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Dora Tonks is ([info]polymorphic) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-08-26 09:28:00

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Entry tags:!shelved, connor temple, day 20, location: clock tower, nymphadora tonks

Who: Any of the former kids
What: Waking up as an adult again
Where: Clock Tower
When: Day 20, Early morning
Rating: PG



Tonks woke up, stretching out and wiggling her feet. That was funny. She usually didn't take off her boots around here to go to sleep. Too many thoughts of needing to wake up and run (to help or away) to cause her to let her guard down by being found only be-socked. Eyes remained luxuriously closed for another moment or two as she thought on her dream. It was the strangest thing, dreaming about being a kid here. And with other people as kids too? Very odd. But it was honestly a little..invigorating? Not the right word, but Tonks smiled to herself anyway. If six-year-old her could handle being here then so could twenty two-year-old her!

With that thought, she laughed a little and flipped around, staring at the ceiling of the gymnasium in a contemplative sort of way. Funny, the gym ceiling didn't look like that before..

Wait a minute. She wasn't in the gym anymore. And sat up straight, looking around to figure out where the hell she was now.


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[info]leconnortemple
2009-08-26 07:26 pm UTC (link)
Connor was not a light sleeper. The fact that these people were able to knock him out to the point where he had no idea where and when he was being transported was a testament to the amount of drugs or whatever sort of power they were using. If it weren't for Abby, some mornings he'd sleep till afternoon instead. Including when there was an emergency call.

So he barely even noticed the change of surroundings as his eyes started to flutter open. No. No he wasn't going to get up, thank you. He was quite comfortable. Sort of. As comfortable as one could be on the floor. Instead of getting up, despite the half a conscious thought running through his mind, he rolled over and flung his arm up over his eyes to keep out the light filtering through.

Nope. Still not quite comfortable enough. He rolled over, ready to snuggle into folded arms, when he realised he'd all but rolled over on someone. Now that he knew wasn't right! Oh, hell. Where'd he gone the night before? Worse, what had he done? If he'd finally gotten laid and couldn't remember it, he'd never forgive himself!

"Sorry, sorry, m'alright, you alright, I'll just be going--" And when he finally worked himself into a sitting position, he turned bright pink. Oh, he'd fallen asleep with a gorgeous girl, alright. Unfortunately, they weren't alone, and he wasn't at home in the flat. In his deep sleep, he'd almost forgotten that he'd been transported...well, here. "Where the hell are we?" he blurted before he could curb himself.

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[info]polymorphic
2009-08-27 03:04 am UTC (link)
She was still trying to figure out where the hell she was! So intent was Tonks on that, that she didn't even really pay attention to the few other people that were curled up in the small area. Didn't pay attention, that was, until one of them rolled over into her lap.

"'Lo to you too, lovie." She replied in amusement, smiling genially to show that no offense was taken. Tonks put a finger to her mouth, indicating the other still-sleeping people. "Dunno. I went to sleep in the gym.." Which was weird. Why separate them like this? "And woke up here."

She looked back to the bloke that she didn't know, least not as an adult. "Tonks." Said as she held out her hand, "Were we really kids? Dora..is me, if we were."

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[info]leconnortemple
2009-08-27 03:19 am UTC (link)
It was a really, really good thing bright red suited Connor as a colour, because he was flushing that particular shade just then. As soon as he remembered where he was and what he'd been doing, he buried his face in his palms. It would figure his one thought on waking up would be girls. Not life and death scenarios, not their childlike adventures, no, of course not. What good would thinking rationally do him?

He peeked through his fingers and groaned a little when she introduced herself. "Connor," he offered, taking her hand for a moment before pulling back. It wasn't that he wasn't used to waking up in the presence of a woman. It was just that it was ordinarily Abby who knew everything about him, including bedhead, morning breath, and the works. "Ah...nice brontosaurus trick?" After all, what did you say to someone you'd known as a six year-old...only the day before? Meaning they had, indeed, been children only hours previously. But how?

"Where's everyone else?" he asked curiously, finally starting to get his bearings. A rude awakening, but not an altogether unpleasant one. There'd been, what, ten of them when he'd fallen asleep the day before? "Chris isn't here," he observed, anxious.

