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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Feb 6, 2008 18:52:41 GMT -5
(( This board is open to the following people: Kaydee (if she wants), Julia, Bai, Kat (If she wants, and only then) KITTY-CA, and Danny-Xa should he truly be as bored as to be in a board with me))
"Is that a wand?" In the background, two teenage boys were standing side by side. One carried a wand while the other crowded around it and was poking it. "Yes, it's a wand, you moron." The other boy, his brother, replied.
The two boys were just scenery to Daisy Irene Adair (Browning). In fact, anything that had living flesh and was not related to her by blood or condition of death was scenery. That was the reason Daisy avoided her own premiers unless Christopher promised to be there. These days, that was a rarity. She hadn't seen Chris in . . . God knows how long. But with Gwen, Gwen may think Daisy was just a chick who stayed overnight to do it with her daddy. But that was only because Chris would never dare embarress the family by admitting that his sister was a member of the Living Dead. She tried to forget about Chris now because even thinking of the Brownings made that little ulcer of anger in her brain begin to tick. So she easily pushed it all out of her mind. She pushed the two boys aside even more easily because they were standing right in front of two huge signs. "Hey!" The older boy cried as he was shoved. "Little twirp!" The other added. "See? Told ya' so, Dan!" Daisy bragged, sweeping her small hand at the two huge posters that practically yelled 'High Profile Case' and ignoring the two boys. There, in those two boxes, were moving pictures of Daisy Adair (Grown) and Mildred Lass. The new Head Auror (Or she would be until the old one came back) had issued these to be hung on every street corner in Magical London and for non-moving, smaller versions to be put in the Muggle areas. "Oh, they got our good sides," Danika (Little Mildred) observed. "You are decently pretty when you put up an effort. Why did you look so nice that day?" Daisy asked, poking her. "I was going out later," Danika said bluntly. "Were you going out with JAMES-Y-POO?" Daisy asked. Danika slapped her. "Damn it, Adair!" The two girls were being escorted through Diagon Alley by their 'babysitter', Marie. Their 'father' Robb had taken Blue to G.R.I.M. And, eventually, the trio would go to the Potter residence or find the Potters somehow. Danika would talk to James, whether he was an adult or child. Daisy, however, had other plans on her mind. She hoped to ditch Dan when it was convinient and then visit Imaginary Lupin. Until then, they were waiting for someone to talk to. Someone to talk to as Danika and well, they hadn't settled on a kid name for Daisy. But it was imperative considering Daisy was a wanted woman now too. "I'm Daine," Daisy whispered to Danika. So now they were Danika and Daine.
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Post by Kat-la on Feb 7, 2008 22:20:46 GMT -5
“You should never EVER trust men to shop for themselves.” A woman who looked about twenty-six said and her friend of around twenty-five nodded. “Come on Uncle James.” The twenty-five-year-old said holding out her hand to the eight-year-old to take. The little boy looked at the older woman as if she was nuts. “Rebecca Lily Tripp…I’m your uncle…I’m not taking your hand like some little kid.” The boy said and Becca giggled. “Except Uncle James…you look like an eight-year-old and we should keep up appearances, SO! Now I’m Auntie Becca and she is Auntie Gwen.” Becca said and James sighed and grabbed her hand, not to happy about this blasted shopping trip.
However, the girls were right…James and Chris had no idea how to dress a little boy and since Kat was off getting clothes for herself as she felt weird in her daughters clothes, Becca and Gwen were sent with Chris and James to get THEM clothes. “Gweneth…” Chris said in a warning voice looking at the blonde her had her hand held out to him and Gwen smiled. “It’s mother now Christopher. Appearances.” Gwen said and Chris stopped walking and glared at her, “How about Gwen and we’ll pretend you’re my older sister and you WON’T get grounded when this ends.” Chris said and Gwen sighed, nodded, and took Chris’s hand anyways. “Wait…wait…” James said pulling on Becca’s hand and Becca sighed. “James…you and Chris are BOTH in pajama pants and shirts that are two sizes to big…can we stop AFTER you get dressed? Gwen and I look ridiculous as we are dressed fashionably and you both aren’t.” Becca said and James gave her a strange look, “You really need to get a few new friends and start acting more like your mother…I don’t know how she would handle a girly-girl for a daughter…anyways no…those posters. I need to look at them. That’s Mil and Dai…” James trailed off and looked to Chris.
