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Tweak says, "I quiver with... FEAR."

Luna Lovegood (luna_llena) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-04-28 17:32:00

Entry tags:

!incomplete, day 05, dean winchester, location: church, luna lovegood, sam winchester

Who: Luna Lovegood, Dean and Sam Winchester
What: Beer and Pixie Sticks
When: Evening
Where: Outside the Church
Rating: TBA (Dean has an interesting vocab at times)
Status: Active

Night was in the wings to fall, Luna noticed as she sat on the steps at the front of the church. Back in the pants, button up shirt, suspenders and jean jacket she had worn not long before, it was cool but not extremely cold for her. Growing up in England and going on regular trips to Icelandic countries tended to keep one used to cold temperatures as a rule.

Dean had specified that his and Sam's father had been his height, when she had asked if either of their parents had been half giants, but he had never said how tall he was. So, perhaps, he was another extremely tall individual. The Second Sam she had met that morning when he had arrived with Martha had also had attributes of a quarter giant. But, perhaps, America was full of such tall people. Visits to Sweden had revealed even larger individuals, but everyone knew that the water was magically inclined to overly large Muggles in that country. It was quite common knowledge.

Eating a small bar of chocolate, and avoiding the small cluster of multicolored dextrosey Pixie Walking Sticks in her lap, Luna was more interested in inspecting the clouds above than watching for any approaching persons. The obscured sky was easier to contemplate than some subjects that she would rather avoid her mind lighting upon.

Nightmares of a dungeon, Confoundus Charms, what porcupine pudding tasted of...

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luna_llena
2009-05-01 05:46 pm UTC (link)

The day had been...difficult to say the least. Not that the day before had been anything less. Just that there had been less running in and out of forests today, more sitting and being confused in the same room as Andy. Sticks for pixies and beer not made of skunk had sounded compelling in comparison. Even if it was not the butterbeer she was wishing for.

Oh and chocolate frogs. And pudding, ah, pudding.

The two Winchesters were much larger than her, and physically should have been quite intimidating, but she simply did not sense them as threats. After Death Eaters and Death Eater Youth, men she did not even know were hunters seemed tame in comparison. Neither had cursed, tortured or killed anything that she had seen, and did not feel of magic. That they could be another kind of threat, she did not even consider. Muggle or non-magical threats simply did not occur in her world and therefore her mind, not really anyway.

Luna would have nodded to Sam's question, inviting him to sit down, but it seemed unnecessary. Dean tapped his can against her now empty one with one of those smiles she decided she liked, and she returned it with one of her own.

In order to speak directly to the taller of the two men, she had to peer slightly around Dean, "I collected more." The comment was spoken in a happy tone, but still just a shade of her hummingbird happiness when she had investigated the candy the day before. Just in time to be offered another smile from Dean and another beer. "This one and I earn honorary Winchestership, correct?" For a second she was semi busied with consuming her first stick of the pixie people of the night, red, in fact. Before she told Sam with a bit of odd pride in her voice. "I've already earned honorary Americanship."

When she looked skyward again, her mouth formed a neat 'o' as she realized something. "The stars, they're different." Before the clouds had obscured most of the way, but now she could see at least enough to be unable to place the map of shine in the sky.

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demonboyking
2009-05-01 07:03 pm UTC (link)

Sam's mouth thinned at Dean's display of annoyance as he moved away from him. Sam hadn't even gotten that close to him. Sam stifled a sigh as Dean turned his back on him to bump cans with Luna. He took a long drink of his can, wincing at the taste. Warm beer was definitely not something he would've drunk in normal circumstances. Luna moved forward to make eye contact with him and he did the same. "Oh," Sam said, not sure how to react to this information.

Dean offered her another beer and Sam took another drink of his can in order to stop himself from pointing out that she was busy eating a pixie stick. He knew that was obvious to his brother, as well as the fact that Luna wasn't exactly like other girls. Anyone that had talked to her for more than two seconds could obviously see that she was sheltered and a little naive. He coughed on his beer when she asked if she would become an honorary Winchester with her second beer, his hand moving up to wipe his mouth. "It'd probably take more than that," Sam said without thinking. Then he realized he was being counterproductive to his aim of trying to keep Luna from drinking too much and he backtracked quickly. "Two, works though."

Sam looked at Dean, as Luna glanced up at the stars, this look more open in it's annoyance than the ones before. "What do you mean?" he asked Luna, sounding distracted.

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