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[info]polymorphic
2009-08-27 03:58 am UTC (link)
She chuckled at the blushing, eyebrows lifting as Tonks debated whether to say anything about it. "Red looks nice on ya." Yes, she was going to. They had seen each other at six after all! That sort of thing made you a St. Crispin type brother in Tonks' mind. And the question of how was on the witch's mind too. She was already trying to figure it out. Maybe they had Timeturner magic. Well, something different..but sort of on the same lines.

Drawn back to the here and now by the comment on the brontosaurus trick, she smiled sheepishly. "Thanks..I was bit of a showoff when I was younger." Especially around people who could know about magic. Well, Dora had thought they all could. Older now, she was still inclined to think as such.

"I dunno. Maybe they're still at the gymnasium? The other question is..where are we?" She hadn't been to the clocktower before, so this was a new area. "Chris..he's the other one with magic.." Mused to herself. "You blokes are fairly new." That was right. She remembered now. "Welcome to the game?"

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[info]leconnortemple
2009-08-27 04:18 am UTC (link)
Oi. Women and their jokes. Thought they were so brilliant, letting loose with things like that. Yeah, well, he wasn't so easily swayed. Maybe just a bit. A tiny grin did break out between those flushed red cheeks after all. "Oh, yeah? Well, polka-dot looks pretty good on you, but you don't hear me running around inflating your ego." Ooh, that was almost a good one!

"S'alright, though," he added a beat later. "I get the feeling we all did things yesterday we're going to regret later." The look on Chris' face when he'd lept out of the tree had been pretty priceless. And, well, there was that bit when he'd drawn a dinosaur for everyone. Oh, right, and played some mad Ninja Turtles.

Nope. He was never showing his face outside of...wherever this was. "Yeah. We're...pretty new, I guess. Got here the day before... Well, this." Ooh, they were known! That part was kind of cool. Gingerly, he stretched, testing various limbs and muscles. "Good to know everything still works," he admitted, as much to himself as to her.

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[info]polymorphic
2009-08-27 05:11 am UTC (link)
"Cheeky." She laughed and shook her head. "Polka dots..cripes, I was sorta ridiculous as a kid." Not that she wasn't far off from that ridiculousness in adulthood. It just came out in spurts. Or something! Tonks nodded her agreement with Connor's statement about it being alright.

"I don't think I'll regret any of it. 'Cept for maybe crying in front of one of the still-adults." Poor bloke! He just caught her at a bad time was all! Nodding and standing up, she went to go look for somewhere to peek outside. "Wanna go explore a bit, then?" Asked as she looked over her shoulder. "The others can wake up when they need to."

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[info]leconnortemple
2009-08-27 05:24 am UTC (link)
Connor ducked his head to hide his smile. "Some of you really were a bunch of cry babies, you know. Don't get me wrong, we were six, no one's gonna fault you for it. But honestly! Where's your sense of adventure?" For six year-old Connor, adventure had been around every corner. Just ask his poor mum who'd nearly run herself ragged trying to keep up with him.

Hmm. Mum. Had he really told everyone how horrid his father could be? Lovely. At least he hadn't said anything about being from another planet or being kidnapped by demons or that his family had witches.

Pulling himself to his feet, he took the other side, trying to find a spot to look out. "Honestly haven't done a lot of exploring since I've been here," he admitted. Which was so rare for him. But one had to admit, landing here wasn't exactly normal, either. "You know, I'd probably have gotten at least another ten minutes if you hadn't been in the way." But the smirk he flashed in her direction was friendly as he looked for the way out.

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[info]polymorphic
2009-08-27 05:51 am UTC (link)
"Oy, then! It was way past my bedtime! I thought it was all a dream, and freaked out when I was supposed t'wake up back in my bed!" She laughed, giving Connor a good natured smirk at his ribbing. "I loved adventure." So there. "And could certainly keep up with you." Was that a challenge? Perhaps, perhaps.

"Well, reckon that you just haven't had a chance. I still haven't explored everywhere. And I've been here round bout a week." Eyes rolled when he said that he could have gotten another ten minutes, the witch snickering at that remark. "I'm so sorry, Princess. You can go back to sleep and miss out on figuring out where we are?"

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[info]leconnortemple
2009-08-27 02:16 pm UTC (link)
It definitely seemed like a challenge when she added the bit about exploring. She'd be a tough one to keep up with. But Connor typically didn't mind that. In fact, it sounded like a plan to him. He liked the idea of tearing this place apart until they'd discovered every inch.