Before Chris could say anything, though Gwen squealed. “Daisy Adair! Maybe it’s a new movie!” Gwen said running over and literally dragging Chris with her. “Gwen…Gwen….GWENETH DAISY BROWNING I’M GETTING ROAD BURN!” Chris yelled and Gwen just let go of him and ran over to the poster, being sure to not hit the two girls who were looking at one poster while she looked at the other. “Da….Chris…why is Daisy wanted for murder? She’s an actress…they can do no wrong.” Gwen said…of course…she did not read the trash magazines so she really though that all actresses were perfect…and she was ten. Chris caught up to her and was surprised himself…but who WOULDN’T be surprised seeing his dead sister now grim reaper wanted for murder next to his best friends girlfriend also wanted for murder.
Becca and James joined them and James groaned. “Damn-it…I’m never gonna get to talk to her…not with Dess putting these posters up and them announcing me tomorrow as the new M.O.M.” James said and Becca, being the smart one turned to the two girls and their nanny. “Do you know why Miss Adair is joining Miss Lass on the wanted poster? I know that Miss Lass is the one who supposedly killed the Minister, though that has yet to be proven, but why has Miss Adair joined her?” Becca asked. The two girls seemed engrossed by the photos so maybe they knew something.
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Feb 8, 2008 16:39:19 GMT -5
"Hey! I was looking at that-" Daisy stopped. "Danika. . . " Daisy poked Danika who was staring at a random little boy about a block away. "Not now, Daisy." Apparently, the nickname had been forgotten. "Danika," Daisy punched Danika in the arm. Danika heard a bit of the conversation, heard about MOM and about how they would be the new one. She suddenly realised who it could be and shut up as Daisy turned to face the group. "Excuse me, guys. But we were looking at that!" Daisy snapped. "And I think we should get first since my mommy is the new Head Auror and I happen to know that Ms. Adair was Miss Lass's best friend who helped her cross the American border and get into London! Both are in London right now! Isn't she pretty?" Daisy said, pointing at her own picture. "She's my favorite actress ever!" She looked at Chris and automatically recognized him. Maybe it was his similar apperance. Maybe it was the fact that she had seen him when he was that young. But either way, she knew who it was and glared at him. Daisy grinned at the older girl's remark. "You a very wise woman, whoever you are. If Daisy Adair could hear you, she'd be proud and mildly flattered," Daisy said, cursting for Gwen. "Don't mind my friend. Her name is Daine and she's my age, ten," Danika said, exagerating her lisp just in case anyone even thought she remotly looked like herself. The eyes were the same, but that was it. Even Daisy had violet eyes, so they would probably assume them to be sisters. "I'm Danika. Danika and Daine Silver. Our Mommy is in a store right now, she just posted these, so we came to look at them!" Danika was brilliant at lying in pressured situations.
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Post by Kat-la on Feb 8, 2008 18:01:57 GMT -5
“Well, you are correct, you were looking at THAT sign and we are looking at THIS one…there are two of the same signs right next to each other.” Gwen said and Chris stomped on her foot and gave her a glare that she knew as his “play nice” glare. “She is very pretty which is why she is very famous and I know she’s my favorite actress ever too. Moreover, thank you again and I am trying to meet her. She’s here in London now.” Gwen said with a smile.
“Wait…your mother is Dess? She doesn’t have any kids…where is she? That…or she lied on her application!” James said outraged. Becca sighed, “James…” She said trying to mimic her mothers warning tone. “No…forget this crap acting idea. We’re in Diagon Alley and everyone else we know who was an adult was turned into a child or child turned into adult. First, I want to see Dess as a child! Then I want some bloody answers! For goodness sake I was just elected the Minister of Magic and I want some answers now!” James said stomping his foot and Becca let out a giggle about how much her Uncle’s outburst looked like a temper tantrum. “Ok…so my Uncle is a little screwy but he is right…maybe Miss Silver has some answers.” Becca said.
Chris sighed, “It’s worth a shot. Hey, maybe people at the Ministry weren’t affected! Maybe Miss Silver is still in her adult form! Maybe it was only people outside the magical barrier. I mean…yeah my mom lives in an all magic neighborhood…but maybe a place like the Ministry wasn’t affected?” Chris asked trying to figure out a way that this wasn’t as bad as it seemed. If this spell had only affected part of the magical community then maybe it was something that could be reversed. “Why do you always have to look at the NEGATIVE point of view daddy…I mean…isn’t this AMAZING? I! Can get started! Child plays are nothing now! I can finally go to New York and London and work on my dancing/acting career!” Gwen said and Chris looked at her, “With a second grade education? Don’t think so darling.” Chris said and Gwen crossed her arms.
“So…are you two really adults turned into children too or as my friends dad Chris right in his thoughts that this didn’t happen to everyone? I mean…this is Diagon Alley so magic is nothing new of course so don’t glare at me Uncle James Potter, I was not the first to throw up the towel on this act.” Becca said looking at the two girls and throwing a glare at her Uncle at the end before turning back to the girls with a smile on her face.
