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Dora Tonks is (polymorphic) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-08-14 21:49:00

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!shelved, day 19, location: in town, nymphadora tonks, rose tyler

Who: Nymphadora and OTA
What: Dora is looking for her mummy and daddy
When: Day 19, 7am
Where: Around town; nearest location theatre
Rating: PG.
Status: Active

Nymphadora had woken up early in the morning, though that wasn't anything particularly new. She liked the early mornings and padding into the kitchen to see if her father was already awake and making breakfast. She loved helping him, especially when he made pancakes. That was when Nymphadora would make up different shapes and beg him to cook the pancakes in those shapes. After that, they'd wake up mummy and eat breakfast. So the girl woke up, all excited to do that.

Except, she didn't wake up in her bed. She didn't wake up to the bright coloured room of pinks and yellows, nor did she wake up with her favourite stuffed animal. She didn't wake up in her own house! What the heck! Frowning, she looked around for Charlie Weasley. Or maybe Bill Weasley. Maybe the Weasleys were over and the boys were playing a prank on her. Booted feet..ew, boots? Where were her ballet slippers? She was very into ballet right now. Even if she kept falling down. But booted feet clomped through the hall of the gymnasium straight outside.

This wasn't where she lived. Not at all. Frowning, Dora tugged on her pigtail, it changing by itself to a more mousy brown sort of colour, and she continued to wander outside. "Mummy!! Daaaadddy!" She kept wandering, not even quite sure where she was going. But she was very sure that she'd find Andromeda and Ted Tonks soon. Quite sure.

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polymorphic
2009-08-16 03:03 am UTC (link)

With the promise of chocolate, Dora was sold. And was hugging the box happily, pleased as punch about this dream being cake and sugar filled. "Only a few, pinky promise!" Which was a serious promise indeed from the little girl.

"Are you gonna eat breakfast too, Rose?" She looked up at her keeper for the day and smiled. Then had a brilliant idea. "We should have a picnic before we go get the dragons! With these cakes and tea and biscuits and little sandwiches!" Yes, that was a plan.

"What do you do when you're not in my dreams questing for dragons? Do you go to other people's dreams too? Will you come back tomorrow nite?"

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jeopardysfriend
2009-08-16 03:22 am UTC (link)

Rose offered up her pinky for the proposed solemn promise. Every girl knew how serious a pinky promise was. You didn't break one and that was that. Dora would only be having two, maybe three. Which worked out well. "They come in packs of two, so why don't you have three and then I'll have the extra one? And then we'll leave a couple of packs for other people."

They needed drinks, though. The girl would have to get thirsty soon enough, and they could make it pretend 'tea'. Lord knew, Rose had her share of tea parties as a little girl. With dressed up stuffies too. "We have one more stop to make before we can throw a great tea party. Now we're going to go to the chemists' shop and see if we can't find anything fun to have as our tea." If nothing else, there'd be a couple of bottles of water. Brilliant. At least it would hydrate them.

As she started to lead the way out of the building, she grinned down at little Dora. "Course I do, I'm a Dream Weaver." The cheesy song started to play in her head and she couldn't help giggling. "We slip off in the night to make special princesses' dreams come alive, and then we sleep by day. It's hard work, you know."

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polymorphic
2009-08-16 03:31 am UTC (link)

Dora took the pinky, hooking hers with the older woman's and nodded. "Kay!" Said easily enough at the thought of having three of the yummy-looking chocolate cakes. "There are other people here! How'd they all get in my dream? Can we meet them? Are they all very nice?" For every answer that a grown-up gave her, Dora was quite capable of finding no less than three questions.

She walked with Rose, the box of ho-ho's under her arm and held carefully as not to drop them. "I like to pretend with water if I'm playing by myself." Sometimes tea parties had to be a one-person pretendy time, being an only child. Dora didn't mind, though. Boots clomp-clomped more, just a little bigger than her small feet were. "It sounds very much like hard work! But it's daytime now. Is it really still nitetime at home? I've been sleeping for a long time, then. I remember Mummy and Daddy tucking me in a long time ago!"

As they walked, Dora hummed a kids' tune to herself. And then stopped and grinned up at Rose. "If you're my Dream Weaver, then you know about my ability! I can change how I look!" To prove it, she was thinking about it really hard. And giggled as green polka dots appeared on her skin.

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jeopardysfriend
2009-08-16 04:17 am UTC (link)

"Most of them are wonderful," Rose confirmed, looking around to see if any of her fellow captives were about. It was still early, but she'd discovered with empty stomachs and cold, hard beds, people didn't tend to sleep very late. "There's a couple you should watch out for, but I'll keep you safe. Can't have the dream turn into a nightmare, now can we?" Mostly, she meant Remy, but she couldn't imagine the jerk actually hurting a child.

Rose grinned at the girl's babbling. She took off at a mile a minute, all while standing still. "Oh, your dreams are always much longer than you remember them being. You'll wake up in the morning thinking that this only lasted a few minutes. You'll probably remember hunting dragons with me and maybe eating chocolate for breakfast. You might even remember a few more things that happen, but you won't remember it all."

Oh, she was getting good at this. Really good. In fact, she kind of liked it! And she was very, very grateful she'd already known about Tonks' ability because the green polka dotted skin was a little weird even knowing it could be done. Still, she squealed in delight and clapped her hands. "Oh, that's brilliant, Dora! Quite the ability to have, especially in a royal princess. You could use that to save the kingdom someday!"

