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Dora Tonks is ([info]polymorphic) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-05-09 22:31:00

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Entry tags:!complete, andy gallagher, day 07, location: church, nymphadora tonks

Who: Tonks and Andy
What: More exploring and meetings!
When: Day 7, morning
Where: The Church
Rating: TBA
Status: Active



Tonks had, the day before, made sure that Edward would be okay. He was a really nice bloke, and an innocent to boot. So the twenty-three year old took on a little bit of a protective streak for him. And she wanted to help, hence wriggling about in tunnels with Logan. Today was the same, at least mama-henning wise. After making sure that things were okay, she was off to explore again.

It looked like it would snow more as the hours went on. But pink hair wasn't terribly difficult to see in the white. It was like a beacon, she figured. Hands deep within her pockets, the witch was hoping to find the thrift store for a pair of gloves. But what she ended up getting ready to pass looked like..a church? Well, that was interesting. Turning that way, she ducked her head against a gust of wind, and trekked along a path. "Olly, olly, oxen free?" Called out, though Tonks felt a little silly.

Was there even going to be anyone around? Likely not. Right? Hand wriggled out of her pocket, ruffling through her hair, before being shoved back in again. "Cripes. Why did I get pulled in the middle of winter?"



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[info]brain_ninja
2009-05-16 09:33 pm UTC (link)
Grinning back, Andy nodded as he backed away toward the church door, shivering. "Good point," he agreed. His hand was on the door when she turned back to look at him and he gave her a wan smile. "Well, I feel like dead weight."

"Cool, sounds good. See ya later, Tonks, take it easy. Don't stay out too long, it's fucking cold out here," he said, very much aware that he was pointing out the obvious.

Then, he opened the door and ducked into the church, leaning out to watch her until she was out of sight, even if it was pointless to keep look out when he couldn't do anything to help her if she needed it. Still, it made him feel better to try.

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[info]polymorphic
2009-05-16 10:25 pm UTC (link)
"You oughtn't." She shook her head then, and then smiled. "I'll find some shelter soon! And maybe that shelter will be like a haven and have keen things..like hot biscuits and tea! I'd murder a cuppa tea." Sigh.

A wave given, "See you round, Andy!" And then Tonks was off, until she was just a small pink spot amongst the snow.

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