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Dec 4, 2017 11:55:32 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Dec 4, 2017 11:55:32 GMT -7
The Coffin House. A creepy shop full of all kinds of fun knick knacks, doohickeys, books and potions all about raisin the dead. So, basically, Nora's kind of place. She didn't want to Raise any dead. Gross. No, she just was into dark and morbid things like this. As soon as she had heard about this Knockturn Alley she bailed in her parents and smacked her brothers arm, beckoning him to follow her to the alley if he so choose. The first shop she went to was Borgin and Burkes, but she didn't say for long. She wasn't interested in curses, really. But raising the dead? The 'undead'? That sounded like fun. That, sounded interesting. So, here she was, leaning forward to survey an amulet on a stand in front of her. It was blood red, Noras favorite color. @steve
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Dec 4, 2017 19:59:05 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Dec 4, 2017 19:59:05 GMT -7
@nora Off they had gone into an endless, winding alleyways of some place called Knockturn Alley. Weird name for a shopping district, but so was Diagon Alley. Steve had been in parts of this gloomy area, but only to glance into windows every so often. Going inside a store was a completely different thing altogether. Except today Nora was bouncing into them without a care in the world, so he casually followed her here and there, and everywhere. The first store they went into was interesting enough, but the numerous signs indicating that they shouldn’t be touching anything really aggravated him, especially when all the junk looked semi-fun to poke. These kinds of things didn’t really exist back home unless it was someone’s family heirloom, or something equally boring.
But his sister was in and out of the store at lightning speed, and Steve barely had enough time to return a peeved glare at the obviously ticked off employee standing at the back of the shop. If they didn’t want people looking at their items, why open a store in the first place? Customer service clearly drained the life-force out of everyone that did it. That was a lot coming from a half-vampire.
So on to the next store, which had an equally ominous name as the first, and was called ‘The Coffin House’. Quirky. He had begged for a coffin of his own at one point, only to receive a disappointing look from good old dad, and a laugh from mom. Some parents…and some sisters too. Nora was hanging over an amulet when he walked up behind her in the store. “Dare you to touch it,” he said, moving to the side to get a better look at it. The worst that could happen was having the shopkeeper yelling at them. As for a potential curse…that wouldn’t kill Nora.
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Dec 11, 2017 12:30:48 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Dec 11, 2017 12:30:48 GMT -7
"Dare you to touch it," her brother said, moving beside her. She rolled her eyes, not bothering to look over at him. "Maybe I'll touch it if I buy it," she suggested. Leaning her face even closer so her nose was almost touching it anyway. "I can't read the stupid label. Latin," she rolled her eyes. She could speak French, sure, but not Latin. You'd think she would have learned how, but she hadn't. She didn't always have the mental patience for that sort of thing. French was easy because almost everyone she knew spoke it as well, so it really was as much of a first language to her as English was. "What do you think it does, Steve? Looks like blood, doesn't it?" she asked him both questions in a row, nudging her shoulder against his. "What if it helps you control peoples blood, so you can like control their body with their bloodstreams," that was an insane idea and would have to include some very, very powerful magic... but hey, this was a magical place, after all.
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Dec 11, 2017 22:18:19 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Dec 11, 2017 22:18:19 GMT -7
@nora “You don’t have to buy it to touch it though,” Steve offered the opposite of what his sister had just said. “Unless you poke it too hard with those beastly hands of yours and break it. Then you’ll have to buy it,” he chuckled. There was no way she was going to weasel his allowance money from him to pay off the damages if that happened either. Nora was leaning closer to it as he spoke, mentioning that the label was in Latin. That was that then. Neither of them knew how to read it, and seeing as the shopkeeper was basically nonexistent currently, they would have no idea what it said. “Probably says it’ll damn us to hell for eons or something equally spooky. Anything that has to be written in Latin never has a positive message. Makes you wonder how angry the Latins were all the time,” Steve pondered.