"Is that a jab?" he teased right back, leaning down to pick up that pesky hat that was determined not to leave his side. Not that he minded. He'd have been sodding well mad if he'd been left without it. Right. Plopping it on his head, and hopefully covering any potential bed hair, he grinned. "So where do we start? Is there a door around here? From what I hear, it'd be just like these people to trap us in a room with no door and watch us flounder."

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[info]polymorphic
2009-08-28 02:12 am UTC (link)
"It is a jab." She agreed, rocking on her heels after having put her boots back on. Tonks hadn't bothered to tie them yet. She'd trip over them one way or another anyway. She grinned amicably and then looked around. There were stairs, leading up, and a door just further yonder.

"We've lucked out then. A door has presented itself to us." Little did Tonks know that outside where blood thirsty birds from beyond the grave. Well, maybe not from beyond the grave..but blood thirsty! "But don't say that. If they've got these places tapped, I'm not keen on giving them any more ideas." The witch informed him with a chuckle, making her way to the door.

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[info]leconnortemple
2009-08-28 04:51 am UTC (link)
Connor knew the place was crazy and a little suspicous, but he didn't think of it being tapped. Of course, he also hadn't discovered that the powers that be read every word they wrote, either, including private thoughts and even things scratched out. Hmm.

So instead of dwelling on that, he rushed over to the door and gave Dora--no, Tonks--a mock bow. "Milady, let me. There could be danger lurking around every corner, after all." Ha. He just thought he was joking around. That was proven wrong when he pulled the door open and was presented almost immediately with a huge black bird flying at him. Not just towards him, at him!

"Oh, hell..." he blurted, slamming the door. And the fact that the bird hadn't just been on a boring, every day course was proven by the incredibly loud 'thud' the bird made on crashing into the now closed door. "Erm. Um. Ladies first, cause I'm not going back out there!" Not without some dynamite and maybe a golf club. And a wooden stake? "I think they're bats," he said simply, staring at the door instead of the pretty girl whose lap he'd all but woken up in.

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[info]polymorphic
2009-08-28 07:13 am UTC (link)
Tonks wouldn't put it past them at all. Which is why, even though she was chuckling, the witch gave a quick glance around for any telltale wires. Making sure she had her journal and wand still, Tonks was relieved to find them both in her back pocket. And was heading to the opening door.

She stopped short when Connor slammed the door. And gave him a funny look. "Scared of an animal, Connor?" Teased as she tried the door as well. The bird that had slammed into the door was dazed, but not enough to not try and get through the door. Beak snapped and even got her blue jeans. "What the bloody--" She was shaking it off, or trying to, and managed to kick it with her boot. But while Tonks was trying to do this, she noticed that other birds were swooping to make the dive.

"Close the door!" Pulling away quickly from the entrance, she slammed the door shut a second time. "What the hell was that? The birds have gone insane!"

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[info]leconnortemple
2009-08-28 02:16 pm UTC (link)
Connor leaped forward to help her to push the door shut, knowing if those birds got in, they were pretty much doomed. And their fellow sleepyheads probably wouldn't have time to get to safety. "No idea. Come on." He took her sleeve and gave a small tug, nodding towards the stairs to the top of...wherever. All he knew was they had to figure out where they were, if and how they could get out, and why, exactly, that bird had decided Tonks would make a lovely snack. Sure, she was pretty, but tasty?

The tips of Connor's ears turned pink at that thought, but he pushed his hat lower on his head to hide them. It was a tower, it seemed, and he went up a number of stairs and stopped when he thought he was far enough away from their fellow castaways to talk without disturbing anyone. "I assume this thing works as adults?" he asked, pulling his journal out of his own back pocket. Convenient sort of thing, even if he did turn nearly purple when he saw his childish handwriting all over several pages. Including that of many adults' journals. "Ah. Blood-thirsty, man-eating birds. Well. Can't say I've never dealt with those."

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[info]polymorphic
2009-08-28 05:22 pm UTC (link)
Tonks was still staring at the door in some mixture of...whatever it was when one was both incredulous and expectant of such weird shit. "I'd say that I don't believe this, which I don't..but it's expected at the same time?" Oddly enough. But then she was pulled out of her thoughts and had her sleeve tugged on. "So much for exploring, yeah?" Grump!