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Feb 8, 2008 18:10:30 GMT -5
Danika's eyes widened as she looked at James. "You aren't James Potter. Mr. James is big and tall and beautifu'/1 You aren't James! No, you aren't!" Danika said, her tone getting more and more angry. "Dan-Dan, calm down. Mommy will be out any second," Daine patted Danika's back. "My sister is intensly emotional. I am sorry. And Mommy just," she thought of something quick, "just adopted us! We were her sister-in-law's! Our other mommy died last week and they sent us to her." Daine gave Gwen one last glance. "It'll be really really hard to meet Ms. Adair. She'll be in hiding! Besides, I hear at least eighteen families, including the Adairs, have gotten younger." Danika punched Daine on the arm. "You idiot!" Danika whispered. "Let me talk, dumb ass." "No, you let me talk. This is not happening because James does not look like that. I have seen James Potter and that is not it. It's not James!" Danika ran into one of the shop's racing for the bathroom. "She gets nautious under pressure," Daine explained. "Mommy isn't younger. She's big and tall! She had to go to America last week to pick us up!" Daine was getting slightly angry at Gwen. So she dug into her little girly purse and got out her grown-up wallet. She got out a picture she had to sign for a occasion such as this. She held it out. "See! I got Daisy Adair's picture and autograph! Beat that!" Danika ran back outside, carrying a new lollypop. She used it's hugemongous-ness to hide her red face.
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Post by Kat-la on Feb 8, 2008 18:35:24 GMT -5
“I AM James Harry Potter, Son of Ginnerva Molly Potter and Harry James Potter. My twin sister is Kathleen Molly Elizabeth Potter-Tripp and this is my niece Rebecca Lily Potter.” James said pointing to Becca who smiled and gave a small wave. “And then my younger sister Lillian Marie Ann Potter who just got the award for best captain of a team, and best female quidditch player in the league. I use to be Head Auror of the Auror division of England, and Desdemona Silver was the person under me, and the Aurors on the team were Brent Tripp, Claire Malone, Andrew Flaherty and sometimes Cody Shepard, but he doesn’t come in that much. This is my friend Christopher Edgar Browning and his daughter Gweneth Daisy Browning who can both vogue that I am in fact James Harry Potter. My girlfriend is Mildred Lass, who has yet to be charged with the murder of the previous minister though I’m pretty sure she didn’t do it and that it is all a misunderstanding…in either case I am who I say I am and I don’t know why, but I don’t need to prove it to you two, only to your mother!” James said before taking in a deep breath of air as he had said that all very quickly and in one breath. “HA! John owes me $10! I told him that Uncle James had the Potter temper, but NOOOO John argued with me!” Becca said doing a little dance happily.
Gwen giggled, “He owes you another $10 too…he asked if I was free Friday night and I slapped him and told him that he was more like a brother then anything. That would be like MY dad dating YOUR Aunt Lily…it’s just GROSS!!!” Gwen said giving a small shudder. “And SO? My Daddy says he knows her! She would TOTALLY talk to him and to me. Of course…my grandma says she knows Daisy too but I’m not so sure. My grandma is cool and everything but after everything with my grandpa being back alive and grandma freaking out and all the drama with that…I don’t know if she was lying or just trying to make me feel better.” Gwen said with a shrug as she reached into her own purse and took out a piece of tuttie futtie gum and handed a piece to Becca too. It was their FAVORITE! It did little explosions of fruit in their mouths, it was made by WWW for young kids. Chris sighed, not wanting to have to explain how Daisy was REALLY Gwen’s Aunt but was dead and didn’t visit that often because she was a grim reaper PLUS she was really famous and while Daisy would probably love to meet Gwen and talk with Chris she just didn’t have the time, especially cause it seemed she was wanted for murder now…how did you explain that all to a ten-year-old and have them believe you?
“That’s a HUGE lollypop…Uncle James….can you buy one for Kira and me to share???” Becca asked making sure to add in the share part. “Maybe…after I get out of these P.J.’s…I love John and Noah but their taste in clothes is dreadful and while I’m not mister fashion, I’d be so much more comfortable in jeans and a tee…but I have to get some water bottles anyways…I’m out.” He said thinking back to the case he had bought last time he had seen Mil…he had finally run out and while it would be hard going back and getting some he had to…tap water just wasn’t the same.
