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Lily Evans (just_lily) wrote in silverage,
@ 2011-08-26 19:50:00

Entry tags:

!log, lily evans, locke cole

Quiet
Who: Lily, Locke
What: seeking quiet
When: Evening
Where: a small bookstore/cafe
Rating: Low
Status: Complete

Maybe she was just going crazy, but she thought there was some sort of underlying tension in the flat. It wasn't anything she could pinpoint which is why she thought she was probably imagining it. Maybe it was her, projecting. She was still dealing with issues from last weekend that she hadn't really spoken to anyone about.

She was probably overthinking it, at any rate.

Either way, she wasn't interested in hanging around the house. The library wasn't open after work though, which shot down that plan. Still, she'd searched around and managed to find a smallish, quiet cafe with a little stage. People were reciting poetry or telling stories, and some were browsing the small selection of books. Lily had purchased one and settled at a quiet table with a hot chocolate and a muffin.

She intended to spend most of her evening here, or places like it, and she didn't think the odds were good of encountering anyone she knew. Still, she kept glancing up to the door now and again just in case someone who looked interesting came in.

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lockecole
2011-08-29 03:14 am UTC (link)

The friend had been about to oblige, Locke knew this, so he slammed his better hand on the table and eyed his friend. Scars were useless if you weren't proud of them, sure, but--

Lifting a warning finger at his friend, he said, "Never ask that much from a woman."

"She offered!"

"Doesn't mean you ought to take her up on it!" Locke said before he turned back to the red-haired lady. "Excuse my friend, he doesn't have that much of moral fiber in his personage..."

"Says the man who's killed people."

"Like I said," Locke turned again to his friend, "I'm not sure about that part of my history." Because if you had a battalion of soldiers ganging up on you, it would take a miracle to count their heads, Locke thought.

Leaning to a side so that he saw her over Locke's side, his friend said to the lady, "Hey, since we've bothered you enough, already, why don't you come and join us? Locke's stories here of magic and swordfights should be more interesting than that book."

"You're just fascinated by my greatness, admit it," Locke snorted while he lifted the black package of his weapons off the last chair in the table and transferred it to his feet.

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just_lily
2011-08-29 03:19 am UTC (link)

Lily laughed softly. "Not quite. I said if it weren't where it was, I'd show you. But since it is ... there won't be any show tonight, loves." Which made her wonder if someone, someday here was going to see her scar, and the rest of her along with it.

It wasn't anything she wanted to think about just then though, so she shook those thoughts off.

She listened to their banter and was somewhat reminded of James and Sirius at home, in the commons, and she closed her eyes against the wave of homesickness that washed over her.

All the same, it wasn't as though she was against making new friends, and the book really wasn't that fascinating. It might have been more interesting if she were home and in bed and alone, but ... people were more interesting.

Gathering up her muffin and mug and book, Lily moved herself to the freed-up seat and sat down. "I'm Lily, by the way. Lily Evans," she introduced herself.

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lockecole
2011-08-29 03:27 am UTC (link)

Locke's friend had introduced himself as "Fred Johnson" but he paused for a bit before he shared that his name was, "Locke Cole." Lily Evans? Locke wondered if that name was familiar. There had been a lost girl (or at least he assumed that she was lost) named "Lily" over the boards and later, she became "LE" -- Lily Evans. It all fits!

"Hold on a sec," Locke said to Lily, curiosity in his brows, "Are you the same LE over at the boards? The one who uhh...works in Sterling-Cooper and is lost?"

"Wow, Locke. If that isn't attention to detail..."

Locke kept his face straight. In his profession, it was just hard not to be aware about these little things...

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just_lily
2011-08-29 03:44 am UTC (link)

"Mhm. That's me," she said. "Though I suppose I'm more displaced than lost now. I know where I am and I've even managed to master the bus schedules. It's just ... not home."

Not yet, at any rate, and she dreaded the day she started to refer to it as home. It would mean that she'd let go of England, of Hogwarts, and of James. She was shedding bits and pieces, she knew, because she had to or she'd go mad. But she didn't like the idea of this becoming home. It was temporary, she was sure of it.

"It's a pleasure to meet you both," she replied, offering a smile and a nod to both of them. "Are you ..." She hesitated. "Well, have you always lived in the city? Or this area?"

