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Andy Gallagher is not the droid you're looking for (brain_ninja) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-03-21 00:17:00

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!complete, andy gallagher, day 01, location: church, luna lovegood

Day One - Morning
Who: Andy Gallagher & Luna Lovegood
What: Andy and Luna wake up in the woods (Arrival)
When: 8:45am
Where: Forest/Church
Rating: PG-13 to R(language)
Status: Complete

Mumbling to himself, Andy turned his head, eyes closed in a lazy form of tossing and turning. His eyes slowly blinked open only to squint shut again. Rain? He'd been inside...

His head was swimming and his mind felt thick and heavy...a little like he'd smoked way too much pot, although he'd been stuck in Cold Oaks with Sam, Ava, and Jake; there was no marijuana to be smoked. It would've been nice, he had to admit to himself dully, seeing as how apparently they weren't going anywhere and a freakin' demon had put them there.

Rain. What the fuck? Andy opened his eyes again and looked up, squinting. Not really rain...more like the kind of mist setting on a hose or something. "Lame..." he mumbled unintelligably as he grunted in distaste and sat up to look around. "What the hell...?" he murmured, looking around.

God, he felt like shit. Head swimming, eyesight just coming back into focus and he felt numb all over. Uh, and he was in the woods? No, seriously, what the fuck?

Andy sat in the mud, scratching his head. "Sam?" he called out, or tried to; his voice was scratchy and low, like he'd been shouting and lost it in the process.

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luna_llena
2009-03-21 02:58 pm UTC (link)

Dropping her hair from her fingers, Luna watched it filter down, drizzly raindrops attached to it. With her somewhat odd, unblinking eyes, she paused to look over at her companion. "I did not know that, interesting." Facts were always important to collect, you never knew when they could come in handy. Such as those of the male persuasion finding long hair temperature efficient.

"They used to be a part of the Rotfang Conspiracy," she added conversationally. "Attempting to bring down the Ministry of Magic with a combination of gum disease and dark magic." With a little hop, she attempted to see into a hole in one of the trees, before turning around to look at Andy again. "Harry tells me that they have stopped now though."

Missing the sympathy that appeared on his face, Luna's one expression settled into one of happy serenity. As if they were not in the middle of nowhere with no clue as to where, or how they got there. This could be an informative adventure. She might not have been an adventure seeking Gryffindor, but the Ravenclaw in her was brimming with curiosity to know more. It might not be the first time she had appeared where she had no idea where she was, but at least this time it was outdoors and not in any dungeons. That was a definite plus.

"I went there once," she mentioned offhandedly. "Stone Sprites had attacked the foundation, although it would likely not be as interesting without their presence."

The wind and rain picked up loose strands of her hair and whipped them around her face, as she looked up at the (relatively) massive structure. "Maybe there's a fireplace, and we can Floo out of here," she added hopefully. "I was at the Quibbler in London myself."

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brain_ninja
2009-03-21 03:41 pm UTC (link)

Andy gave her an impish grin and shrugged. "True story," he replied. At least, he dug the chicks with long hair, anyway.

It seemed like half of the things coming out of Luna's mouth were gibberish or bullshit, from what Andy could tell. Maybe that Ron guy wasn't too far off, actually, with the Loony thing... "Ministry...of Magic," Andy said more than asked, skeptically. "Right..." He paused and looked away from the church, back at her. "Is Harry your boyfriend?" he tried. Jesus, this girl knew a lot of dudes...

While Andy looked back at the church briefly with confusion and frustration, Luna, he noted when he looked back at her, seemed fascinated. He almost wanted to ask her if everything was interesting and new to her, but he held his tongue. "The Leaning Tower, you mean?" he asked, when she'd said she'd been 'there' once. He wasn't even going to ask what Stone Sprites were. He was entirely certain whatever they were, if not a figment of her imagination, he didn't want to know.

"Okay, don't you mean 'fly' and what does a fireplace have to do with flying?" he asked, wondering why the hell she was speaking in past tense. "I dunno what the Quibbler is...then again, I've never been to London." He paused and started toward the church, his sneakers crunching against the dirt road, which was a much better sound than the nasty squelching they'd been making in the mud. "At least if there's a fireplace we can get warm. I'm freezing my ass off here...aren't you?" he asked over his shoulder as he strode up to the building.

Slowly, he made his way inside. "Hello?" he called out. "Sam? Jake?" He paused. "...Ava?" he asked with much less interest. That was when the stench hit him. "Jesus Christ, what's that smell?!" he gagged, covering his mouth and nose with one hand and grimacing heavily. It stunk of rot and mold. Like a dead body, he thought uneasily. Or, more accurately, food that had been left out for far too long and had gone very, very bad.

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