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Jul 25, 2017 0:08:40 GMT -7
Post by mina pandora oliveira on Jul 25, 2017 0:08:40 GMT -7
@iggy Saturday afternoon. Finally her day off. Mina was starting to get used to having one day of the weekend off now that it had been a few months. That meant better planning Friday nights, and figuring out how ridiculously hammered she could get and still wake up fine the next morning. Last night though…well, she didn’t remember much. All she knew was she woke up this morning in her own bed and in the same clothes she had on the night before. There was nothing really that strange about that, since she had done that dozens of times. The weird thing was that she had a little scrap of paper in her jeans pocket with the word ‘carnival’ written on it. At first that meant nothing to her, but upon inquiring about it to her sister, who wasn’t exactly happy to see her in the same clothes again, she was told that there was a carnival being held in Hogsmeade. That was enough to send Mina into a flurry of readiness, as she quickly cleaned up, changed, ate breakfast (or was it considered lunch once it was the afternoon?), and ran out the door to quickly walk her dog before apparating to Hogsmeade.
She didn’t need much of a push to have fun. Usually just talking to someone was enough for her, though playing games and drinking worked to. After wandering around the carnival for about half an hour and only managing to get a mock wanted poster made of her face, she was quickly starting to get bored. There was food, but no alcohol, which kind of made sense because there were loads of students here. They couldn’t stop her from smoking though, and that she did, because there was nothing else to do aside from playing the games and hopping on the occasional ride. It would be too weird to talk to any of the students unless she knew them from her years there, and so far she hadn’t seen either of her younger siblings or the Greyback girls that she had met a few months earlier. That was disappointing. She kind of wanted to bug them a little. Especially her siblings. Nothing beat public embarrassment, and if they were here with friends, it would be even better. She was sure she had met most of their friends at one point or another while she was still in school, but that didn’t change the fact that she could still mess with them.
Buying a bucket of popcorn from a nearby stand, Mina made her way over to a picnic table and dug herself in. If this was how it was going to be, she would sit here and eat until she found someone to latch onto. Watching the Ferris wheel go around over and over again wasn’t that bad. But it kind of was at the same time.
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Jul 25, 2017 8:00:58 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jul 25, 2017 8:00:58 GMT -7
Iggy wasn't exactly a "carnival" type of guy, so the fact that he was still wandering aimlessly around the carnival with nothing in particular to do was a surprise even to the Slytherin. Usually by now, with no one to talk to and nothing to do, Ig would have made his way back to the common room or something but there was just something about the atmosphere of the carnival that kept drawing him in. Iggy had never been a people watcher before but he found that watching people during the carnival was rather entertaining. As he walked around, listening to the people around him converse and have fun on the rides and various carnival games, Ichabod got a whiff of cigarette smoke. The smell stirred something in him and he found himself immediately craving a smoke. Unfortunately, his cigarettes had been confiscated by Madame Blacksmith when she had caught him smoking in an empty corridor.
Ichabod turned to the left to see someone walk by him with the cigarette but he only caught a glimpse of the back of their head and then they were gone. Iggy wasn't exactly a people person, but he could swallow his pride to ask someone for a smoke. He made it his own personal mission to then find that head of hair that he had seen walking away. After a few minutes, he spotted a girl that had that same head of hair sitting down and eating some popcorn. Was this the same person he had seen with the cigarette? There was really only one way to find out.
Iggy took in a breath and then walked over to the woman at the picnic table, stuffing his hands in his jean pockets as he raised an eyebrow at her. "Hey," he said in a quick greeting. "Any chance I could bum a smoke offa'ya?"
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Jul 25, 2017 12:26:33 GMT -7
Post by mina pandora oliveira on Jul 25, 2017 12:26:33 GMT -7
@iggy The time it had taken her to get the popcorn, sit down, and unwind was just enough to finish off her cigarette. If this carnival had been on Hogwarts grounds, they probably wouldn’t have let her get away with it. Better yet, if she was on the grounds, she would have been with Im, and the professor totally wouldn’t let that fly. Mina would be a ‘bad influence’ or something like that on the young, learning minds of the students. She didn’t have the heart to ever tell her friend that more happened outside of class than she was willing to take notice of. Way more. Bumping around in broom closets and the occasional drink being passed around was a joke. There were too many people she had met after school that were surprised to hear that. Obviously they didn’t know the right people while at Hogwarts. Mina did.
