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Luna Lovegood (luna_llena) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-04-05 23:42:00

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!complete, day 03, location: gas station, luna lovegood, open, the doctor (ten)

Day Three - Morning
Who: Luna Lovegood and OTA
Where: The Gas Station
What: A quest for chocolate frogs and tea
When: Just after 9
Rating: TBA
Status: Completed

The shirt that she had been wearing that first night, and partway through the second day, it was partially shredded at the back with claw marks. Nothing completely unusable, because very little in this world could not be used in some way or another. But for the moment, Luna had a different purpose in mind for the cheerily colored fabric with its cartoon figures on the front of whatever X-Men were. She had strung it up with one of her suspenders from the day before to tie it into a pouch. And used the other to make a sort of strap, that should stay in place, even when she added some weight to the insides of the makeshift purse.

Andy had waited until she had woken up before telling her where he was going, and that he would be back. Which she had appreciated the fact that he had thought to tell her, it coming as sort of a revelation that someone would. A pleasant one, of course. Yet still something it took a second to wrap her mind around and absorb.

After he had left, she had made her purse-like thing, checked each of her bandages the best she could (twisting around to see her back was harder than it sounded), and decided to make an exploration of her own. Or, rather, a quest. For chocolate frogs and tea. An apple was eaten for breakfast, another tucked into her bag in case she did not make it back for lunch, the crunchy sweet juicy goodness of it making her quite happy with each mouthful. As she had slept fully dressed in dry clothes, shoes included, the blonde witch set off as she was. The events of the morning before had made her both careful to keep her feet and toes covered and warm, as well as making sure she left a note for Andy in case he returned before she did.

She would have told him before he left, but she had not had the mood and thought strike her to go looking for this 'gas station.' Luna was fairly sure that it was the same as a 'petrol station,' but considering she did not exactly know what that was anyway, it was a rather fruitless endeavor to attempt to find what it was. Oh well, she would likely find out its purpose when she arrived.

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fromgallifrey
2009-04-19 07:11 pm UTC (link)

"What's that phrase now? Muggle?" He tried to place it; it wasn't quite something he'd heard before - and he'd heard a lot of slang and insults in his time. So, he wasn't sure how to categorize that one.

"Every flavor? Not quite - though, they're working on it. They'd actually made some that taste like buttered toast and popcorn last I checked. Quite ingenious little confections, actually." He was fond of them for their versatility; he hadn't managed to save the world with a Jelly Baby yet - but he was looking quite fondly forward to the day.

Nodding to the date of June 2005 the Doctor internally categorized her as from prior to his own time line - a simple enough thing to manage, really. "Wizarding? Wizarding London?" He wasn't quite certain what to make of that. Though, calling a portion of London that made him think all the more certainly that she must have come from a parallel world. Parallel worlds ARE sealed. If Luna's world became unsealed that would mean nothing less then the absolute possibility of the destruction of the universe. This whole situation seemed to be getting worse and worse.

The Doctor grinned as she mentioned the coolness of the cooler. It was probably just insulated - he couldn't hear the hum of any sort of motor to keep the thing cool. Though, he thought it was quaint the way everything held such wonder for her. Too bad she was from a parallel earth - the Doctor couldn't help but think he'd very much like to travel with Luna.

Peeling open his candy bar he broke off a corner, enjoying the taste of the rich milk chocolate. "Sounds to me like you're from a different earth than I am, Luna." He said thoughtfully with a sigh. "Any water in there?"

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luna_llena
2009-04-21 04:56 am UTC (link)

For someone who had never truly had to explain what the phrase meant before, she had been doing it an awful lot lately. There were laws about revealing their world to the Muggles, but she honestly had not considered it when Andy had first asked about children with powers and Yellow Eyed Demons. After all, there did seem to be some supernatural force at play, and the others did deserve any knowledge they could get. As long as it did not break other laws regarding more serious matters such as time travel.

Although that one mostly applied to any interactions she could/would have with Merope.

"Muggles are those without magic in their blood." It was an imprecise term, because of the existence of Muggleborns making it a much more complicated genetic concept than Luna really had the patience for. Mostly because she had no real interest in the subject, and prodding things about 'bloodlines' and 'pedigrees' was often dicey territory now.

Luna would like jelly babies, she thought, if only because she could be somewhat reassured of what flavours there were. Instead of magically dosed confections.

She nodded, "Yes." Instead of explaining quite what she meant by that, the blonde was far more interested in carefully tearing open one of the little paper tubes she held. The contents were carefully poured out into her upheld palm, to be inspected. Powder. Strange. The color of the powder was purple, like the tube, only fainter, she noted. And then, with deliberation, she licked the small pile of powder in her palm.

Her eyes widened and she looked over at the man sitting on the counter, "Oh! I like this." There was a bit of text on the back of the tube, and she tilted her head to read it straightways, instead of simply tilting the paper husk. "Dextrose. Hm."

As for the box of winter, it did not feel like magic. Nor did it make the noises that she had heard Muggle tech-no-logy make to cool things. And heat things, really most of it seemed to be quite loud for getting things done, it was easier to simply use magic. "Different Earth?" her voice repeated, then repeated. Although the latter was just her voice in the winter doorway, "I do not think so. We are simply...difficult to find when we do not wish to be found." With cooling hands, she plucked up a bottle of water, and two of tea.

Andy had agreed that celebrating continued life could be done with tea.

