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Gin Weasley ([info]chasing_gin) wrote in [info]mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-07-14 22:19:00

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Entry tags:complete, day 7, ginny weasley, max evans, pheromones

Day Seven
Who: Ginny and Max
Where: The Hot Springs
When: Day Seven, Mid-morning
What: Love Potion No. 9, aka "Pheremone Shenanigans".
Why: Apparently Gin sniffed the flowers. :)
Rating: PG-13 for now.
Status: Unfinished



The scent of the flowers had been particularly strong that morning as Gin sat in her room with the windows open. She'd slept later than she liked, so she skipped breakfast and headed out to explore this new place. Her new home. It certainly didn't have the cozy feel of the Burrow or even the Gryffindor dorms, but it was pretty nice to not be forced into sharing the bathroom.

She'd walked aimlessly all morning, weaving in and out of the gardens for a bit, but hadn't come across anyone yet. She got to what appeared to be some hot springs and decided to relax in one a bit before heading back to the main part of the resort. She pulled out her wand before shrugging off her robe and transfiguring her top and skirt into a relatively modest swimsuit.

A soft breeze sent an enticing new scent past her nose as she dipped her foot into the spring, and she turned to look around her. She didn't notice anyone or anything new in sight, so she ignored the smell and waded slowly into the spring until she could sit and relax.



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[info]alien_max
2008-07-16 08:46 am UTC (link)
“Ginny”, Max repeated. The name suited the fiery redhead soaking in the heated spring just across from him. She said she’d been here only two days and had been hiding the whole time…he was sure that, had she not been holed up in her room, he would have surely noticed her. Pushing a few strands of dark hair out of his eyes, Max replied to her query, “I’ve been here a week now”, he shook his head, “It’s been so crazy…I arrived in the stables…poof!”.

When Ginny asked him if he wanted a massage, Max was stunned for a moment…the proverbial ‘deer in the headlights’. There was a part of him, of course that was doing a victory dance…spiking the football after making a touchdown. Then there was the other 99% of him, Max the alien that had to hide from a xenophobic American government…Max that had to worry about his sister and friend being caught…and, oh yes, Max the virgin. He was a bit shocked that she had just told him her name and was already offering a massage.

It seemed as if 15 minutes had passed, but it was only a moment, “Uh, massage?”, he asked, making sure. Well…it would be rude to say no after she offered, he reasoned. Plus, he really could use a massage…and she was so pretty. What are you so afraid of Max?!, he thought to himself. “Sure, Ginny! That would be great! Are you sure you want to?”.


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[info]chasing_gin
2008-07-16 07:35 pm UTC (link)
"It must be rough being away from everyone." She knew it was rough for her. Sure, her family often left her fuming when they treated her like a baby, but she was rather close to them. "I was in the middle of my first professional Quidditch match... at least as a starter."

He was cute, but so shy. She wondered what it would take to get him to open up to her. "What is it like where you're from?" she asked as she waded to where he was. He looked nervous. Maybe he wasn't used to interacting with other girls. But he was so handsome! Surely the girls where he was from fell over themselves in an attempt to catch his eye.

"Yes silly, a massage. Scoot forward or turn around so I can reach your shoulders better."

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