"It does. Quite informative, and something to pass the time." Until the birds went away, she supposed. "Your picture of the stegosaurus is tops by the by." Added with a cheeky grin. Tonks pulled hers out as well and gestured to the stairs for them to sit. "Maybe you can draw another picture."

She flipped open her journal, catching up on bits and pieces of conversations and scribbling out her own thoughts. Then looked up, "So what is it you were doin' when you got snatched?" Fun conversation and a journal. It was sort of like a stakeout.

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[info]leconnortemple
2009-08-28 07:25 pm UTC (link)
"We'll explore our lovely new hideout," he said simply, before plopping down on the stairs and leaning with his legs against the wall. Not the most comfortable spot in the world, but he'd sat in worse positions. All night Playstation marathons tended to lend themselves to uncomfortable situations.

Connor rolled his eyes in playful annoyance at her cheek. "Oh, brill, thanks. If only we could find some crayons for Andy. But then, he'd only like it if it were a turtle. Ought to draw that, that would make for some entertainment." Things so didn't look good, not from the words written all through the journal. They were definitely trapped. Not really his idea of a fun time. Of course, there'd been a time when he wouldn't have thought playing with a bunch of six year-olds when he was physically twenty-three was fun, either, but in his situation, one took what they could get.

What had he been doing? Well, if that wasn't a bit of a downer, nothing was. He tried to smile. "A uh... A friend of mine had just...passed." Been murdered, more like. In Connor's arms, no less. But may as well not make the morbid discussion even more morbid. "It was probably when I was walking away from my friends...that's the last thing I remember." Abby had tried her damnedest to comfort him, but he was a bit beyond it at that point. He'd held her while she'd cried, then turned away to leave. He'd needed some time for him. And then... "And now, what do you know? I'm here. You?" Her story had to be at least a bit better.

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[info]polymorphic
2009-08-28 07:34 pm UTC (link)
She was reading the journals, eyebrows drawn downward at something, and then was scribbling furiously on the blank page waiting just for her. Tonks had gotten flustered, lost in her own world and stuck where she couldn't help. But the conversation drew her back out. "Mm. Well, could draw the bloke who sounds like your Ninja Turtle." Pointed to an entry with a wry smile. She set down her pen though, closed within the pages, and listened.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Good going, Nymphadora. Bringing up downer stuff. She hadn't even realised that her own story was a bit of a downer as well. Not until he asked her what she had been doing. A frown tugged at her mouth, and the witch shrugged. "I was..in the middle of a battle, actually. There's a war of sorts going on where I'm from and I'd cast a hex..and that's all I remember too." Definitely downer sorts of stories. Then she blinked, realising that he was the first one that she had told she was even in a war. Tonks had been keeping it under wraps ever since Remus had gotten here. Before, even.

"You're the first person I've told that to."

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[info]leconnortemple
2009-08-29 04:46 am UTC (link)
"First I'd have to meet the bloke who sounds like my Ninja Turtle," Connor reminded her, but he offered her a smile as he listened to her story.

A war. He probably should've guessed. But how could he? She seemed so cool and collected most of the time. Smart, just from reading her words. And her little self had been so fiery and spunky. How could anyone expect to think that she had been fighting a battle?

He dropped his elbows to his knees, smiling over at her. Even if it was small and somewhat withdrawn. "Do you think we're dead?" he questioned, wondering just how stupid that sounded. "I mean...you were in a battle. I'd just... Well, I think she was dead. But there was an explosion involved, too. Maybe..." Nope. No, he refused to believe this place was some version of hell. If he was going, he wanted it to be cooler than being trapped.

Though trapped with cute girls and witchcraft doing friends? Okay, that part wasn't too terrible. Maybe it wasn't entirely hellish.

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[info]polymorphic
2009-08-31 05:01 am UTC (link)
It was already shaping up to be a difficult one, but she was trying to keep her head up. Like here, really. So Tonks was smiling a little and shrugged again in first answer. Then she was thinking about Connor's question. "I wondered that too. But decided no for a few reasons."

Knees were drawn up, an arm lazily draped over it as she explained. "I mean, if I did die? This is kinda shitty sport for my soul t'end up, yanno? And there are people from my future here.." She paused then, frowning and thinking about Luna. "Were, at least." So there was that. "And I've a mate who's younger than I know him, so I'm from his future? All wonky."