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Feb 8, 2008 18:57:20 GMT -5
"I suppose that proves it then," Danika said with a smile. So this was what her Jamesy-Poo had looked like as a kid? She could hardly contain her glee at his words. "She's your girlfriend? And you believe her!" Danika grinned and put the lollypop down. She began to dance and sing 'Yes!' over and over repeatedly. She pointed at Daine and yelled, "Told you so, wiach! He still loves Millie! He still loves her, for Christ's sake! He loves Millie!" The happiness lasted for about five seconds before she realised that she was honestly not innocent. She was fully guilty and he was defending her. "They are making you the Minister of Magic? I had heard about that, but I was sure it was a rumor." She was partly speaking as Millie now, partly as Danika. She did not realise her lips was fading until it was gone. "And you didn't know James Potter had a temper? Plu-ease! Everyone knows James has a huge temper concerning his idenity. And we sort-of lied. . . Dess isn't our mom. She's not here." Daine rolled her eyes and turned back to Gwen. "Oh, really? Well, I could beat that in about five seconds, but I'm not gonna. It wouldn't be fair to say that, oh I don't know, your Daddy knows a bit more about Daisy Adair than you may think." She looked around for Chris, found him, and smiled. "If your Daddy knows anything right now, he better tell Daisy. Because she told me that if he didn't Daisy would be very, very fustrated at him. she already is because he's been a huge meanie-head and not introduced him to a certain someone and not been calling even though she left at least eighteen trillion messages on his cellular device. Even though no one told her when Daddy and him talked. No one ever invited her out on a meet or anything. If they had, she would've come whether she had a movie premier or not." She glared at Chris, and then turned back to Gwen.
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Post by Kat-la on Feb 8, 2008 20:10:40 GMT -5
“Yeah…sadly.” James said giving a small frown, “But I can’t really turn it down, even if I didn’t NOMINATE MYSELF!” James said turning towards Becca who was still doing her little dance over becoming slightly richer. Becca just waved him off and continued her dance. “But yeah I believe her…I mean yeah…I think the pushing thing happened…but I think there was a reason behind it. She doesn’t seem like someone who would just go and kill the minister. I think the whole pushing thing was an accident and there is a story behind it. But I can’t get a hold of her and since it’s sort of illegal even if I do…” James said with a shrug and a sigh. It really didn’t matter who he told this too…who ever he could he told his dilemma to…it was just to depressing. Becca smiled, “Oh, I knew that. James is my favorite Uncle…but John is more prone to our Aunt Lily cause he’s a total Quidditch Head and so he doesn’t spend much time with Uncle James, so I WIN!”
“I’m totally confused now.” Gwen said looking at Diane and Chris and back and forth. “I lost my cell phone on a bus six months ago…that’s what I need to do…Gwen remind me to cancel that plan. I keep wondering why the cell phone bill is twice what it should be. I got a new phone with a different company and a new number and only three people have it…I use my house phone more.” Chris said taking the small black phone out of his pocket. “And I sort of lost Daisy’s number and I haven’t had a chance to really talk to my mom that much and the visit with my father…well that was pretty weird. He had to leave very quickly after the initial visit began and no one’s heard from him since. And how can I tell Daisy everything if she’s wanted for murder and hiding out with his girlfriend?” Chris asked pointing a finger at James. Chris didn’t really take notice how Daisy was actually his sister, he hadn’t seen her that young in many years and his brain was scrambled with enough, it was a miracle he remembered to WAKE-UP this morning let alone get dressed. “So I really can’t get in contact with Daisy right now, or I would.” Chris said, “But there are a few things about Daisy that are hard to explain and explaining them right now would be the wrong thing to do unless I wanted someone to end up in the hospital and I don’t want that to happen, so the information will not be released until a later date.” He added. “Daddy…you are totally confuzzling me…” Gwen said and Chris smiled at her.
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Feb 8, 2008 20:29:06 GMT -5
"A reason? What sort of reason? Did he drop his wallet or something?" Danika asked, raising her eyebrows. "Or is she, strangly enough, a brutal killer with little else on her mind? Isn't it true you only knew her for, what, two years or such? Read about it in da' Quibbler!" Danika put her hands on her hips. Though happy, she needed to act the part of Danika Silver/Lass.
"Chris, you are one of the biggest idiots I have ever met." She pushed past everyone else and dragged little Chris to the side. "Okay, you saw me as a kid yet you still cannot possibly fathom that a kid could, oh I don't know, be your sister! God, I am so disappointed in your powers of perception that I could just throw up! And about all of this nonsense. It's very flattering, but why do you let Gwen see my movies? I make out with a guy in nearly every single scene! There's a REASON I'm rated R, Pher. Don't forget it. Also, to make sure you know without a doubt who I am, you are still mildly irritated because Daddy left his broom and diary to me and nothing to you. Our father was brought back to life by me a few months back and his name is Alexander Chance Browning. I died in vat of acid when I was younger and Robb is a selfish pig/bastard who needs to get a life. Oh, wait, he got his back when he married Death. My bad!" Daisy was furious.
