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Tweak says, "You Winchester boys are famous"

Luna Lovegood (luna_llena) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-05-17 17:50:00

Entry tags:

!dropped, day 08, dean winchester, location: library, luna lovegood, nymphadora tonks

Day Eight - Mid Morning
Who: Luna Lovegood, Tonks and Dean Winchester
What: Collecting the Girls
Where: Library
When: Day 8, Mid Morning
Rating: TBD
Status: Active

If it had not been for Tonks' presence, Luna would have tried to immediately find someplace to hide. Something that might have been problematic as she was quite claustrophobic at times, and when the threat of Death Eaters lay upon the immediate world heavily, she would have been terrified to be in a small place. As it was, she sat in a far corner of the room, her back firmly against a wall and one shoulder against a bookcase.

That Dean was coming, it eased her terror, if only a little. The Mark, the strange entries in the journal that she had read this morning, they all pointed to one idea in her mind, and it was one that had made her sleep fitful and grasped only in short intervals.

Luna was frankly terrified, and it was not something that she could or would deny. It was not the death that Voldemort's followers wrought, it was the torture, and the shackles, and the windowless, skyless cells. One of her hands slid into her jacket pocket and grasped the three blue Pixie Stix in her pocket, the move unconscious and unnoticed. With her knees pulled up against her chest, the small witch was more of a ball of frightened humanity than her usually dreamy self.

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hellsboy
2009-05-17 08:27 pm UTC (link)

Dean was fresh from having delivered Lexie to the gym and it was a long trek to the library in the snow. He was tired from a restless, cold night, and it was almost more than he wanted to deal with trying to get to the library to make sure Tonks and Luna were safe. Still he was not going to leave them be by themselves for anything in the world. He couldn't understand what the men were thinking leaving women by themselves and he would have liked to have kicked a few of them in the ass if he could have.

He was within sight of the library and when he pushed even harder, he was able to trot up the stairs and in the door. Looking around, he called out through the building's front hall with its librarian lecturn and front desk. "Luna? Luna! Where are you?" he shouted a bit hoarsely.

He turned a corner at a fast pace and his boots skidded with a loud screech on the marble floor as he stopped abruptly. She was there, huddled down in the corner, looking so small and scared. "Oh Luna, are you okay?"

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polymorphic
2009-05-17 08:34 pm UTC (link)

Tonks wasn't exactly what one would consider a shrinking violet. But she wasn't unsympathetic toward Luna and her fear. There was something more there, something more than Luna would say. Something happened, but Tonks didn't know what. Fucking rules of time-turners applied to accidental time-traveling as well. That was what Tonks thought. But she had done a quick scan through of the area, armed with what she could arm herself with.

It was two things, actually. One was a stick that looked sort of like a wand. And the other was a piece of wood that could knock someone out. If you can't magic them, physicality would have to be an option. And the fake wand would throw them off guard. Hopefully, anyway.

The yelling caught her attention, and she ran to follow it. The yelling was Luna's name, though no voice she'd heard. Skidding, literally, to a stop, Tonks came up behind the man. Not close enough to be a threat. Not yet. "Who're you then?" Not a figure she knew, but she didn't know every Death Eater.

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luna_llena
2009-05-17 08:42 pm UTC (link)

It would have been impossible not to hear Dean before he ever came into sight, yelling her name and pounding boot steps. "Dean?" Her own call was far quieter, far more shaky. It was, however, slightly strengthened, as well as edging with a bit less fear because it was definitely not a Death Eater entrance. They practically slithered into place, nearly silent, if not completely. And most certainly would not imitate American Muggles to draw out a single witch.

Imagine, imitating both a Muggle and an American.

He asked if she was okay, and she gave him the most honest answer she could give. Luna shook her head slightly. The journal she could barely stand to be around lay open off to her side, full of comments and notes and messages.

Just then Tonks appeared, and Luna looked over at her, at the other woman who she had only met originally on her way out of the hospital wing. This same age that Tonks was now, in fact. "Tonks, he's Dean. He's safe."

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