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fromgallifrey
2009-04-22 08:58 am UTC (link)

Magic in thier blood?The Time Lord mused silently. He didn't feel he ought to ask just yet if she meant magic in the literal sense; or, if magic was a word used for something else - like the varying uses of the word cool.

"I know London quite well - even where Torchwood has taken over the subways. Though, I do tend to try and avoid them, unfortunately. You lot haven't had any runs in with UNIT yet, have you? They seem to like to pretend knowing a lot about things they don't actually know much about at all..."

He watched as she carefully appraised and then finally tried the sugar dumped from the tube to her upturned palm. He'd never been much for the whole tube-of-sugar thing. "Dectrose - checmically modified sugar." Those humans, so good at giving complicated names to the very simple. Complicated and confusing names - he imagined Luna would probably have a hard time with some of them.

"Oh, believe me, I'm the sort who completely understands being obscure. However, I make it my business to know the obscure..." The Timelord's mind was working quickly. "Did you hear any episodes about manequins attacking people? or how about the Slytheen ship that crashed into the Thames? And if you're anywhere around Christmas then you certainly saw..." the Doctor stopped himself - there was no way of knowing when in 2005 she was from. Least of all she would have had an experience with the plastiques if she was in London - no matter what part.

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luna_llena
2009-04-22 09:40 am UTC (link)

Literal could have been Luna's middle name. Of course, that would mean her name would be Luna Literal Lovegood, which just did not have all that lovely a sound to it. In her opinion, at least. In actuality, her middle name was Hecate, like the Ancient Witch/Goddess. Oh yes, literal. Very, very literal.

She shook her head in answer to his question, "UNIT? I have never heard of either that nor burnt tree carcasses taking over the Underground. The word 'subway' was recognized, after Arthur Weasley had chattered on about subways, and Undergrounds, and giant worms with flowers atop their heads in American tunnels. Luna would have wanted to meet that worm, if not for the teeth he had described in great detail. That Hermione had attempted to explain some convoluted explanation of the worm being fictional, it had not garnered much attention from the younger woman. After all, Hermione did not believe in Crumple Horned Snorcacks, and therefore could be wrong.

In fact, that comment about pretending to know a lot about everything sounded familiar.

Luna really was enjoying her Pixie Powder, and had finished off the small pile in her palm. Only to open up a different color and try it next. The Doctor had an explanation for what Dextrose was, and it earned him a quick and sunny smile between colors of walking stick sugar. She paused mid lick of orange to look up, "Chemicals like the chemists'?" Neither word was in the oftentimes 'whacky' (as she had once heard it called) vocabulary of Wizarding terms, but simply things picked up here and there.

"Mannequins?" She shook her head, only to tilt her head at the next question. "Slytherins? Most Slytherins prefer land or air, although some do have watercraft. None that I know of crashed into the river of Thames." Luna finished her orange colored powdered happiness, liking the faint buzzing that came after she ate another. "It was June, Christmas months ahead or months behind."

The one and a half litre bottle of water she had extracted from the door to an opposite season as the one she had left, Luna took it over to the Doctor, the two bottles of tea cradled in her other arm. Against her chest.

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fromgallifrey
2009-04-22 10:11 am UTC (link)

(::Face-palm:: WTF was my head on my Brit slang? That's what happens when I reply at work and all I can think of is fucking structural steel... ARGH)

"UNIT - Unified Intelligence Task Force.. or something of that lot these days. They like to follow me around and generally blame me for things... Well, that and resort to guns. Can't say I fancy them much," instinctively his hands were in his pockets - the Doctor's traditional I really know what I'm talking about here pose. "It's probably for the best you don't quite know Torchwood yet."

"Chemists, yes. That and typical desire for giving sugar a name other than sugar. I never quite understood the name to rename something that already has a name. Makes more sense to just call it sugar and leave it at that if you ask me."

his head canted and out came his hands as he scratched at his head and curled his lip. She was good at trying to make sense of words she didn't understand, wasn't she? Perhaps she misheard - or she hadn't heard. "Not, Slyterhin - Slytheen They're from Raxacoricofallapatorias, actually. The bounced their ship off Big Ben and into the Thames..." He was certain she would have caught that - everyone thought it was a farce; but, the Doctor knew better.

"Well, if you were from my world I'd tell you to not fret about Christmas, it'll all get sorted," his nose sort of scrunched. It was that Christmas he lost his hand. He liked the hand. Now that hand was all bottled up in a jar. Shame.

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luna_llena
2009-04-27 06:01 pm UTC (link)

Listening to the description given, Luna formed the opinion that they did not exactly sound like the most polite of people. "I do not think I would fancy them either." Imagine, following people around and simply blaming things on them. It reminded her of Draco and his goons when they had all been small. Before actual power had come into the equation, and they had simply behaved liked little brats.

Oh, she had nearly thought a much different word.

"Guns are those Muggle weapons, right?" Luna was not particularly familiar with them, even if she had been a Muggle, England did not have a particularly extensive gun collection in the cities. Even the Muggle Aurors did not carry the weapons.

With a nod, she agreed with his assessment of oddly named things. "Muggles have the strangest names for things," she spoke as if she was not speaking to yet another possible Not-Muggle. "'A rose by any other name...'" While her knowledge of Muggle literature was extremely limited, she had once been given a volume of Shakespeare plays, and had found them quite interesting. Some even included faeries and magic.

No, Luna did not understand, but she was trying to. "I do not believe we are from the same Earth." That she had to agree on, because she doubted that she would have missed an event like that one.

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