Then she grinned wryly, lifting her eyebrows. "Besides, if I'm dead..I want to go with a bang."

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[info]leconnortemple
2009-08-31 05:36 am UTC (link)
"Good point," Connor agreed, considering it. "How long have you been here, then?" Long enough to know people. And if that wasn't sad, he didn't know what was. Not that he didn't want to know people. If he was going to be stuck in this place, he'd meet everyone if he could. It was just his way. He liked knowing people and knowing where they were from and what they did. Sometimes it was hard to get to know people when you were considered a 'geek'. Not everyone wanted to know you back. But if he hadn't gotten involved with paleontology and then the ARC, he would definitely have looked into sociology. Or maybe psychology. Something else that ended in ology.

"So what do you do, then? In your witch world? Do they have the same sorts of jobs as us non witch people?" He hadn't gotten around to asking Chris that, yet. Of course, Chris was also part guardian angel. Maybe that was his full time job? Something to think about, wasn't it?

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[info]polymorphic
2009-08-31 07:12 pm UTC (link)
"Little over a week. Nine days or so? Too long, really." She smiled apologetically, though wasn't entirely sure why. No, that wasn't quite true. She did know why. Because she felt like she was whinging. "I mean, I don't mind getting to know you lot.." Like her six-year-old counterpart, Tonks loved meeting people. They fascinated her. So this big melting pot of people was sort of like a dream. It's just the rest of it that was the nitemarish part. "But I'd rather it in different situation."

Tonks laughed though, because she kinda loved these conversations with Muggles. "I'm an Auror, which is like a cop. An' yeah! Still have shops, still have shopgirls, still have restaurants and banks..though our banks are run by goblins.." She looked over then, ready to be amused by Connor's reaction.

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[info]leconnortemple
2009-09-05 08:24 pm UTC (link)
"Ah, still have shopgirls, then?" Connor teased, cracking his knuckles with a confident looking smile. Confident looking because most people who knew him were completely aware that there was little about him that was genuinely confident. When one was teased most of their life for obsessions with dragons and dinosaurs and knights of the round table and, well, superheroes, one didn't tend to have time to get cocky. "Well, as long as there's still shopgirls in this world of yours, I imagine I could get by alright if I needed to."

Wait. Did she just say...? "Goblins?" he gasped, then his grin brightened. A genuine, honest grin. Because Tonks had no way of knowing just how exciting those very words were to him. "Actual goblins? What do they look like? Are they green? Pointy noses, pointy ears, that whole lot? Why do they work in banks? And you lot just accept them as your...tellers? What do they do there?" Goblins! In a bank! Going about like normal people! What would they think of next?

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[info]polymorphic
2009-09-08 04:02 am UTC (link)
She was nodding in agreement at shopgirls, a smile tugging at her mouth as she waited for his reaction to goblins. And Tonks was not disappointed. In fact, she was laughing and grinning in return.

"Actual goblins! Pointy earred, kinda old man-nish and wrinkly. And they work in banks because they're ace at money keeping! Why wouldn't we accept them? They do everything that a normal bankperson does! Take care of books, take us to our underground vault accounts.." Tonks shrugged then, honestly not realising that Muggle banks didn't have vaults. Sure, not underground. But no vaults? Where did they keep their money?

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[info]leconnortemple
2009-09-09 05:00 am UTC (link)
Why wouldn't they accept them? Hell, in Connor's world, people wouldn't accept a huge group of midgets running a bank, let alone a goblin! "I kind of feel like I do when I talk to Chris," Connor admitted with a crooked grin. "Always asking, 'you mean this is real' or 'do those really exist?' You probably couldn't even grasp how different our worlds are when it all comes down to it."

Goblins. And underground bank vaults. "Guessing they're not guarding pounds and schillings and all," he volunteered. Maybe they did! Or maybe wizards had switched to the Euro and he was just being a presumptuous dirtbag. Yeah, that was it! Or maybe he was just going to shut up and listen to what she had to say. The cryptozoologist in him found this fascinating!

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[info]polymorphic
2009-09-09 05:10 am UTC (link)
"My dad's side of the family are Muggles," Tonks explained with a grin. "So I know a bit of stuff, at any rate. Like what the telly is and cars are how you get around, and that you have the pound and schilling for money. We have the knut, sickle, and galleon. And our Minister of Magic is rather like your Prime Minister!" It was always fun comparing the two worlds. Tonks often found that they weren't so unalike.