Nora offered her own idea of what the pendant could do, and Steve gave it another once over. It did look like blood, and seeing as they were naturally drawn to it (despite his personal distaste), it would make sense that they would be staring down at something made from or containing blood. “Well, I would say it’s an amulet, since it looks like an amulet. And it does have a blood red color…so that would make it a blood red amulet,” he said, making fun of her questions as she went on to say what she thought it could do. “Would they sell something like that in a store though? I mean, we could just take it and run if there aren’t any anti-theft spells over it…”
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Dec 14, 2017 7:48:12 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Dec 14, 2017 7:48:12 GMT -7
He said that she didn't have to buy it to touch it and she rolled her eyes again. He called her hands 'beastly' and she shot a glare toward him, "better than your wimpy little girl hands. If it had a curse you wouldn't be able to resist it for even as microsecond," she challenged, turning back to the amulet. He guessed that the Latin said they would be damned for eons, no surprise that would be. She nodded as he said that Latin was never a positive message. "Well, if you had to all share a bath and had no pain killers of any kind you'd probably write that kind of stuff too," she guessed, chuckling. Ancient Rome was a really, really strange place, that was for sure. No wonder they were all depressed and summoning up demons and worshiping weird gods.
Steve assessed the pendant, saying that it looked like an amulet, duh, and she rolled her eyes again, elbowing him in the ribs lightly as he went on to speak about how they couldn't sell that stuff in a store. "This is a creepy store, Steve, they sell what they want. And of course there is anti-theft," but still, she was leaning closer, "it probably will turn our bones to jelly if we try to run out the door with a non purchased item."
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Dec 21, 2017 23:00:44 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Dec 21, 2017 23:00:44 GMT -7
@nora “My hands aren’t wimpy or girly,” he said, annoyed that she retorted. “See?” Steve added, putting both of them in front of her face to try and prevent her from seeing the amulet. “Besides, if I had little hands I wouldn’t be able to apply my hair products properly. You know that.” That and it would take double the amount of time. His morning routine was already lengthy as it was, he didn’t need it to take even longer. Placing his hands back in his pockets as Nora turned back to look at the amulet again, he nodded his head in agreeance that sharing baths was probably the cause of eternal damnation curses. “At least they knew how to take a bath. Some of the owners in these stores barely know how to do that,” Steve whispered, dropping his voice because he was still unsure of where the shopkeeper was. If they were already overheard about touching something that clearly shouldn’t be touched in the first place, he didn’t want to also be the one to be called out for saying the shopkeeper was smelly.
Nora said the store was a creepy store, and he glanced around. “Guess it is creepy. Didn’t really notice when we walked in.” The iron maidens that lined the entirety of one of the walls probably should have told him that, but he figured it was one of the dark arts hobby shops. It definitely had the appearance of one. “Jelly bones sounds like a kind of candy,” he mused, completely opting to ignore that she had just told him they shouldn’t remove the amulet from the store. “So are you going to buy it or just continue to stare at it? The only way to know what it does is if it becomes yours.”
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Jan 6, 2018 14:44:46 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jan 6, 2018 14:44:46 GMT -7
He said his hands weren't wimpy or girly and she just rolled her eyes at him. he held both of his hands in front of her, talking about his hair products. She leaned forward to lick one of his palms, then laughed. "I guess they're alright," she said between laughs. "You do taste like hair products though," she pursed her lips, "it's not bad."
He talked about how at least the ancient peoples knew how to bathe and she cocked her head from side to side, agreeing. "I think the owners here know how, they just don't in order to add to the aesthetic. I think it's pretty brilliant," she explained, turning her eyes back to the medallion and not bothering to whisper like he was. He agreed that the shop was indeed creepy, saying he didn't notice -- to which she scoffed. At the mention of 'jelly bones sounding like candy', Nora snorted, and turned back to look at him, her nose just an inch away from his, "I'm not going to buy it. But," she lifted a finger to poke his chest, "youuuuu could buy it for me, since you love me oh-so-much," she half teased, but was also half serious. "Granted," she frowned, looking back at it again, "dad might not approve. But, he also might not even notice if we bring it home," she added.
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Jan 7, 2018 15:40:36 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jan 7, 2018 15:40:36 GMT -7
@nora Steve stuck his tongue out in disgust as his sister licked the palm of one of his hands. “Really? That’s gross Nor,” he said, pushing his hand up against her face to try and wipe it back onto her. “I don’t know where that tongue of yours has been,” Steve added as he continued to try and get her with it. “No they aren’t bad. That’s why I use them.” He would never have tried tasting them though. That stuff was probably toxic to ingest. And flammable. Which was a hard balance when he was smoking hot most of the time. Putting time and effort into his appearance was part of the whole thing he was going for. While he knew that he could be different once at Hogwarts, it was always safe to say the same old him. The excessive hair products was the main component.