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Post by Kat-la on Feb 8, 2008 20:48:16 GMT -5
“I don’t know…which is why I want to talk to her. And no, I don’t read the Quibbler, I don’t read any paper half the time as most papers are filled with lies or celebrity gossip that is not possibly news. And yes, but I figure that two years is a pretty good idea to get a feeling about someone. I’m pretty confident in the fact though that she may have pushed him but that there is another secret motive to it that would clear her of everything…I just can’t believe that she is a cold blooded killer.” James said with a shrug.
“Because I can’t seem to get a hold of you and I haven’t really had the chance to sit down and talk to mom and see if she has your number and dad disappeared so I don’t know if he has your number. And because I can’t really tell Gwen yet that you are her Aunt, died when you were fifteen in a vat of acid and were brought back as a Grim Reaper and actress and then brought her suppose to be dead grandfather back to life I do want her to know OF you. Besides, she doesn’t care about any of that, she cares more about your acting then the actual movie. She doesn’t even realize that her grandfather WAS dead and is now alive…she has convinced herself that he simply left and that her grandmother felt better thinking he was dead then having left. And about Gwen? She worships you…how would you take it if everything that happens with you happened to your idol? I don’t MIND you being her idol as an actress because I also know that Gwen won’t follow what you do in movies. She’s a good kid and guys are the very last thing on her mind, you hear her. She is so involved in becoming an actress and then a dancer so she can start her lawyer career, she doesn’t have time for guys. The only person she wants to hook up is ME, and I don’t WANT to be set up.” Chris said trying to stay calm and calm Daisy down not doubting her for a second.
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Feb 9, 2008 14:12:09 GMT -5
"What would you say to her, anyways? 'Hi, uh, yeah. I won't arrest you, I swear! I'm just the new Minster of Magic, no biggie!' And I mean, what if there was no reason? Well, none that she could tell you? What if she was some vigilante who was getting revenge on the death of her friend or something? You are putting a lot of faith in one human girl." Danika just kept starring at one of two things, James' face and the picture of Mildred Lass on the wall. "A lot of faith. Too much, if you ask me. I'm only ten, but I haven't been that age forever, so I know these things." Danika nodded.
"Well, it would make me seem more human, at least." She thought about that and added quickly, "And don't you dare bring up my little condition. I'm just as human. . . Except more like a dead one than anything else. It still counts!" Daisy stuck her tongue. "And if she honestly thinks you can just pop in and out of show business, she's horribly mistaken. Remember how I wanted to be a Ice Cream Man when I grew up? Yeah. Well, I have the truck in my garage but I can't drive it because I keep getting calls from my agents. If I drop one agent, another one who has a contract shows up and I cannot say no to a million dollar deal. You know me, it's hard to say no to something extravagant. It was hard enough for me to drop everything I was doing to go bring Mil over here! Now, she's freaking out about seeing James and she's trie dto talk to him and I have no idea how the talk is going so far. But either way, I sort-of wanted Gwen to know about me. I visited when she was born, remember? She doesn't even have the jewelry I've been sending her, does she? I knew it! You've kept it from her! Just like you," Daisy said, rolling her eyes. "But you do need a date. . . I know a speed dating circut, I'll call them in. Unless you want to date a few of my friends. . .which I doubt because most are either dead or famous. Paris Hilton is just your type, though."
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Post by Kat-la on Feb 10, 2008 0:03:36 GMT -5
“Right now? I can’t arrest her! I’m legally a citizen as I am no longer an Auror and have not be named Minister Of Magic as I have not taken the oath. And while it is my DUTY as a citizen to help the Ministry…I figure they could handle themselves for a day. What would I say? I would ask what happened and inform her that I don’t believe she did it without a reason. If the reason was revenge…I don’t know how I would handle it but Mil didn’t seem like someone who would kill someone out of revenge. I think it’s something else but if she told me she couldn’t tell me I would believe her. I just want her to know that I care and I miss her…and I want to know that she’s alive…” James said the last part softly. He was really tough, but he did have the heart of a romantic and did love Mil. “And I always have faith in people, unless they have lost it…and she hasn’t lost it yet as I have yet to hear an explanation.”