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lockecole
2011-08-29 04:09 am UTC (link)

"Nope," Fred said, "Born and raised in Chicago."

"Born and raised in Kohlingen!" Locke volunteered almost enthusiastically before he cleared his throat and got a hold of himself. "I mean...not that that's supposed to matter to either of you but you and I," he said to Lily, "we're both misplaced."

"Where did you come from?" Fred asked and in his voice, there was the unmistakable note of curiosity. "From the future? The past? Or from some fantastical place with monsters and all that?"

"He's supposed to be studying us displaced people," Locke explained to Lily as he reclined comfortably to his chair. "For universe-city or whatever you call that..."

"Purely for academic research," Fred insisted.

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just_lily
2011-08-29 04:15 am UTC (link)

Lily belatedly realized her slip. Clearly she was miserable at carrying fibs, and shouldn't bother trying. Still, he recognized her from the boards and was misplaced himself, so what did it matter? She'd continue her facade at work, of course, but ... why bother here, with someone in her same situation?

"Near London, England. It was late December of 1978 for me before I wound up here in July." She was a little reluctant to disclose details though, and she glanced curiously to Locke. Emerald eyes slid back toward Fred before she shrugged a little. "So what have you discovered so far then? Is the displacement related to why we're all trapped here?"

Exhaling softly, she picked at her muffin. She decided to wait and hear more about this research before disclosing anything else about the magical side of the world. After all, she could certainly get away with describing Muggle England, even if she was living on the other side of things.

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lockecole
2011-08-29 04:49 am UTC (link)

"Actually, I've just began this research," Fred confessed openly. "I've only been doing interviews for a week so I hadn't found out anything yet. But," and he made sure to pause here for drama, "I am hoping that by the end of this research, we could find a conclusion in relations to that or find opportunities for people like you! Like uhh...incorporating your knowledge for the advancement of American science or education or architecture, and then finding more appropriate jobs for you where both sides could benefit from your residence here...things like that!"

"Your enthusiasm," Locke said flatly to begin, "is very gratifying, Fred."

"Really!" Fred beamed at him and then found his unhappy look. "Oh wait, you don't like it."

"No, it's not that I don't, it's that," he sighed as he scratched the back of his head where his bruise might be forming. "...it's a long story," he said after some thought while he looked at both his friend and Lily, "But it's a research similar to this that nearly ruined my realm. People capturing people empowered by magic to use that magic for their own gain...not that I still have magic in me but there are lots of people here who do and...well, it's not a pretty mess, what happened back home."

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just_lily
2011-08-29 01:32 pm UTC (link)

"So, using victims for your own gain then," Lily said as she fixed her eyes on Fred. "Capitalizing on a tragedy, is that it then?" She noticed he hadn't said anything about helping them find a way home back to their own lives, no. Just how the people drawn in here could be used to better his world. Lovely.

Glancing over to Locke, she nodded slightly in agreement. "A fair few people don't believe it, you know. Don't believe we've come here from other worlds. One of my friends met that sort of resistance when she tried to explain she was from a distant future. I generally don't admit to it. I just pretend I've randomly decided to move to the States and leave it at that."

Shifting her gaze back to Fred. "I don't think I'd be interested in participating in your research then. No offense to you, but it's not to my tastes."

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lockecole
2011-08-29 02:29 pm UTC (link)

Locke didn't like being called a victim, even if he was it in every sense of the word. And he didn't think this was a tragedy at all. Sure he missed his friends, he missed his girlfriend, he missed everything about home...but he never saw his displacement as anything close to a tragedy. It was just...was. It was just something that happened and would pass when it would.

But he never said anything to defend or further attack his good friend whose eyes were already darting here and there. He didn't like his proposal and he didn't remember being told that his research was that way all along and it bothered Locke a little. Was there a possibility that the crisis in his home would happen again here in Earth? He didn't doubt their intelligence...so if they started believing...

"N, not at all!" Fred said after Lily had spoken her side and he smiled to her but his smile wasn't quite as bright as it had once been. In fact, it didn't take him long to glance at his wristwatch and then share that it was late for him. "I've got to go, still got to pick my sister up..."

