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Jan 9, 2017 19:49:34 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jan 9, 2017 19:49:34 GMT -7
---------------------------------------------------------------- mina pandora oliveira Bunny's eyes followed the trail of Diagon Alley, as he bounced along the brick road. Once again, he had found his way out of Hogwarts, in a inconspicuous manner. Thinking only of what there was to do, outside of the magical prison, Hogwarts actually was. Primarily, he'd been thinking of finding a party -- to unleash whatever anxiety, and restlessness was building up in his chest, during the day. However, going with the wind had a habit of taking him, where the wind went. Instead, his legs had brought him through the magical village, he now found himself in. Nonetheless, Bunny didn't mind. He challenged himself, to redeem his sense of control on his life -- the very control, he felt he lost while coasting through classes. He slipped a small bottle, filled with firewhiskey, from the hoodie he had stolen from a muggle. Twisting the cap, and pressing the opening to his lips. It burned as it went down. But a refreshing burn. He winced as the liquid slithered down his throat -- twisting the cap closed, and slipping it back into his hoody. Bunny opened his eyes, to meet a couple of older wizard's glares. "What're you looking at?" Bunny bursted out before he could stop himself. He must've looked like a criminal. Like a criminal. Why did that word remind him of Mina?
Bunny's thoughts drifted over to his youngest, older sister. It was Mina that had taught him to enjoy life. The one, he'd smoked his first spliff with. The one that let him sip her firewhiskey, when his other siblings weren't paying attention. Quite possibly, his closest sibling, next to his younger one. A smile crept onto his face, as he thought of the influence, his big sister had on him. If he wasn't careful, he may very well end up a cashier, in a bookstore, offering corrosive comments to the customers. The thought made Bunny chuckle silently. Looking to his left, Bunny's smile shrunk back into a smirk. Flourish & Blotts. Why, it must have been fate.
The door dinged as Bunny slipped himself into the large room, filled with slightly dusty books. Would it kill Mina to dust in here? He stepped carefully through the halls, eyeing the ceiling -- which was half-circular, and looked a bit like it was ready to cave in. Finding his way to the register, Bunny saw no cashier. No sister. No Mina. Reaching the counter, he leaned over it to check if his sibling was hiding. Though she most likely wouldn't be. He pressed his hands to the surface of the counter, and maneuvered himself until he sat upon where his sister usually worked. "MINA," Bunny yelled after a few silent moments. "Where the hell are you?" The last sentence, he progressively mumbled lower and lower. He looked down, to find a bell sitting beside his leg. He tapped it three times, as he swung his feet. Listening to the echoes of the bells, rebound around the room.
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WIZARDING ADULT
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Jan 10, 2017 22:14:59 GMT -7
Post by mina pandora oliveira on Jan 10, 2017 22:14:59 GMT -7
@koalasrdumb There were only so many days out of the year that could be absolutely boring. Unfortunately with the holidays around, today was not one of those days. Absolutely horrible was a far better way to describe it. Since the store opened that morning, it had been nonstop. Customers in the dozens, in and out. She hated having nothing to do, but having too much to do was worse, if not aggravating. Her boss couldn’t have been happier though, elated actually, because the holidays were really the only other days of the year that brought in as much traffic as the start of the school year at Hogwarts. Everything else in between was a slow dribble of outside orders and the occasional wandering soul through the door. This year was apparently really good compared to years past. A lot of new editions of old books had been put out, which apparently meant sales to customers that had older versions. Mina didn’t understand people’s obsessions with having the newest things, especially if they weren’t that much different than the previous one. Funny enough, she had spotted muggles doing the exact same thing. The Americans were the worse. Her time there had told her enough about their buying habits and clear waste of money on anything remotely interesting. To her, traveling and alcohol was a far better buy, and she could even do without one of those. Who really needed to travel anyways?
Late afternoon finally approached and everyone was gone. Finally. The boss-man had done his deed and sold everything he wanted for the day, having finished the initial set-up for the next day. Mina was tasked with closing, like usual, and that meant rearranging the store back the way it was supposed to look. After being bombarded by book hungry buyers, it was astonishing that more things weren’t out of place. Prior to being employed at the store, she had been one of those people that moved books around for the sheer pleasure of pissing off the shopkeeper. She now understood that it was extremely easy to place everything back the way it belonged. A few flicks of the wand and it was all like it was supposed to be. Today was thankfully not too bad.
Currently, Mina was standing outside the back door of the shop, which was located in some back alley she was sure she had stumbled into once in a drunken stupor. The smell this time luckily wasn’t from her. That would be the somewhat inebriated wizard she had just tossed out there a few minutes earlier for trying to do some unsavory things in the store. It was the perfect opportunity to nab one of his cigarettes too, seeing as he wouldn’t even remember how he got there in the first place. She had sworn off the whole smoking habit when in America, because the muggle authorities kept trying to ticket her for underage buying of them. Mina loved that everyone thought she was that young, but it was bad enough that she couldn’t drink legally in any muggle bars, having smokes removed too was terrible. Thus the habit was kicked rather fast. And painfully. Luckily she had just the amount of stress and a drunken man at her feet that required one, and he provided.
Finishing that up after a few minutes standing out in the cold, Mina headed back into the store, only to see someone sitting in her chair behind the register. Immediately she looked over at the door, which she had forgotten to lock before stepping outside. That was stupid of her. Starting to fume, she rushed through a few rows of books, slipping her wand out just in case the person decided to put up a fight. The store wasn’t going to get robbed on her watch, unless it was by her. Not that she would do that. The dinging of her bell at the foot of the chair was enough to drive her over the edge. She stepped around the last row of books to finally get a clear shot at the person in her chair, ringing her bell.