Chris laughed at her childish antic of sticking out her tongue but then did it back. “And no…she wants to be an actress and dancer WHILE being a lawyer and while I know that is impossible…she’s ten and I see no reason to dash her hopes at this time. I rather have her dream big. She knows deep down she can’t do all that, but in dreams anything can happen and why have her grow up to fast? She’s already a bit ahead of most in the maturity department, and her dreams are what kept her from dwelling on the fact that all her friends had mothers and she didn’t.” Chris explained, “And yes I remember that and WHAT JEWLERY? We haven’t gotten any and I know mom hasn’t either…I don’t keep things aside from you from Gwen, I see no point in it. And no…I don’t really want to date right now. I think Crystal was it for me.” He said with a shrug of his shoulders.
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Feb 10, 2008 1:02:53 GMT -5
Danika bit her lip until she tasted blood. It spread through her mouth and it kept her mind off the gradual building of piled up guilt and sadness and loneliness and flat-out Romanticism. "You . . . " She stopped, having to keep herself from crying. Daisy saw and broke from Chris. "She's extremely emotional, as said earlier," Daisy said, patting Danika's back and leading her away. Once they were far enough away, Daisy turned on Danika with eyes full of anger. "Do you want to get thrown into Azkaban? Or is it just me? I'm sick of this emotional stuff. If you love James, don't make him go through this. Please, Mil?" Daisy turned Danika to where they were facing head-on. Daisy's intense violet eyes burned as she said the words. "Of course I don't! But you have no idea how this is for me." "Of course I don't. Because I can never have my own problems, can I? I always have to be the perky actress who has sex with men without emotional attachment. Well, at least I'm not dead and lusting after a mortal, okay? At least I'm smart enough to know to be unattached." Danika backed up a bit. "What if I want to be attached? What if I want to walk right up to James Potter right now and tell him that Mildred Lass is dead and standing right in front of him." "You wouldn't dare, Mil. Even though you have attachment, you aren't brave enough to face it. That's the sad part." "No. What's sad is you acting so jealous. I know you, Daisy Marlene Adair." Danika used Daisy's stage middle name. "And I know that you are so jealous of everything, even of your own damned niece, that it consumes you. You want to feel emotion, but you can't because you are too scared. You are a much better actress than a lot of people think, Adair," Danika spat. "I'm going back to James now. Go find your own mortal boyfriend and leave mine alone." Danika stomped away back to James Potter, unknowingly drawing a line between herself and Daisy that would last for a very long time. "James? Is that what you would honestly say to her right now?" She was inches away from crying. "Because that has to be about the most romantic thing I've ever heard you say." Danika wanted to jump into his arms, but knew it would be sort-of creepy considering he didn't know who she was. Daisy returned to her brother. "I've sent her expensive jewelry since she was born. Last year, I sent her a reproduction of that necklace from 'Titanic'. Year before that, I sent her the real version of one of the bracelets I wore in my movies. I'll give them to you personally for now on, if you haven't gotten them. I probably got them back in the mail and have no opened them yet."
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Post by Kat-la on Feb 10, 2008 2:05:44 GMT -5
James watched the two girls stomp off and then gave Danika a bit of a strange look. “Yes, that’s exactly what I would say…but do I know you? Wait…I never did get your name…and I’m wondering if you too were affected by the strange age spell that’s been going on with everyone?” James asked looking at her and tilting his head to the side slightly.
Becca had pulled Gwen away, “I think that chick talking to my Uncle is that same chick with Daisy in the poster. I mean…my Uncle is smart in brains, but common sense or in matching people.” Becca said and Gwen nodded, “Would that make the chick talking to my dad Daisy?” Gwen asked and Becca shrugged as they watched the two men.
Chris sighed, “If I were you, I would deliver them personally because I have never gotten them in the mail.” He said with a shrug, “So how have you been? Since contact has not happened between us because the universe seems against it and all.” He said with a small chuckle.
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Feb 10, 2008 2:33:07 GMT -5
"Maybe I have and maybe I haven't. I haven't given my name for a reason. I'm very sensitive about it. But if you must know, it is Danika," she said, crossing her arms. "Danika Dean. My friends call me Deedee. The girl I'm with .. My sister, is not that big of a friend to me though. She calls me Danika. We just had a big fight about something. . So I'm sorry if I seem a bit." She bit her lip again, not finishing.
"Well, I'll send another. The point is is that Mildred Lass and I just had a huge fight and I am throughly pissed off at her. But nothing big. I quit Rent, even though it was fabulous. My illegimate child is walking around London without me even knowing if she looks like me or Samuel. She may try to take my RENT job back, Chris! I don't want to french Cynthia again, I really don't. Cynthia was cool and all, sure. But the point is that I loved doing Rent, but that's over now. And I don't want my baby out there on the streets. This is London. Great and all, but it's London." She took a look around. "I don't want you preachy about my kid, okay? Young, stupid, and Dead do not work out very well for me whatsoever and I need support, not a pastor. That's one of the reasons I'm mad at Millie." She stuck her tongue out at Millie from behind her back.