"This doesn't mean we aren't friends, anymore, okay?" Locke made sure to call to Fred as the local stumbled out of their tiny space and hurried out the door. "I'll see you again next week," he tried again, but to no response.

Fred had gone as fast as he could.

Locke sighed through his nostrils as he stared at his left fingers on the wooden table. He drummed his fingertips a little...then waved his hand a bit to Lily as he said, "I'm sorry about that. I didn't think that was what he was going after."

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just_lily
2011-08-29 02:35 pm UTC (link)

Lily was more than a little amused at his hasty retreat, though she did feel a touch bad about it. He probably hadn't seen it that way, she was sure, but she saw it that way. Let's see what the strangers know that we can use.

"It's not your fault," she assured Locke. "Human nature, I suppose. The baser side of it, at any rate." She personally would be more inclined to help someone before anything else, but that was her basic nature. She had a temper, and could hold a grudge, yes, but only to people who incited it. Generally, strangers didn't merit that sort of response from her.

That, though, had rubbed her the wrong way. "Sorry for driving your friend away," she returned as she flashed a slightly impish smile to Locke. "I'll have to tell my mates that someone's trying to exploit us and they should be careful about it." She wondered, if Sirius had been here, if he would have played along and made up some ridiculous story for the bloke. She was willing to bet he would have, and it would have served him right, too.

"Suppose that sticks you with me for company," she added as she regarded him. "Though I can bugger off if you'd rather."

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lockecole
2011-08-29 03:09 pm UTC (link)

Locke creased his brows at Lily's proposition and gave it a small laugh, just a breath of one, really. "Now why would I want that? It's okay, you can stay here if you want, I'm completely harmless," said the man with a metallic boomerang and a legendary sword by his feet. But he did flash her a completely harmless grin.

A completely complacent one, as if he wasn't ruminating on what his friend had just revealed to them.

"Honestly, though, I much prefer the company of the displaced," he shared as he leaned over to pick up his weapons wrapped in black clothing and drag the freshly emptied seat over so that he could prop them over there, making sure to place them easily so that a sound didn't give them away. "You know what they say about birds and feathers. And besides, where else can you find sympathy but from someone with a similar experience, right?" It sounded pretty basic to him.

Placing his lower arms on the table, he said to the lady, "So you're from England and a different time." What was that number she said, again? "But that's from this Earth, too, isn't it?"

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just_lily
2011-08-29 03:29 pm UTC (link)

Lily had to smile when he said he was harmless. Even if he hadn't been, she liked to think she could handle herself. Though she had heard he had some sort of magic, she was fairly sure. Or Fred had implied as much. Either way, the idea was in her head, so there may have been a need for caution if he did turn on her ... though that seemed unlikely.

"It is of this Earth," she agreed. "As far as we can tell, at any rate. Perhaps not this exact version, but one close enough. So at least there's that familiarity.

"I take it then you aren't from about here? This ... reality or planet?" She'd heard of the ones from the distant future and other planets, of course, and she wondered if that was his situation as well. Nibbling at her muffin, Lily glanced around once before settling her gaze back on him.

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lockecole
2011-08-29 04:19 pm UTC (link)

"I think planet more than reality," Locke confessed as he remembered his coffee and drunk down the cold liquid. "Since technically, all realms exist alongside others, right? Or maybe...not in your reality but that's how I know things work," he said as he set down his empty cup.

"I don't remember what my world is called anymore. No one does, not even the history books," he smiled apologetically to her as he shrugged, "So I can't give you more than Kohlingen for my origins. 'cause really, that's about all that I know of it. You want some coffee with your muffin?" he was about to raise his hand for the waiter when a round of applause rang from around him and he clapped his hands half-mindedly. Up the stage, the performer had bowed and begun to step away for the next act.

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just_lily
2011-08-29 07:28 pm UTC (link)

Lily shrugged a little helplessly to his descriptions of side-by-side realities. "I don't think it's ever come up, honestly," she admitted. "Maybe it was mentioned in a class I didn't take, but ..." She shook her head. "It's unlikely, and I never had a reason to give it much thought before now."

Though now that the thought was there, she had to wonder a little. Were there other versions of her world? Was there a reality where she didn't die? Where she and James weren't killed? Was there a chance her 30 year old self would show up here as well?