Of course it was Bunny. “Where the hell am I?” She responded. “What the hell are you doing?” Mina hated acting responsible, especially around Bunny, but this was different. Things were different around Hogwarts now. Maybe it was fine before that he could skip out whenever he wanted, but not after the recent things. She had tried to ignore them since they didn’t concern her while she was in America. “Listen, you can’t sit there. I need to be there for customers…it’s my chair…”
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Jan 19, 2017 13:47:10 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jan 19, 2017 13:47:10 GMT -7
---------------------------------------------------------------- mina pandora oliveira Bunny slipped his firewhiskey from the front pocket of his hoodie, as he bounced on and off the back of the chair, he sat in. He placed the opening to his lips and chugged, thumping his shoulder blades to the cushion behind him. An unfavorable decision -- as the liquid rebounded into his windpipe -- causing Bunny to lurch over, and spit up the alcohol he'd previously consumed. Coughing hysterically, Bunny wiped the residuals off of his chin. Scanning the room, he sighed in relief. Mina wouldn't be all too content, when she realized he threw up on her floor -- the floor, Bunny had watched her bathe religiously, since she was initially hired. Eyes glued to the stairs, to which Bunny expected his sister to come bounding down, any second -- he grabbed a book, and opened it. Placing his attention to the work in his hands, he caught view of 'Confronting the Faceless' -- before dropping it over the mess on the ground, beside him. There. That should clean up the issue, at least for the moment. He'd just have to sit here, until Mina went somewhere else -- if she ever showed up. Easy enough.
Where could Mina be? Bunny huffed, and rubbed the bridge of his nose. “Where the hell am I?” Bunny jumped in bewilderment. The suddenness of the familiar voice was both comforting, and alarming. Bunny jumped to attempting to act nonchalant once again. Leaning back in the chair, fist to chin. Mina had popped up from behind a shelf. Bunny found himself nodding, for no apparent reason. Pointing at her, with his other hand, for emphasis, before crossing it under his other arm. “What the hell are you doing?” Bunny sat quiet for a moment. He always found it amusing when Mina tried to be responsible. Smiling slowly, he began to chuckle. Shrugging, and throwing his hands up beside him. "Seeing my Mina, of course," he said through soft chuckles. Bunny understood that things had changed, since the complications at Hogwarts. But why did that concern him? He hadn't a problem with the girl that was killing people. He was sure, with all of the aimless wandering he did -- he must have come across a death eater at some point. Nothing happened then. It wouldn't now. Besides, he could take care of himself.
As quickly as Mina had jumped from behind the shelf. She had changed the subject. “Listen, you can’t sit there. I need to be there for customers…it’s my chair…” Bunny's modest laughter ceased. He looked left. Empty. Dusty. He looked right. Empty. Dusty. He looked down, at the book covering the watery vomit, beside his feet. He gave her a perplexed look, lips pursed. If he remembered correctly, it was around closing time. "Erm... Cause all these customers are dying for books right now?" Bunny asked inquiringly, motioning to the empty store around him. Normally, he would've moved. Or argued, and eventually motioned for her to come over. However, this was now. Bunny didn't need angry Mina. He needed fun, not responsible at all Mina. He'd have to find a way to maneuver around this predicament.
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WIZARDING ADULT
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Jan 22, 2017 11:49:48 GMT -7
Post by mina pandora oliveira on Jan 22, 2017 11:49:48 GMT -7
@koalasrdumb Apparently she caught him off guard. Was it the way she had responded or the fact that he didn’t actually know she was there? It had to be because of her ‘responsible voice’ as she called it. Very few things outside of work were conducted in that manner, and even then she still got away with acting like a child while sitting behind the check-out counter. Customers seemed to think she was a dropout or something, always asking questions on why she left school early etcetera, etcetera. Of course that always produced a rather cocky grin on her face, especially when they started to retract their earlier statements. But other than that, work was work. She had to act responsible if she wanted a job. She could get away with things when the boss wasn’t around, but that didn’t change the fact that she had to take charge of the shop and make sure nothing bad happened to it.
Mina frowned as her brother said he was there to see her. That didn’t change the fact that he had snuck out of school and traveled a considerable distance to get here. “I’m honored.” She stated flatly, sliding her wand back into her pocket. Bunny always drew attention from the wrong people, kind of like how she did, so it was hard not to imagine him finding it fun to crack a cash register open and taking a peek inside. Mina had definitely done her fair share of that back in the day. Still, it bothered her that he was sitting in her chair. It was there for a reason, to show she was the one in control of the store. From the way Bunny glanced around the store when she commented on customers, she knew she was already losing the battle. “You know what I mean.”
Mina crossed the few feet between them and stood directly in front of the counter. “Bunny, as much as I love you, you can’t be off school grounds. I know, I know, I’m not one to talk, but they’re a lot more serious about it now.” And Merlin knows what they would think of a student wandering around Diagon Alley. In the past it was a few detentions and whatever else the school felt necessary. Now…Mina didn’t know what the repercussions would be, or what the school or the Ministry would think. From what she had learned, everything that had happened the year before was from students. The last thing she wanted was them to believe Bunny was doing the same by sneaking in and out of the school.
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