"We only have three schools though-- Durmstrang in Russia, Beaubatons in France and Hogwarts, which is where I went." She grinned then and lifted her eyebrows, "And our photos move." That was always the best part, so she thought.

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[info]leconnortemple
2009-09-09 05:14 am UTC (link)
Connor's nose wrinkled slightly. "Not sure I'd like pictures moving. What if you got caught doing something...really unseemly. And trust me, I don't photograph well, photograph Connor would probably do something obnoxious just because he could." Shaking his head, he still grinned a little wider. And why not? This was so bloody cool!

"What if you were from, like..." He racked his brain, thinking of Europe's geography. Ah, geography. One of those subjects he probably should've paid better attention to. "Poland. Where would you go then, I wonder?" A thought occurred to him and he gasped audibly. "They do have wizards in Poland, don't they?"

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[info]polymorphic
2009-09-09 05:22 am UTC (link)
Tonks stared for a moment and then burst into laughter. "Don't get caught doing unseemly things, then." That was the best advice. She snorted in amusement at the thought of Connor in a wizarding photo. "You'd likely be running round, making faces an' all, hm?" As if Tonks didn't normally do the same sort of thing.

When the realisation hit Connor that wizards and witches were everywhere, she grinned broadly and nodded. "They do. Reckon that Durmstrang would be the most logical, location-wise..but I dunno how it really works out!" She thought about the students. Mostly from the United Kingdom, with a handful from Italy or Spain..

"What about you then? What fantastic things do you get to see?" He was an adventurous bloke, Tonks noted. And so it was safe to assume that he found that adventure.

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[info]leconnortemple
2009-09-09 05:39 am UTC (link)
"Bunny ears," Connor confirmed, making the little bunny eared hand gesture before letting the rest of the ideas sink in. When they'd been kids, Chris had mentioned some sort of magic school. But Dora--er, Tonks--had said she had to be older to go. And he was just happy to go to his primary school! This was so weird.

First reaction to her question? Lie. Lie like he usually did. He was just a student, studying archaeology and paleontology at university. On weekends, he liked gaming, World of Warcraft in the evenings and the occasional Lord of the Rings marathon with his mates.

However, as wild and interesting as her story had been? Well, Connor had been the exaggerating type before he'd ever met witches. Now, he kind of felt like he had to. "Raptors," he said simply, as if everyone did it. "Saber-toothed cats. Faced a mammoth, once. Not the ice age wooly variety, the warm weather sort." In completely, typically Connor fashion, he attempted to sound smug. As if he were so much cooler for it than he actually was. You know, despite still recovering from a SIMS 2 addiction.

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[info]polymorphic
2009-09-09 05:46 am UTC (link)
Now it was the witch's turn to be impressed and in awe. "You do not. Real dinosaurs! And saber-toothed cats! We've got magic, but those animals are still good and gone!" How cool was that? Now the imagination that had been prominent as a child was running away with her. "Could you imagine? Learning to ride pterodactyls rather than brooms..Quidditch on their back! How ace would that have been? And then training them to swoop up the Dark Wizard you were chasing.." Dark eyes were alight with the possibilities.

"Little triceratopses running round and the whole bit? That's completely ace." But then she stopped and frown. "It is ace, right? Not like that movie with the park and the wild raptors and t-rex'es? T-ri?" What was the plural of Tyrannosaurus Rex?

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[info]leconnortemple
2009-09-09 02:25 pm UTC (link)
"Well, haven't come across any tyrannosaurus rexes yet." That was how you pluralized it. Though T-rex-ing it was just going to be awkward. "Or triceratopses. Did have a Gorgonopsid, though. Very first creature we ever ran into. Huge, it was, but not too scary." Sort of. Except the part where he'd sort of wanted to bar the doors and never let anyone in again ever. Well, until he decided to run off and do it again, that was. "No stegosauruses, either," he added with a laugh, thinking of Steggy.

"It'd be hard as hell to tame them, though, I bet," he added, though a flicker of a smile crossed his face. "Though I do live with a tame one. The little bloke's got a bit of a fancy for my best mate, I think." And so did Connor, but that was besides the point. "He's a sweetie."

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