They were big questions for which she didn't even have the beginnings of answers.

At his question, she shook her head and gestured to her half-full mug. "I'm all set, but thank you," she replied. "How long have you been here?" She asked softly. "And do you think we'll make it home?"

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lockecole
2011-08-30 01:41 am UTC (link)

"I've been here for five years, already!" Locke announced, wide eyes and all.

And then: "No, I'm just kidding, it's been three months." He winked at her. "Lighten up, won't you? There's something about you that's so tense and strict, you can't survive this adventure like that." Or at least he didn't think it would be easy to do so. Adapt and move on, that's how it ought to be done.

He lifted his cup and his right for a waiter to see as a pair of boys took the stage for their performance. He tapped the side of his cup, and message delivered, he replaced his empty drink on the table so he could prop his elbows on his tabletop and lace his fingers loosely. "Do I think we'll make it home, though? I honestly do," he said with a sincere nod. "All realms can't stay locked in forever -- trust me, I've seen one try to and," his hands parted for something like an explosion, "it burst wide open. Every single one of...them," yes, she didn't know what Espers were, "fled out of their realm and into ours. Not a very pretty sight, though." He chuckled while the waiter arrived with a refill of his coffee.

"Should only be a matter of time, I think. Anyway, how are you supposed to fit all the realms here? The locals are starting to complain, some might even be losing their jobs to people like us and that's never a good thing." And this is why he has never taken up a job yet. "A lot of things could happen: locals could rebel, we could join that rebellion, someone smart enough or powerful enough to get us out of here could come out, the barrier could break or, if there is a culprit, we could find them." In Locke's mind, it all made sense.

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just_lily
2011-08-30 02:23 am UTC (link)

Lily's brows elevated slightly when he admitted to being here for years, and she shook her head slightly when he amended it. She didn't think she was strict, though she couldn't deny some measure of tension about herself. She shrugged slightly. "I've a lot on my mind." She knew she'd really need to unload at least some of it at some point, but she didn't want to add to any of the unrest already present in the flat. She'd just ... deal, for now.

"Do you think you'll try to change anything, when you get home?" She asked. She was simply curious, but then ... she only wanted to change things because she knew what happened. Maybe nothing bad happened in his future, or maybe he didn't have anyone here to tell him if something did or not. She wasn't interested in whether or not he thought it was a good idea; she was going to do it anyway.

"Besides, I don't think everyone will show up. It seems utterly random in regard to who shows up and when they're from," she pointed out. "I live with three other people from my world, and they're all from further along than I am. One's not even born in my time."

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lockecole
2011-08-30 02:39 am UTC (link)

"Well, that's nice," Locke said with some nodding. "Yeah, I thought you seemed to be the friendly type, too. Not that I read your message on the boards, mind you, but you always seemed to have a couple of people talking to you over there." His smile stretched a little. "Which is great! Company's always great, even the unborn ones." Although he couldn't begin to imagine what kind of person that could be and how they could be unborn but born in the first place...

"As for me, all of my friends are still back home," he shared while he rested his back against his chair's support. "Still going on with our mission, I guess. Do I want to change anything?" He shook his head, it was an easy question. "Not right now, I don't. The conqueror's dead, his army is gone, the world is a much better place now, everyone is free and everyone is picking themselves up from the terror. I'd invite you to come visit us but seeing how things are..." he let it end at that.

"Why'd you ask, though?" It was a strange question to ask in the first place, and Locke was quick to pick up on this.

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just_lily
2011-08-30 02:53 am UTC (link)

"Isn't the point of the board for people to read the messages?" she prompted. "I read everything I see on it," she added. There was one down in the lobby of their apartment complex, and she checked it before and after work. "I wouldn't put up anything there if I minded people reading it." Which wasn't strictly true. There'd been a couple of rows she should have pulled down, and the announcement of her death shouldn't have stayed up there, but ... well. There it was. They were probably well buried by now.

She smiled sadly when he asked why she asked. "One of my mates comes from a point a few years after mine." She paused. "I'm dead in his time. My husband and I were both murdered on Halloween night in 1981. I'm really interested in that not happening to me. I don't want to orphan my son. I want to live to have more children, to live my life. I don't want to go like that. If I have to go early, fine, but not like that. Not betrayed. Not killed in my own home."