Tapping her pack of cigarettes on the picnic table as she chewed on a few pieces of popcorn. It was okay. Muggle movie theatre popcorn had that styrofoamy feeling to it, fake butter and all, whereas this popcorn was more cardboard, firm and spongy. There really was no use antagonizing over it, but there was nothing else to do other than contemplate the consistency of the popcorn, long for another cigarette, and watch the Ferris wheel spin around and around and around. The sight was rather mesmerizing, at least until it was interrupted by a figure stepping into her peripheral vision. Mina leaned her head back to stare up at the kid as he asked her if he could have one of her cigarettes. She almost laughed. Almost. Instead, she kept a straight face and turned herself on the bench so that she could see him fully. “No,” she stated. “They’re not good for you kid.” That was a rather ballsy move by him. Who was to say she wasn’t an auror or extra security hired for the carnival?
“How old are you anyway?” He looked to be about the same age as her younger siblings, but these days it was impossible to tell. She was positive that she could pass herself off as a student still if she really wanted to. Im would put a stop to that immediately as well.
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Aug 14, 2017 6:58:31 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Aug 14, 2017 6:58:31 GMT -7
Iggy stood, practically on pins and needles, as he awaited an answer from the curly brunette in front of him. Before she answered, however, she turned to look at him and he finally got a good look at her. He couldn't put a name to her face, but he thought maybe she was in school with him a few years ago. Whoever she was, she was certainly older but Iggy couldn't think of just how much older. When the girl gave him an answer, Iggy's brow furrowed into a disgruntled look at the reason she gave him. He was a little put off by the immediate "no" she gave him, but after a moment he gained composure enough again to fold his arms in front of him and raise an eyebrow at the girl. "But they're good for you, eh?" He countered back, smartly.
Ig was a little surprised when the girl further went on to inquire how old he was, and his brow furrowed again at the girl. "Old enough," he said rather defensively while he stirred just a little uncomfortably. Iggy hated when people called him out about his age when it came to smoking. He knew the risks and hated when his older peers tried to remind him of them. "How old are you?" He repeated her question back at her. She didn't look much older than him, after all.
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Aug 15, 2017 21:47:30 GMT -7
Post by mina pandora oliveira on Aug 15, 2017 21:47:30 GMT -7
@iggy Apparently her answer about the cigarettes didn’t sit well with the lad. She had people try and bum them off her every now and then while she was in Diagon Alley or walking around London, but that was different. She didn’t mind tossing one to someone on the street or lighting one for them if they were legally allowed to smoke. This boy didn’t look like he was a day over fifteen, at the most. Mina knew that she was a walking, talking contradiction because she used to be exactly like this kid when she was in school. That didn’t mean she couldn’t act like the adult she was supposed to be. He looked…displeased, but that was quickly wiped off of his face as he raised his eyebrows at her and countered back. She rolled her eyes at him. Hard. That was the oldest come back in the history of come backs. “How I decide to kill myself is none of your business, so sod off,” Mina retorted, turning back around on the bench so that she was facing the ferris wheel again.
If only that was the end of it. She had forgotten that she had asked his age, and he said that he was old enough. She finally lost it, snorting at his comment. “You’re still in school, yeah? Then you’re not old enough.” Mina made sure not to make eye contact as she finished tapping her cigarettes on the table. Hopefully he’d leave her alone. Finally pulling one out, she dangled it from the corner of her mouth and stuck her hand into her jacket pocket to find her lighter. The bold witches and wizards would use their wands to light their cigarettes, but she knew better than to stick a flame that close to her face. As she pulled the lighter out, she glanced up to see him still standing there. Then he asked her how old she was. Why did that matter? She already said she wasn’t giving him one. “Twenty,” she answered as she lit her cigarette tauntingly. “So that gives me what? Five years on you?” While she still didn’t know his age, that didn’t mean she couldn’t criticize him for acting like the child he was.
