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Post by Gyan Salamanece on Aug 2, 2007 18:10:24 GMT -5
Gyan helped the boy to his feet and moved a few more feet out of reach. He saw the expression on the boys face and read it like a book. "We're not mad, just magic. Okay, some of us are mad." He added, thinking of Fork.:
"Entertaining, Yeah. It's only my first year here and noone else here will duel with me, so I have to get practice somehow." He said, staring back at the tree.
"Oh well. What were we talking about, again?"
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Post by 123456 on Aug 2, 2007 18:25:35 GMT -5
Raphael was taken aback by the comment. How'd he know? He shrugged keeping his hands in his pockets. He smiled slyly at the tree and at the boy.
"That is a good question. What were was talkin bout?" He had another confused look on his face as he pondered staring at the sky then he spoke again. "What's you name, anyways, luv?" He smiled slyly again, the way he said it made it seem like he was flirting with him and his accent just amplified it. He didn't realize since he always said 'luv' to people, it was just what he grew up with.
(We went a page without even knowing each others names haha we are special. ;])
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Post by Gyan Salamanece on Aug 2, 2007 19:26:24 GMT -5
{That we are}
Gyan heard the 'luv' comment, but diddn't make any notice of it. "The name's Gyan" He said.
"Oh yeah, quidditch" He remembered.
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Post by 123456 on Aug 2, 2007 22:45:23 GMT -5
Raphael stared at him for a while as if trying to register what he just said. He nodded and smiled confusingly at him. He blinked a bit then registered everything he said again.
"Yes, and nice to meet your acquaintance Gyan." He said smiling.
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Post by Gyan Salamanece on Aug 2, 2007 22:55:11 GMT -5
"And the same to you, Clemins." Gyan said back. Gyan knew that face too well. He had to be a Clemins, they were one of the few pure-blood families left. His mother had befriended one of them, and they all nearly looked alike.
"Sorry about calling you by your last name, I was raised that way. It's always polite to call by the last name untill you know the person." He explained.
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Post by 123456 on Aug 2, 2007 23:03:20 GMT -5
Raphael nodded at Gyan. He took his hands out of his pocket and folded them across his chest.
"Which Clemins did she befriend...? And I understand. My name is Raphael, just so you know, luv." He smiled nicely at him. It couldn't have been mum. She.... has a bad temper. He thought to himself quietly.
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Post by Gyan Salamanece on Aug 2, 2007 23:06:26 GMT -5
"I beleive her name was Elizabeth. Quite a nice lady, from what I heard from my brother. I was only two at the time." Gyan said. What a strange circumstance to make a friend.
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Post by 123456 on Aug 2, 2007 23:35:32 GMT -5
Raphael thought for a second. Then stared at the tree that was still trying to reach for them.
"Oh yes! Do you know Teresa Clemins?" He asked slightly seeing if he did.
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Post by Gyan Salamanece on Aug 3, 2007 16:09:00 GMT -5
"No, can't say that I do." He said. He was itching to back to the tree and continue, but something in his head advised against it.
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Post by 123456 on Aug 3, 2007 21:52:20 GMT -5
Raphael decided to venture for another question. "How bout James Clemins?" He stood there staring at the boy then glancing at the tree ever now and again.
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Post by Gyan Salamanece on Aug 3, 2007 22:42:14 GMT -5
Gyan shook his head. "Can't say that name's familliar either...wait...where does he work?" Gyan remembered Iggy saying something about the mentioned man.
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Post by 123456 on Aug 4, 2007 1:42:56 GMT -5
Raphael pondered for a second trying to remember what his mum always complained about. He shook his head. "I'm not sure." He bowed his head in an apologetic way.
Then shot his stare into Gyan's steel eyes remembering sharply what it was. He smirked lightly shoving his hands in his pants pocket. "He worked at the Ministry, last I heard. But me and my dad don't talk. He praises my squib sister and he forgot bout me." He shrugged a little. "Don't mind though, me. I've gotten used to it. But yeah, last I heard he worked at the Ministry. Don't ask where or what he did, 'cause that, never knew, me." He shook his head slightly at what he said. His accent was still there and strong as ever. It bothered him.
He pulled his hand out of his pocket and brushed part of his naturally faded brown hair out of his face. He plunged his hand back into his pocket glancing at the tree then looking at Gyan.
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Post by Gyan Salamanece on Aug 4, 2007 9:15:48 GMT -5
Gyan left ear gave a small twitch. "Sorry about that. I'm not a big fan of my father either." Gyan said. He wasn't so sure if he was ready to tell the boy about his father, so he decided he would keep it bland. "My brother told me a bout a James Clemins once. He also tried to get my brother fired once on some trumped up charge over a poker game that cost his about fifty galleons.:
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Post by 123456 on Aug 4, 2007 23:43:31 GMT -5
Raphael pondered a little trying to remember. Then a thought stuck him. He shot his gaze off the grass at his feet to Gyan. He remembered.
"Yes! I remember that! That is what started a chain of things that led him to hate magic and the rest of his family be rather harsh to him. I think it's a bunch of bullocks, my family is daffy!" He shook his head a little staring at Gyan.
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Post by Gyan Salamanece on Aug 5, 2007 10:00:05 GMT -5
"At least you have a family" He said. The words had left his mouth before he even thought them. He was glad to have made another friend. That brings the total up to two. He throught with a smile. Sure he had aquaintances, but up untill now only Tomas had been his friend.
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