He rolled his eyes as she said the not bathing thing was part of the aesthetic and that it was brilliant. That was city life, he supposed. The country folk back home didn’t take of themselves all the time, but at least they weren’t running an odorous shop. It was like they didn’t want customers. Or maybe that was the point. Speaking of points, Nora was poking him in the chest with her pointy finger. She wasn’t going to buy it, but he could buy it for her. Steve raised an eyebrow at her. “Sure, hold on while I conjure money that I don’t have out of my wallet.” Pulling his wallet out of his pocket, he dumped it upside down to show that he didn’t have anything in it. Except for the few coins that he had forgotten were in there and were now bouncing along the ground. That was smooth. Bending down to grab the few that had stayed close, he grunted in agreement that their dad wouldn’t approve of it. “I can get you a blood-pop instead,” he said, reaching for another coin that was still spinning away from him. That would be a good replacement for a cursed necklace. Probably.
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Jan 17, 2018 18:11:44 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jan 17, 2018 18:11:44 GMT -7
Steve commented on her licking his hand being gross and she laughed, maybe a little too loudly for a place like this. he wiped her own spit back onto her and she let him, no use fighting it off. He said he didn't know where her tongue had been and she wiggled her eyebrows at him, "oh, the things you don't know about me, the list is endless," she joked. Really, he knew everything about her, and she didn't keep secrets from him. Ever. That was how it worked. He said that the hair products weren't bad and that was why he used them. She rolled her eyes, "someday you're going to look at old pictures and ask yourself how you were ever such a diva," she commented, waving toward his hair.
He rolled his eyes as she spoke of the aesthetic of the smelliness and weirdness of it all. She knew he wouldn't appreciate it. He didn't appreciate the truly creepy like she did. He didn't mind messing with people with her, though, but that was different. Their way of screwing with peoples heads was more alluring and lovely then this type of creepiness. It was a vampire thing. At her suggestion of him being the trinket for her he made a joke about conjuring money, complete with an empty wallet. Now it was her turn to roll her eyes. Then some money did fall out and she stifled another loud laugh, taking a step back so he could bend down to grab the pieces. "I think one rolled under there, good luck finding it again," she said, pointing toward the bottom of one of the shelves. At the mention of a blood pop she grinned, then bent down to help him grab a few coins, "that sounds lovely. Maybe we could even go on a moonlit walk after," she teased, batting her eyes at him in jest for a moment before stopping. "But really, that does sound like a good idea. Let's go."
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Jan 20, 2018 22:03:58 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jan 20, 2018 22:03:58 GMT -7
@nora “How am I related to you again?” The look of pained disgust still on his face as she let him wipe his hand across her own face. Sometimes he wondered how she got to be like this. There were times when he was equally as weird as she was, but Nora always took it to the next step – the one that he was too scared of going to. It would be too out of character for him, and developing his character was extremely important now. New school, new him, right? That’s what the no-maj kids used to say in the 2010s. Steve distinctly remembered watching a documentary on television about the culture of teenagers a decade ago. Those were strange times for no-majs. Pulling his hand away from her again as she said the list of things her tongue had touched was endless, he shook his head and shoved both of his hands in his pockets. “And you’ll look at those same pictures and wonder why you were a wild animal,” he retorted. It was an awful come back, he knew that, but it was extremely hard to hurt her with words, if not impossible.
Nora pointed out that one of the coins had rolled underneath a shelf, and Steve laid himself down flat on the ground, trying to see if he could catch a glimpse of it. If that hadn’t been his allowance money, he wouldn’t have cared so much. That only came every so often though, and losing it by trying to make a point was a waste. Awkwardly pulling his wand out of his pocket, and shoved it underneath the shelf to try and pull the coin in his direction. From what he could tell, it was just out of his reach. “Dammit…” Steve grunted as he tried one more time, but to no avail. Giving up, he pushed himself back to his feet, dusting the front of his clothes off as he did so. “Sure. We can give everyone the wrong impression of us too.” Steve stared at his sister as she agreed that it sounded like a good idea to get a blood-pop. “After you, dear sister,” he added, motioning with his hand for her to head out of the shop first.
