:43 am UTC (link)

"Well, they have good taste." She paused at the look of horror and at the man putting his hands over the pig's ears. It took her a moment to contemplate why he might be so horrified.

"Animals eat other animals. Omnivores and carnivores! Does he - know what 'b-a-c-o-n' means?" Darcy looked more horrified at this sudden thought, giving the pig a suspicious stare. She knew that magic was real and so on, but somehow she was skeptical of a completely aware pig. "It's not like I was thinking he should eat b-word. I was thinking it'd be kind of wrong in a weird - human beliefs projected onto animals sort of way!"

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

royalvenant
2013-01-25 07:01 am UTC (link)

“No,” Regulus said shortly, “But I’d rather he not find out. He’s an innocent pig.”

Just at that moment, the innocent pig wiggled free of Regulus’ hands and squirmed over to Darcy taking full advantage of the slack in the leash now available to him.

“He eats strictly the mix of ground mush I buy for him from a stock feed shop. And I don’t feed him his own kind,” he gave Darcy a disapproving stare. “I don’t have the kind of humor you seem to think I possess. Or you have, for that matter.”

He stood up and gathered the loose leash back in hand. He tugged on Lord Atherol to prompt the pig to move along. However, the pig was enjoying the attention from someone new far too much. Traitor, Regulus thought to himself.

“Oh, bloody-” he mumbled under his breath. “Do you want to stay out where it’ll freeze your tail off or do you want to go inside where you won’t get frostbite on your wigglybits?” He asked his much too friendly pet. And in a display that would surely make Darcy’s suspicion deepen, the pig looked at Regulus, grunted in a pathetic, irresolute way and then looked to where Regulus was pointing. Almost as if the pig understood what Regulus was asking, when in actuality Regulus had merely reminded him of something else the pig dearly wanted, to be inside where it was warm and was now forced to confront giving up attention for an equally pressing desire.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

darcylewis
2013-01-29 11:33 am UTC (link)

"But he can understand and learn English words? I never explained what the b-word meant." Darcy objected with a slight pout, not pointing out that the man had actually been the one to explain it. "And no one has the same sense of humor I do. I'm used to that. But I wouldn't find it funny to feed him b-word. Does he never try to snatch food? I'd imagine a pig would be more like a dog in that way."

She watched carefully when the pig reacted to where Regulus pointed. Darcy watched, interested. Even if she wasn't a scientist, she could appreciate weird stuff. Even without weird stuff, she could appreciate cute stuff... and the pig was cute.

"I'll quit petting him, if he shouldn't stay out too long?" She offered, not phased by the disapproving stare or tone of the other man. She wasn't apologizing with her own tone, nor did she appear (nor feel) any sense of regret for what she had said or asked. She also didn't want the pig to be in trouble with its owner, nor suffer because of her desire to pet it.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

royalvenant
2013-02-01 12:40 pm UTC (link)

Regulus scowled at this strange girl who was surely trying to corrupt his innocent pig. Why else would be bring up bacon around a Lord Atherol. He didn’t go around asking if people ate other people.

“Lord Atherol is a well-mannered pig. He doesn’t beg for food. He doesn’t need to know what b-word is because he’ll never taste it.” Regulus wondered for a moment if he should have a talk with his younger self about this subject. He was sure Reg wouldn’t try something so uncouth, but the boy was fifteen after all.

“It’s cold out. Yes I want to get him inside. He has only this green coat.” Regulus didn’t know what to think of this girl who seemed unfazed by his cool demeanor. Usually people rose to the challenge his grumpiness presented with anger of their own. But it was like she didn’t even hear the sharpness in his tone. Who was this girl? She was definitely throwing Regulus off his game.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

darcylewis
2013-02-01 08:22 pm UTC (link)

"Is that why the 'Lord' part is there? Because he's a refined piggy?" The terms 'refined' and 'piggy' didn't really go together, but neither did 'pig' and 'jacket.' Darcy could see evidence for herself that it worked spectacularly together. She didn't see any reason why 'refined' and 'piggy' didn't work for the situation. "And that doesn't answer if he can understand English or not. I know some pets are crazy smart. I was just asking."

"And okay." Darcy gave the pig one last pet before standing up to let him go, though she said (to Lord Atherol) as she did, "Later, Lord A. Better get inside before you and your owner freeze."

Darcy crossed her arms and moved to wander off, planning to walk around the castle grounds a little more. She wanted to wake herself up; just because others were being smart and going inside didn't mean it was quite time for her to retreat from the cold.

(Reply to this) (Parent)

(Read comments) -