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Aug 16, 2017 21:43:45 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Aug 16, 2017 21:43:45 GMT -7
Iggy probably should have expected such a reaction out the girl like the one he was getting. She was sitting alone on a bench at a carnival, smoking and eating popcorn. Obviously her personality seemed... less than likable, flat out. When she turned back around, Iggy was left standing there like a cross toddler which certainly wasn't going to help his case at all.
The girl decided to address him again a moment later and ask if he was still in school. "Yeah," he replied a little incredulously. "And you aren't?" He countered with a frustrated raise of his eyebrows. This girl barely looked older than him! In fact, if she weren't sitting down he was sure he would probably either be a little taller than her or just her height. Not that height mattered, but still. Finally, the girl revealed her age and Iggy stopped himself from visibly looking like she had ripped the rug out from underneath him. He hadn't been expecting that. "Four. Barely," he corrected her matter of factly.
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Aug 16, 2017 23:22:32 GMT -7
Post by mina pandora oliveira on Aug 16, 2017 23:22:32 GMT -7
@iggy Obviously he was still in school. She could tell just by looking at the way he carried himself. And his clothes. Working in the bookstore meant she saw students during breaks, and she was well aware of what they looked like in their civilian garb. Plus everyone here was practically a student. Those that weren’t were trying to stay as far away as possible. Kind of like what she was currently trying to do. It was annoying that she couldn’t get away from students. Seeing them at work was fine, and she knew they would be here as well, but they always showed up when she didn’t want them to, like when she went to drink in the Broomsticks or Hog’s Head. They simply couldn’t leave her alone.
The boy’s comment about her not being a student brought a smirk to Mina’s face. She made sure to mask it with another drag on her cigarette, before slowly letting the smoke out. Taunting this kid was fun. If he thought she was a student, then that meant she really could pull off sneaking into the castle. The repercussions of that if she was caught would be terrible of course, but it would totally be worth it. Running amok in Hogwarts once again…what an experience that would be! All without having any responsibilities too! Im and her siblings were the only true obstacles. Mina had ways to get around all three of them though.
She didn’t respond to his question about her being in school still, because stating her age did that already. Mina desperately wanted him to react to that, but he didn’t really, aside from coming back with a correction on his own age. He was only four years younger than her. This was hilarious. “Sixth year then? That’s the same age difference between you and a second year,” she paused to let him do the math in his head if he needed to. “See what I’m getting at here?” In other words, this boy was still a child as far as she was concerned. It didn’t matter to her how old he was or how many years of school left he had; having the gall to ask her for a smoke, or demanding for one rather, wasn’t her cup of tea. He was an annoyance, just like a second year was to any sixth year. “So Mr. Sixth Year. What house is home?” Mina had a feeling it was either Gryffindor or Slytherin. His boldness was something that the other two houses weren’t acquainted with. Gryffindors were damn good at being annoying about things and trying to get their way, and if he was a Slytherin, then she would most likely remember him. Then again, he would have been a third year when she graduated, and they were insignificant little specks in the house of snakes.
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Sept 22, 2017 15:03:04 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2017 15:03:04 GMT -7
Iggy made no effort to hide the look of frustration as he watched the girl take a drag of her cigarette and slowly let the smoke out. What was this girl's damage? All he had done was ask her for a cigarette and she was dangling them right in front of him. He wanted to tell her off, give her a real piece of his mind but he also really hoped that maybe he could still weasel one out of her yet.
Ig looked away from the girl when she said his year, not wanting to give her the satisfaction of her answer being correct. He chose to ignore her comment on age differences and the annoyances between them. When Iggy got annoyed by people, he usually would mouth off but he was still really hoping for a cigarette... this girl couldn't be totally heartless, could she? Ichabod didn't look at the girl until she asked him what house he was in. After another moment of wishing he had had a cigarette to take a drag off of, he answered, "Slytherin." Then he put his hands in his jeans pocket. "And you? I assume you attended Hogwarts 'back in the day.'" He put emphasis on 'back in the day' very sarcastically, since age seemed to matter so much to this girl.