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polymorphic
2009-08-16 04:29 am UTC (link)

Dora shook her head vehemently. "I don't like nitemares. One time I had one about mean monsters who wanted to eat me. They chased and chased me and growled mean things. But then a nice monster saved me and we hid in the trees. We made a treehouse an' everything." She looked around, maybe for monsters, and puffed up a little. The little green-skinned girl wanted to be very brave with her Dream Weaver, after all.

Giggling, she curtsied a little at the clapping, then looked earnestly up. "Do you really think so? Saving the kingdom with it? Mostly I just use it for silly stuff." She stopped and thought about it for a second, "And to sometimes hide from Mummy and Daddy." Admitted. But she was still smiling, thinking about how her shapeshifting ability could help save the kingdom.

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jeopardysfriend
2009-08-16 04:45 am UTC (link)

"Well that's why we're here, to block the nightmares!" Rose nodded sagely. Heck, if she did this 'job' right, she might even prevent young Dora from ever having another nightmare. Her child's imagination merely needed to dredge up another 'Dream Weaver' and she'd be just fine.

"Oh, of course," Rose replied, leading the way into the pharmacy. "You can hide from the bad guys, change into a disguise if you need to, all sorts of things. You'll be like the princess spy! No hiding inside while the boys save the kingdom for you, Miss Dora!" Oh, look, the inspiration to become an Auror...

Rose was insanely grateful to see the store restocked, and with some childlike items. Including sandwiches that would be much healthier for her later. But for the moment, she merely grabbed two juice boxes and smiled. "This'll be much better for tea than plain water. Why don't you pick out one other thing for our party?" She'd already promised the girl ho-ho's, but maybe she'd find some fruit or something. As Dora looked around, Rose opened her journal, which she'd taken to carrying in her back pocket. Folded up real well, that.

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polymorphic
2009-08-16 04:59 am UTC (link)

In actuality, Tonks didn't have many bad dreams. There were a few, especially if..as a seven and eight-year-old..she heard some of the more hushed whispers between the adults about what was happening in the world. But otherwise, she had little tricks of keeping them away. Good job, Rose! In that weird timey-wimey sort of way.

Her eyes got wide again as she thought about that. A princess spy! Rose apparently had seeds in her hand, and had just planted them firmly in the overactive head of Dora's. "Cause girls can do just as much as boys can, right Miss Rose?" She smiled brightly, nodding.

Looking around the chemist's, Dora wandered along the aisles and found some juicy looking apples. "How many apples should I get!" Asked across the aisles in that loud voice that children got when they forgot to use their inside voices. She picked out three. One for her, one for Rose, and one for any other person that they might find. Juggling those, she hurried back and made a squeak sort of noise when she saw the book. "I found one too! It was in my denim pocket, but I dunno whose it is. May I write and draw in a page? We can both do it!"

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jeopardysfriend
2009-08-16 01:26 pm UTC (link)

"Girls can do anything they want,and don't you ever forget it," Rose told her, smiling brightly. "And a few apples should be fine." She loved the idea of a spirited and brave young Tonks, taking over the world, one physical change at a time.

But when she saw Dora notice her book, she felt a flicker of worry. Not that she was worried about Dora herself. But she knew some of the conversations in journal land could get pretty heated. Could she risk exposing such a little mind to all of that?

But then, the so-called management HAD warned them all to mind the children. "Of course you can," she said, trying to sound encouraging. "I think you'll find there's something very special about that book." Like being able to read things that sometimes, Rose really didn't want to. But she wasn't going to tell Dora that.

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polymorphic
2009-08-16 07:30 pm UTC (link)

"Oh! Do the pictures move? Or do they read to you? I like those ones sometimes, but I really like when my mum and dad read to me. They do all the funny voices and everything!" She was peeking into Rose's book curiously, and delighted in the fact that writing was showing up. "That's wicked!" Being young, Dora hadn't seen any magic do anything like that yet.

Then she was nodding lots. "That sounds fun. We can do that after our picnic?" She watched Rose hopefully, anxious to play and have tea parties and quest for dragons. But there was something there about Rose that she wasn't quite sure of. Of course, that disappeared when Rose flashed a smile her way.

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jeopardysfriend
2009-08-16 08:18 pm UTC (link)

Rose really kind of wanted to be magical just then. Their books spoke to them? And the pictures moved? For a little girl like Rose who had balked at reading, that might have saved her academic career. Or at least given her a good head start.

"It looks like a few of the other kids are going to be meeting up in the gymnasium for some games and books and things," Rose said after her chat with Sarah Jane and the girl named Lexie. "It should be fun! We can go after our tea, and some dragon hunting of course." Because all good princesses had to find their dragons!

"Come on," she said with a smile, taking the juice boxes and relieving Dora of the burden of carrying the apples. "We have to find a spot to sit and have tea." She knew a spot. A perfect spot, one of her favourites in Vas Captio. And after the previous day, she could use something to make the spot less evil. On exiting the chemist's, she turned and started heading to the Museum.

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polymorphic
2009-08-16 08:29 pm UTC (link)

"Games and books and things sounds fun." She nodded again, perfectly content to follow her Dream Weaver to meet with other children and their babysitters. But tea first! And dragons! Taking Rose's free hand, Dora swung it absently as they walked. "Where are we going to have tea?"

"Do you stay here when I wake up, Rose? Or do you have a home too?" Where did they go when she woke up? Where did all dreamy things go? While they walked, Dora looked around more. "How come things are all broken down? Can I make it better?"

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