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Feb 9, 2018 19:58:42 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Feb 9, 2018 19:58:42 GMT -7
Nora wrinkled her nose at him in annoyance as he asked how he was related to her, but she didn't answer. In all honesty, there was nothing in this world more important to her than her twin brother, and she couldn't even imagine if they weren't related. Even just the thought of a life without him being right there beside her made her feel angry and empty, almost to the point that she wanted to smash the nearest thing, reach inside it, and pull the reality that she did in fact have a twin brother back out and into existence again. It just wasn't a good thing to wonder about. He said that she'd look back at old pictures and wonder why she was a wild animal and she raised an eyebrow, "was? Steve, darling, I'll always be a wild animal," she corrected. Steve was laying on the ground. "Wooooow," Nora said, giving out a low whistle. He grumbled and gave up, standing again, and Nora just raised an eyebrow at him as he did so. He agreed to a moonlit walk and a wrong impression and she grinned mischievously. "Oooh, that gives me an idea," she said, stepping through the door ahead of him as he told her to go first. "What if we didn't tell anyone we were twins at Hogwarts? Make them guess what our relationship is," she giggled. The idea was so ridiculous, but could be hilarious. @steve
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Feb 12, 2018 12:57:53 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Feb 12, 2018 12:57:53 GMT -7
@nora Yeah he already knew she would always be a wild animal. Saying out loud didn’t change that fact at all. That was in their blood, and because they had absolutely no oversight when it came to running around outside while growing up. Being wild was more natural than being restrained, even he understood that. Nora simply embraced it more than he ever would. One of them had to do it to make up for the other. “Touché,” he relented. He simultaneously dreaded and was interested in the day she brought someone forward to spend the rest of her life with that was equally as wild and crazy as she was. That would be an extraordinary feat to accomplish.
Counting the remainder of the money, Steve figured there would be enough for both of them to get a blood-pop. He could always not have one. While the taste always hit the right spot, there was something about eating one in public that he didn’t really like. Everything was always fine and dandy at home, but here there could be looks. It was stupid that he was self-conscious about this but not how he interacted with other kids his age. Apparently being a jerk to them didn’t fall into the same category.
As they exited the shop, Nora proposed an idea. For them to pretend that they weren’t siblings. Yup, that was the most insane thing he had heard all day. He didn’t need to make the obvious comment there, so he sighed instead. “How long do you think that could be kept up? The second anyone hears our last name, they’ll know.” And maybe the half-vampire part, although they could just say they were adopted separately or something like that. The other problem was that it would interfere with him hitting on girls, especially if they thought he was in a relationship already. “So how do you want to play this game? Since it’s your idea.”
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Mar 3, 2018 15:14:09 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Mar 3, 2018 15:14:09 GMT -7
At least he accepted the fact that she would always be a wild animal. In reality, Nora thought she was pretty sophisticated for the most part. Plus, she liked to hunt wild animals. If she wasn't a monster herself she was sure that she would be a monster hunter. She had always loved hunting, and she was sure that if she had ended up being a muggle she would have easily become a Van Helsing and started hunting vampires, werewolves and more. But, alas, she was one of them and she was raised in a world where she knew most of them were just like any other person, so it was illogical to be a monster hunter of that variety.
He asked how long they could keep it up, mentioning their names. "Maybe we don't have to tell anyone our names," she said. He asked how they would play the game, but then she realized something. "Waaaaaait," she frowned, "we have to do a sorting ceremony, don't we?" she was bummed. That would have been funny! "What I would have done is just play it cool. Spend time together, walk together, act like we normally do but then throw them off with little comments here and there. It would have been an elaborate scheme," she sighed.
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Mar 17, 2018 20:02:27 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Mar 17, 2018 20:02:27 GMT -7
@nora Not giving up their names would certainly make for an interesting line of discussion once school started. First names were one thing, but eventually someone would want to know their last name, and then everything would collapse within seconds. Nora brought up that there was the sorting ceremony as well, which would be the first day there. So they didn’t even have to crash and burn themselves, the school would do it for them. “And if we somehow made it through that, there would still be classes,” Steve offered, knowing full well that they would more than likely end up in a few classes together. If the professors were anything like the teachers back home, they would try and get to know the students by their full names as quickly as possible. Nora continued to describe how she had wanted to go about the plan, and he chuckled a few times. “You’re messed up in the head, you know that? But it could have worked perfectly too,” Steve sighed. As long as something like that didn’t get him branded as a freak. There was no telling how the Hogwarts students would react to a couple of jokesters. They could all be dull idiots for all he knew. “We still have the summer and the train ride to creep people out though. So let’s figure something out before then,” he reassured her. That was better than nothing, at least. [The End]
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