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Post by Kat-la on Feb 10, 2008 20:32:48 GMT -5
James smiled, “It’s ok, siblings fight all the time and it upsets most people. My sisters and I use to fight major wars and everything else and most of the time we would all end up hugging each other, my sisters crying and fighting with people you love is always difficult.” He said trying to comfort her along with try to make the fight not such a big deal. “And hello Danika, as you know I’m James. I’m glad I met you, and I hope I’m not being rude…but I do have to go shopping and I have to look for Mil…I need to talk to her.” James said with a small sigh.
“I wouldn’t lecture you Daisy, what good would it do? It’d just piss you off and frustrate me. But why don’t you have your daughter? I mean…if you’d come and explained the situation to me, or mom or dad even I bet there would have been a way for you to at least know her if you are so adamant about giving her up for adoption.” Chris said looking at her, “Not a lecture, just a question. And I know, it’s London…I’ve lived here all my life but I get that you are upset right now because of your fight and your job and I really just want you to tell me how I can help? You’re still my sister and I hate seeing you hurt emotionally or physically, so is there anything I can do?” Chris asked.
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Feb 10, 2008 20:53:42 GMT -5
"Oh, uh, James, I know this sounds really really really weird. But when I was fifteen years old, I died. Yes, I just said I died. I met a guy named Robb Goodwill who recruited me among the ranks of Grim Reaper." She held a finger to her lips. "I'm not done yet, babe, don't think I'm crazy quite yet. I stayed looking the way I did when I died for another five years until I was twenty. I went to a wedding and met a older boy named James Potter there. I had just gotten my new older body, so we talked. We seperated and we met up again at a bar about two months ago. I left that night in a mysterious fashion and I went to the railroad station and did my job but instead of just reaping him, I pushed him in front of a train. He died. I ran away to LA where my best friend in the entire world, a girl I reaped when she was fourteen named Daisy Adair, hide me in her house. I stayed in LA, getting a job. But I was not happy. I wasn't happy at all when I met a certain Malfoy who threatened your life. I hopped a plane and came here. I got drunk the night I got here, which is pretty damned impossible since I'm sort-of dead, and passed out. I woke up as a little kid and now I'm scared shitless because my boyfriend slash possible love of my life is not only in danger but is a child and is also soon to be the Minister of Magic when I know he doesn't really want to be and that's just not fair and now I am rambling and you must find this to be the most outrageous thing you've ever heard but I swear to Death, Fate, and Destiny that it is the most truth you've heard from me in my entire Afterlife. My name is Mildred Danika Lass and by God if I'm going to let James Potter run off to find someone who isn't exactly who he thinks she is. And I need someone to hold me back before I go running into the sunset like I always do after finally talking to you because it seems we never spend more than five minutes together without me having to do a reap or murder the Minister or tell you some wacky truthful story that is basically the tale of my Afterlife."
"She's been living with her mom for nine or so years, Christopher Robin. I cannot adopt her back and you know I can't. I'm way too busy for a kid." She tilted her head in a very Daisy-like fashion. "And sweetie," she patted his cheek in a very patronizing fashion. "All you need to do is just try to keep in touch. My phone number isn't working right now, but I guarentee you if you send a postcard to, and I repeat, Pie Hoes Extrodanare and put 'Adair' in brackets around it, you will get me. My little buddy's probably gonna start sobbing any time now." Millie/Danika then began to cry. "See? I was totally right."
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Post by Kat-la on Feb 12, 2008 21:18:33 GMT -5
James sat there in shock for a few seconds and then grabbed her arms and slammed his mouth onto hers, not caring that they both looked like a nine and a ten year old, he knew that in actuality they weren’t and that’s all that mattered. After a minute he pulled away, “I believe you, and I do trust you. I knew that there was a reason you did what you did and I’ve already told you that I care deeply for you and that I trust you. Please don’t cry.” James said gently reaching up and wiping the tears away with his thumb. He cupped her face in his hands and gave her a reassuring smile.
Chris smiled, “I promise I’ll keep in touch, as long as you visit sometime. Oh, and if you could possibly convince dad to talk to mum? I can’t seem to get a hold of him and I know mom is still freaking about that.” He said with a smile sigh. He looked to Mil and James when Daisy predicted the crying and smiled, “Knew that was gonna happen…James hasn’t stopped talking about her since she killed the Minister.” He said with a small smile.