Lily glanced toward the stage, letting herself focus on it for a long moment before she thought she'd regained her composure. "Your place sounds lovely though," she said quietly as she slowly turned her gaze back to Locke.

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lockecole
2011-08-30 03:10 am UTC (link)

Locke was stunned to silence when he heard that this person he was talking to was, technically, apparently dead, but that she just came from a time where she was still alive. This was bizarre.

"I, I'm sorry," was the first thing he said, the first thing that popped in his head to say because really, he didn't know what else he could say! This person he was talking to had just died!

He cleared his throat as he reigned all his thoughts together. Lily was dead...apparently...but she was also still alive. "Well, you can't let that happen, that's for sure!" at this, he strongly agreed with her convictions. "You know what's gonna happen now, so you can stop it! After all, no son should be raised without a parent!" Now he was just rambling. He was raised without his and he turned out pretty fine, he thought.

"Err...if you don't mind my asking..." he whispered to Lily: "How'd it happen?"

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just_lily
2011-08-30 03:23 am UTC (link)

She exhaled softly. Emerald eyes swept around the area, and she toyed lightly with her mug before she shook her head. "It's complicated," she began. She imagined there'd be a couple of pauses for clarification, but it wasn't like she had anything against telling the story to someone else displaced from their own world.

"From what my friend told me ..." She frowned, because she'd have to go farther back than that. Maybe not all the way to her blood status because that wasn't relevant, but the war. "Well, all right, sliding back before that. The place where I'm from is at war. There's a sect of dark wizards, mostly purebloods, but anyone who believes in the filth Voldemort is spouting is supporting him.

"There's another group opposing him. Mostly underground, because flouting that we're against him is dangerous. He's out to take over the world, kill off all the non-magical sorts, the people of lesser blood, and we're doing our level best to stop him." She paused to take a sip of her drink, though the hot chocolate wasn't hot any more.

"Apparently at some point someone comes up with a prophecy, and Voldemort decides the prophecy is about ... is about my son." Lily lapsed into silence for a moment, gazing down at the table. "So we go into hiding, and ..." She blinked, but wasn't surprised to see a tear landing on the table. "We put our lives into the hands of a man who betrays us. He sells us out. Voldemort finds us, and kills us. Somehow ... somehow my son survives," she whispered.

"So when we go back," she said after she'd cleared her throat and wiped the tears off her cheeks. "We're going to change it. To stop the prophecy, if we can, or ... or not put our trust in Peter, or ... or do whatever we have to." She'd delay Harry's birth if she could, if it would work that way. Anything, everything to make it not end that way.

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lockecole
2011-08-30 03:44 am UTC (link)

Locke was surprised to hear that her story was almost similar to his! Of an evil wizard trying to takeover the world for his own gain and an underground faction fighting to stop him from ruining all that was good. He slid over the wooden tissue holder when she began to cry, she had it hard. How many more similar stories are out there, he wondered?

"So you're a magi!" he said. "Or...well, someone with magic. Honestly, I don't know these people you told me about but I can see that you've only got the best intentions in your heart." And here, he smirked. "Nothing bad happens to people like us." Which wasn't entirely correct. A friend of his lost his family because of their rebellion, he lost someone important along the way, too, and so did many of his other friends -- but they turned out all right, didn't they? That should give her some comfort.

"Well, anyway, you're a mag--jical person," he should stop calling everyone magi, "you could just Warp out of your house when you get there! Or summon someone or," it occurred to him that they may not have Espers in their realm, "o, or just stay informed and fight and win!" There were many ways to elude death. "I'd totally come and help you if I can."

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just_lily
2011-08-30 03:49 am UTC (link)

"Witch," she corrected absently as she dried her cheeks with the tissue. "The boys are wizards. I'm not sure how common the terminology is across other ... realities. But yes, I have magic, and the people I live with have magic. My sister and my parents didn't though. So not ... everyone in our world is born with it. Most aren't."

