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Tweak says, "Let's hear it for the boy..."

Dora Tonks is (polymorphic) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-09-14 18:15:00

Entry tags:

!shelved, connor temple, day 23, location: clock tower, nymphadora tonks

Who: Tonks and Connor [Anyone else in the vicinity of the clocktower?]
What: Tonks wakes up less alone than she went to sleep.
Where: The Clocktower
When: Day 23, 630-ish
Rating/Status: Low, Incomplete

Tonks was, honestly, more infinitely grateful for Connor coming for her than she let on. Though she kept up well enough in the journals, the witch was just a little more scared than she wanted to show. It wasn't that she was too tough-girl to accept help, just this shouldn't affect the Auror as much as it did. But it did affect her. The zombies had freaked her out.

Zombies were close to Inferi and those were some frightening creatures. The undead were frightening creatures. And it was understandable, being scared, but generally the pushed through it. She had to. At least when it came to scary things at home. Here at Vas Captio should really be no different. So why was this one so different? She kept trying to figure it out, going over and over what was so different. The only theory that she could come up with was that it wasn't different. Not really. Death Eaters would do the same exact thing. And that frightened Nymphadora Tonks. Especially because her friends and family were still there, fighting.

Normally, Tonks would have gone to Sirius and Remus with these rushing thoughts. She would have talked with them and joked around or let spill a little of her worries. But Sirius wasn't here and Remus had no idea about the war. It was going to stay that way, too. So that automatically crossed out Rose, since she too was friends with Remus. Tonks was going to just stick in her head, but Connor..saviour with a thing for dinosaurs..spoke up. He eventually got over to the clock tower, which really was a stupid stupid thing considering said zombies..but still. And Tonks spent the nite talking with him and joking around. It was comforting.

It took a while but she was finally able to go to sleep. It wasn't terribly deep or restful, but sleep all the same. She would have slept a little longer, since it was still dark outside, but there was some weird (gross) smell that was rousing her from the fitful sleep. Tonks sat up, looking around bleary-eyed.

"What is that smell?" Asked groggily, wiping at her eyes. If she were more awake, she might have teased Connor about needing a shower. But as it was, she wasn't fully awake. That is, until she looked over to her side and found a decaying Luna Lovegood staring at her glassy-eyed.

Tonks didn't scream, but did make a noise. A lot of noise. The first was a gasp, quickly covered by her hand, and the second was her clumsily trying to back away.

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polymorphic
2009-09-25 04:27 pm UTC (link)

No towels and this was sweaty manual labour. The management were kind enough to turn up the heat. Just in time for dead bodies and physical work. Thanks, management. Or, you know, not.

"Yeah! They're ace at finding people, you know?" Actually, she didn't know how that worked exactly..the owls finding people all over the place. It wasn't something she ever really thought about. It simply was. Back to digging, coughing as she inhaled too much dirt and rot-smell. "We have owleries too, so you can borrow one? They're fun. Don't always like me though. I've knocked over their treat bowls one too many times."

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leconnortemple
2009-09-25 05:32 pm UTC (link)

Connor looked up worriedly when she started coughing, but shortly resumed his work once he realised she was okay. Automatic reaction, he supposed. This place had lost enough people, he'd do what he could to make sure she wasn't next.

"They don't bite?" he asked curiously. "Abby'd get a kick out of a pet owl. Or else she'd start trying to teach Rex to bring in the post. That's just how she is. He'd do it, too," he added with a laugh as he thought of the little green dinosaur. "Silly thing, never actually acts like a lizard. I've even caught him sleeping at the foot of her bed." Did that make him sound like a stalker? Like he'd been watching her sleep? Oh, he hoped not, he felt weird enough in this place! "See? Just like a dog. Bet you don't have many owls who'll do that one!" Not that he was competing, he just found it kind of funny.

They were getting pretty deep for two people using stone not much bigger than their own hands. But if they were going to put a human down there, it had to go deeper. What a morbid thought that was.

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polymorphic
2009-09-26 06:48 am UTC (link)

Quirky little smile flashed at his worried look. She was fine. A trooper, even. They all were, around here. Shrugging at his question, Tonks looked up briefly before digging deeper. They could be here all day. And were definitely going to hurt in the morning. The witch hoped that she'd get a reprieve and be able to sleep. "They bite. Sometimes little love-nips and sometimes angry angry nips. But I think any sorta pet is great." Unable to help herself, she burst into a short but loud round of laughter at the thought of a dinosaur (a dinosaur! Really!) fetching the mail.

"If she could do that, she'd give the entire Wizarding community a run for their money."

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leconnortemple
2009-09-26 02:51 pm UTC (link)

Connor grinned despite their grim situation. Props to her for making him smile in spite of the stupid Management and their awful idea of a morning surprise. Of course, it also made him a little wistful, remembering days spent getting ready for day-to-day life at the ARC with Abby puttering around the flat and Rex sitting and watching him as he ate his breakfast. But at least it was a good memory, unlike some of the more depressing ones he'd been reliving recently.

"Hang on," he said a beat later, climbing down into the hole they'd created so far. The least those people could've done was given them a crane, or at least a few proper shovels. It'd be easier to continue their work from down there, though. "She'd think you lot were amazing, I bet. Might not even believe it at first." He had. How could he not? Magic and witchcraft had been on that list of things he desperately hoped really existed. "Wish I could see it, you know? All these worlds and times we keep seeing about here?"

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polymorphic
2009-09-26 10:53 pm UTC (link)

Unable to help the face that she made when he jumped into the hole, Tonks shook her head a little and tried to focus on things other than the fact that Connor was jumping into what would soon be a grave. Don't do that, she wanted to say. Not that she was a terribly superstitious person..just it was macabre.

Instead, she focused on what he said. "But you believed right quick, which I think is fascinating." It always intrigued Tonks how Muggles took to the knowledge that magic was real. Her grandparents, so she had been told, were startled but welcoming all the same. Harry's aunt and uncle, she knew were not so open-minded about it. It was just interesting.

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leconnortemple
2009-09-27 01:02 am UTC (link)

Connor caught the face she made and looked up at her with a soft smile. "We won't get it deep enough to hide her completely if I don't get down here. It'll be alright." Reaching up, he gave her booted foot a gentle squeeze before continuing his work. She could move the dirt he tossed up out of the way; she didn't need to be down there with him. The worst case scenario that ran through his head was some sort of dirt cave-in, and he didn't want her involved.

"To be honest," he admitted as he continued, "I've always wanted to believe all of that was real. And vampires and werewolves and ghosts...things that go bump in the night? I've always been into cryptozoology, too. The Loch Ness Monster, Big Foot, all of that. I actually got the job studying the anomalies by investigating a potential hoax that turned out to be real." He grinned at the memory of Cutter and Steven's reactions on seeing the paper. And then his face fell a little, remembering he wouldn't talk to either of them again. He'd been a lot to deal with back then, he knew. It made him respect the pair of them all the more for putting up with him.

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