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Sept 24, 2017 14:32:19 GMT -7
Post by mina pandora oliveira on Sept 24, 2017 14:32:19 GMT -7
@iggy He was frustrated. Ticked off that she was taunting him with the cigarette. Good. Because that was the exact reaction that she had been hoping to get from him. It would teach him a lesson about not always expecting to get everything he asked for. Hogwarts students seemed to forget about that sometimes. They were so used to the house elves doing everything for them. Mina knew that she wasn’t the best adult in the world, but at least she was starting to make an effort at it. This boy was going to have to learn eventually, so why shouldn’t it be her that taught him? Maybe if he was a good little boy, she’d fork a cigarette over at the end. That was the least she could do. He would have to work for it though, and right now he was seriously getting on her nerves by standing there and begging like a dog. She dealt with that enough as it was with her own beast.
To her surprise, he was a Slytherin. Well that made this a lot easier. She was more willing to appreciate someone from her own house over a lion. This was his lucky day apparently. “Of course I attended Hogwarts ‘back in the day’. Do I look like I’d fit in at one of those other schools?” Mina actually didn’t know if that was a fair comparison to draw. There were probably plenty of children at Durmstrang and Beauxbatons that were edgy little bastards like she had been while in school. Well…maybe not Beauxbatons. They were rich, preppy French kids. Hogwarts had enough of those as it was. She certainly didn’t think she looked French either. “What’s your name? I was in Slytherin too, and I don’t recall anyone looking like you in it.”
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Sept 25, 2017 6:36:03 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 25, 2017 6:36:03 GMT -7
Iggy raised his eyebrows and feigned an impressed sort of look when the girl said that she, too, had attended Hogwarts. Obviously she must have if she was here at this carnival, and she was British too so that was another giveaway but Iggy wanted to try to get under her skin now. "Actually, I was gonna peg you as a Squib or something," he said cheekily with a stupid little smirk. If she wanted to play dirty, Iggy would certainly play dirty.
When the dark haired girl said she had been in Slytherin, one of Iggy's eyebrows shot up in actual interest now. He could not recall ever seeing her anywhere in the common room. Then again, being as she looked so "edgy" she probably hung about elsewhere to smoke her cigarettes... much like he did these days. They probably had more in common than either of them were willing to admit. It took a moment longer than perhaps it should have for Ichabod to answer. "Iggy Nash," he replied, not daring to even mutter his full first name. This girl would likely take it and run. He folded his arms across his chest then as another smirk spread across his cheeks. "'Anyone looking like me?'" He repeated her question back at her a little sarcastically. "Aren't I a bit young for you? I mean, I know I'm a charmer and all..." he said, trying to get under the girl's skin even further by acting as if he was flattered to her comment that he knew she meant totally differently.
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Oct 2, 2017 21:45:28 GMT -7
Post by mina pandora oliveira on Oct 2, 2017 21:45:28 GMT -7
@iggy Not really paying much attention to the boy, Mina didn’t look back at him until he said that she seemed like a Squib. Her. A Squib. Her head practically snapped back to him, and she gave him a snide laugh, her lip curling into an accompanying smile. “Someone’s a smartass I see,” she responded, taking another drag of her cigarette. This one was almost out, most of it having burned off as she was forced to talk to this little snake. There was nothing inherently wrong with being a Squib. Except that they couldn’t use magic properly. Mina had learned not to judge those kinds of things, seeing as half of her family turned into man-killing werewolves once a month. If only she was using that as a euphemism. Explaining that to this lad would probably scare his socks off. Then he really would keep his tongue in check.
“Hard of hearing too? Yeah, anyone that looks like you. Cocky, arrogant. There was that Malfoy kid, but he wasn’t all that bad to look at,” she paused and looked the boy, Iggy was his name, up and down with her eyes. “Looks like Slytherin is lacking in man power these days.” Mina let loose a loud snort as he added that he was a bit young for her. Obviously. “Sorry Iggy, but if you’re mistaking this for me trying to hop into the pants that your mummy laid out for you, then you’re going to have a harsh reality in the next few years or so,” Mina stated matter-of-factly, adding a frown at the end. “Plus there are some other logistical things that would need to be taken care of before you ever had a shot with me, the first of which is being able to grow anything close to a beard, and the second being about four years older.” Stuffing out the remainder of her cigarette on the table, she pulled a new one out of the pack and lit it, letting a large cloud of smoke out into Iggy’s face. “That make sense little snake? Keep yours in your pants and we’ll get along.”
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