Lily nodded. "I don't know ... the details. I don't know which of us goes first. I don't know what ... why we wouldn't have apparated out. It ... something must have happened that we couldn't." Or they'd gotten careless and didn't have their wands. Or were disarmed. It was impossible to say, though Lily had imagined a thousand scenarios. If things ever got that far, if they couldn't change anything before then, could she still save them?

"I appreciate the offer," she assured him softly before she exhaled. Look at her, bringing down the evening. She was sure he was sorry he'd met her. Driving off his friend, telling sad tales. What next?

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lockecole
2011-08-30 04:23 am UTC (link)

Locke, though, wasn't brought down. After everything he'd gone through, all the defeats and victories, deaths and ruins, he learned that hope and faith were the two things people should never be without. And as she was still alive and she could prepare now...it shouldn't be so bad, should it?

"Hey, Lily," Locke said so she could hear him, "Look alive, okay? Just because you're dead doesn't mean you're dead. Get me?" he winked at her.

"This probably doesn't matter to you," he said as he took up his cup to sip from, "And I don't know how exactly it could happen...but once upon a time, I lost the woman I loved," he began his tale. "Her name was Rachel, and she died when the Empire attacked my town, Kohlingen. I didn't think I'd be able to revive her but I knew I had to. So years later, I come upon this...relic," he shaped his hands as if he was holding an egg that was larger than a real one, "It's just about this size, and it came from the Phoenix. It was cracked all over, but I managed to use it to revive Rachel even just for a few moments." He ended his tale with a bit of a shrug. "So just imagine what would have happened if the ma-- the relic wasn't cracked all over? Rachel would've lived longer! So see, death isn't a certainty. There's got to be a way around it. More than one way, I'm sure."

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just_lily
2011-08-30 04:51 am UTC (link)

Lily smiled at the attempt, but she knew in her world, Death only went one way and there was no coming back from it. Not even for a little while. Well, apparently Voldemort had, but that had to do with splitting up his soul. No normal person came back.

"Well, I'm sure we'll work out a way to change it. A few of my friends are from that time, and they'll do what they can to help." Though she wondered if Sirius would go back to the same situation, or the changed one if they did manage to change it.

"I don't quite think phoenix eggs work that way for our world," she mused before she frowned. Were there even phoenix eggs? They must come from somewhere before they entered in their burn-and-rise cycle, but she hadn't ever studied that. "I know their songs are soothing and their tears can heal, but I don't know ... about their eggs."

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lockecole
2011-08-30 05:32 am UTC (link)

Actually, Locke didn't know anything about Phoenix eggs either but she didn't need to know about that. Besides, who was he to say that the eggs didn't exist? For a treasure hunter, everything exists.

"I'm sure your friends would," Locke said to agree with her as he slouched a little where he sat, getting comfortable. "So don't lose hope! Don't resign yourself to what someone said when you can do something about it. From what I know, the future will always change from what we know. You'll see." He smiled at her.

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just_lily
2011-08-30 01:32 pm UTC (link)

Lily nodded slightly, offering him a little smile before she tilted her head to regard the clock. She figured she should think about heading home soon before people worried. If people were even in to worry; for all she knew, they were all out. Even so, she was getting a little sleepy.

"I'm sure everything will work out," Lily replied, though she was sure of no such thing. There was every chance they wouldn't remember any of this when they went back, wasn't there? It wasn't anything she liked to think about, but that didn't make it impossible.

"I should probably head out," she said as she stretched before she started to gather up her trash. "It was lovely to meet you though, and you should say hi on the boards some time," she offered, emerald eyes sparkling.

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lockecole
2011-08-30 02:17 pm UTC (link)

"I'll do that when I remember to," Locke said as he waved to her from his seat. The night was still young, and he was in no pressing need to return to his inn. Besides, the pair up the stage seem to be doing a good job captivating the audience so he could try that, too. "Take care, Lily. And don't lose hope!" He made sure she heard this before she left as he followed her with his gaze. "Hope's the one thing you should never lose sight of, trust me."

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	just_lily 2011-08-30 02:27 pm UTC (link)
	"I'll try," she promised, which was the best she could do. "Have a good night," she replied to him before she tucked her book under one arm and headed out the door. It had been a relatively pleasant evening, and she did feel a little better about ... a few things, at least, and she guessed that was the most she could hope for just now. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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