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Feb 16, 2008 14:56:20 GMT -5
"I think I just threw up in my mouth a little. . ." One of the two boys that Daisy had pushed said, putting his finger in his mouth into a gagging motion. "Me too, bro." One had a not-so-good complextion, he was about fifteen, maybe thirteen. The second was about eleven or ten, with blonde hair. They didn't look a lot alike, but it was obvious that they were siblings. Behind them was a twenty year old who was pulling furiously on the bad-complextioned one's shirt. "Take me home to Mommy, Dexter," the woman commanded. "Not now, Ashton," Dexter said, pushing her away. "Take me home to Mommy, Dexter!" "Hey, you were the one who snuck on the plane to London, not me. So I'd suggest you pipe down, kiddo," Dexter snapped. He normally would've handed Ash a lollypop and told her to quiet down just a tiny bit. He would play horsey with her and she would giggle. Not now. Mainly because of the teenage angst that Dexter was, for some reason, having to reinact. But also because of the fact that Ashton, a young girl, probably four or five years old, was now twenty. She was not very happy.
"God, could you be more sappy?" Dexter mused again as his brother went ADD and chased a butterfly. "Of course I could," Edward said in reply, "I could turn you into a peanut." "Well, that always works out well, don't it?"
Millie turned around and glared at the two. "Hey, you, listen here. I just met and made out with my boyfriend. I'd appreciate it if you did not comment. If you choose to do so again, I will call my aunt Diane. I'm sure one of you two pimple-faced dorks has met her before because I remember one of you from our 'People NOT to kill' pamplet that was sent around yesterday morning. So shut the Hell up before I slap you." "Dude, you didn't have to be so rude, jeez." The older one rolled his eyes as he stole the wand from the younger one. "Where's the broom?" "I don't own a broom, you idiot!" "Then how did we get here?" "I have no idea." "TAKE ME BACK TO MOMMY!" The older woman kicked both boys to the ground. "Daddy! Dexter! TAKE ME HOME!" she said again. A cop came and escorted them out. "Well, that was strange. . . " Daisy said from a distance. "I would totally do the younger one though," she mused. "Maybe I will." She nodded.
"Okay, now, James. Here's the deal, I don't want this moment to be as romantically heartbreaking as possible, so I'm just going to say this and pop the little sappy bubble we have somehow found both of ourselves in: What now?"
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Post by Kat-la on Feb 27, 2008 17:31:49 GMT -5
“What now? You don’t tell me where you are hiding, I don’t tell Dess I ran into you and we can continue to date and if they kick me out from being Minister I won’t really care because I never wanted the position in the first place?” James suggested, knowing that the whole getting kicked out of office thing probably wouldn’t happen, but even still…it was worth a shot right? Hey, James would probably kill for a normal night right now…but knowing him that was never going to happen, but he could admit that incident with those people and some guy named Dexter was really strange.
“Dais…isn’t that what got you a kid in the first place? Not a lecture, simply pointing a fact out. But I have to say, while it was very romantic, maybe now he’ll stop working himself to death and actually relax a bit.” Chris said with a sigh, “Now back to you, what’s going on and do you or any of your friends know what happened?” He asked.
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Post by Tally-Wa [crazy admin #1] on Feb 27, 2008 18:05:47 GMT -5
"Looks like he already has a kid anyways," she looked at the younger boy with distaste. "Besides, he has no common sense clothing wise . . . ." Daisy raised an eyebrow. "Oh, so my friends are automatically supposed to know what happened, then? Why don't I ask your friends, eh?" She smiled, winking at him to let him know it was a joke. "We have no more of an idea than you do. We have supernatural connections, sure. But, for all we know, a riff happened again in the time continu . . . . . . Wait. Gods Damn it!" Daisy kicked a nearby garbage can. "Damn it, damn it, damn it!" She put her hand on her nose and took a deep breath. "The last time something like this happened, it was Fate's fault. No one else remembers it, but I do. We went through a time riff once before to another world. . It ended in a showdown between some Malfoy chick who I doubt exists in this world and, if she does, she can't be as evil. But it ended. Father Time came and saved our asses. It's probably a fruck up with him. We need to just wait. . . . Wait and see. We are bound to see something progress-wise soon enough." "James, sweetie, what is one of the curses of being a Potter?" She didn't wait for his answer before continuing, "Being followed around by fangirls, paparazzi, and the like. We can’t exactly date unless you basically stayed the way you are right now for the rest of your life.” She laughed at that. “But I prefer my adult form, thank you. I waited twenty years to get it, Damn it, and by God if I’m not going to keep the son-of-a-bitch. We could try to meet once every two weeks, though. Until this entire thing blows over, of course.”
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