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 Posted: Sat Oct 13, 2012 9:36 pm
A year had passed and Von needed to check in with Quil and see if things had changed on their plan. After all people changed their minds all the time. She'd sent him a secret note setting up a meeting. After all she had to sneak around so she didn't have to answer any incriminating questions.
She paced in the common room waiting for the ever slow Quil. He needed to get here before everyone started returning. She sighed in frustration but pulled out her guitar and started playing a random tune to calm herself down.
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Posted: Sat Oct 13, 2012 10:01 pm
"Bugger..." Quillan muttered in his sleep, tossing a bit on the couch. For some reason or another, there was this annoying yelping dragon in his dream, destroying Hogwarts. Nice... Never liked that professor anyway, a soft smile showed on Quillan's sleeping face. Thought that kid was a prissy brat too... This dragon was doing more help than harm!
Wait... What was that? Quillan's brows furrowed as he regained consciousness to some noise. "Merlin's bloody beard!" He exclaimed suddenly, his eyes shooting open as he propped himself up from the Common Room's couch. "Why do I always wake up to some bloody ear-grating noise?!" He sighed, a frown on his face. "Oh, it's you, Vonali..." Quillan glowered, "I thought it was that stupid pony-haired twit again... Better you than him though," Quillan stretched his arms back and forth.
Vonali had left some obscure note behind for him to find asking him to meet her up in the Common Room. Obviously, she doesn't realize that half the time I'm up here anyway, Quillan thought with a shrug. Half way in class, he'd get a "stomachache" and leave for Doctor Belov's infirmary. "I'm taking you want to talk about our arrangement?" Quillan started, working a kink out of his neck.
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Charmaine Kitteridge Crew
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Posted: Sat Oct 13, 2012 10:23 pm
Von jumped at the noise from the couch. " Geez. Sweet Cheeks, you ever go to class?" She snickered and put the guitar away. She moved across the floor and sat in front of the couch on the coffee table.
"Yes our arrangement. There's nothing really major that I've been able to find. Are you still game or is it time to put this in the finished file?" She cut straight to the business, she could tease him afterwards, not like he was going anywhere after all.
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Posted: Sat Oct 13, 2012 10:29 pm
"Sometimes... When I'm bored," he responded, a twinkle in his eye. He flopped down on the couch and watched as she put the guitar away, Good, one less bothersome thing... he thought. Quill's ears were still pretty sensitive to loud noises since he just woke up.
After Von said what he did, Quillan couldn't help but sigh. "Nah, just leave it." He responded with a shrug, "Quarrels from first year seem so long ago--wow, I sounded pretty mature there, didn't I?" Quillan laughed, cracking his knuckles as he did. "File it away, my dear," He said with a even snootier accent.
With that settled, he glanced at the clock. "Time's a-tickin'--this place will be a swarm in a few minutes..." He mumbled out loud, still a bit foggy with sleep.
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Charmaine Kitteridge Crew
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Posted: Sat Oct 13, 2012 10:42 pm
Von nodded and made note to burn what she'd gathered. "Wow, if you think that's mature you've got a long ways to go."
She leaned back and gave Quil a look over. " Well business is done, what do I care if everyone comes piling in here. I'm not the one with sensitive ears." She smirked and crossed her ankles. " So how was your summer?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 13, 2012 11:00 pm
Quillan smirked, "You know me, Vonali, I've come a long way, if I do say so myself," he said, making a point to puff out his chest in pride.
Strange that we're making small talk, he thought to himself. Was Vonali one for small talk? Oh well. "My summer was fine--just found out that my annoying little cousin has magic... He's tiresome to deal with--Slytherin too and you'll know who he is when you see him. He has a stupid red fro," Quillan's eyes narrowed at the memory. Could that kid be any more of a pesk? Honestly. "How about you?"
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Charmaine Kitteridge Crew
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Posted: Sat Oct 13, 2012 11:19 pm
Von snickered and rolled her eyes. " Ah the joys of family attending. I've got one or three floating around here." She switched her ankles. She was fidgeting, killing time and frankly proving that she could talk to anyone she felt like it. " My summer was... interesting. Spent it tutoring a rich Ravenclaw the guitar."
No need to specify that the Ravenclaw was also the one who caught her when she fell down the moving staircase or that he was extremely handsome for a 2nd year.
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2012 7:19 pm
"Tutor a Ravenclaw? Well, if that isn't the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard," Quillan commented, raising his eyebrow. "Aren't they supposed to be all motivated and that jazz--perhaps omnipotent?" He waved his hand back and forth to show his disbelief. "The kid sounds like a git though--guitar, really? Everyone knows the banjo is the way to go," Quillan kid, a little twinkle in his eye.
"So that means you were over at this kid's house during the summer? Scandalous, Vonali!" Quillan grinned, enjoying using the word "scandalous" in every day conversation. So what if it was part of the reason Quillan and Dorian fought so viciously--it still was an awesome word! (even if Quillan only now knew what it meant).
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2012 7:37 pm
Vonali threw back her head and laughed. " Most think they are, yes. And the banjo is just a hillbilly guitar." At his scandalous comment she raised an eyebrow and moved to touch his knee. " Not as scandalous as pawing at a fellow student in the Common Room, Sweet Cheeks.." She laughed again though he made a good point. She prolly shouldn't tell Kenny where she'd spent her summer.
" So Sweet Cheeks, got any new interesting deals yet?" Why not talk a bit of shop with him. After all she needed to know the goings ons if she was going to stay in business.
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