tampered | Log; Ongoing

Log; Ongoing

When; Evening, September 26
Rating; G
Characters; Nill (

x_voiceless) and Draco Malfoy (

regal_reptile)
Summary; Despite the "No Trespassing" signs, Nill goes to explore the Opera House.
Log;

Nill skipped down the street towards the Opera House, her laptop computer hugged tightly against her chest. She'd thought of hiding it somewhere, but she decided it was too precious to lose, so she'd brought it along. In any case, if she had to explain something, it would be useful.

She found the building easily enough--it towered above her, its chandeliers basking its arches in feather-soft light. Sure enough, there were several bold signs with "NO TRESPASSING" in angry red letters on their faces. She pulled at the corner of one of them, and it stuck to the wall. Satisfied that she'd reached her desination, Nill extended a hand and rapped on the main door.

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Grumbling a little under his breath, Draco hurried to the front doors of the Opera House to greet his newest guest. He had told her to knock knowing that the "fangirls" as they called themselves never bothered knocking or asking permission - they just barged right in. It would take a few days to set up a proper security system, and by then the might even be all gone. One could hope.

Pausing to straighten his shirt, Draco took a deep breath, pushed a smirk onto his lips, and waved his wand at the locks. They sprung open along with the door, the little gothic-lolita-looking girl was standing there looking appropriately nervious with her journal-machine clutched to her busom.

"Welcome, Miss Nill, to the Opera House."

Nill started when the door opened, and she half expected to see her host holding onto the doorknob, but instead he only held a slim wooden stick in his fingers. Had he used that to open the door? Oh well, she'd understand soon enough.

The girl beamed at Draco and fluttered her wings in greeting. She hesitated a moment, then dipped into a curtsy. Since the Opera House was a symbol of arts and wealth, she thought that acting a little aristocratic would appease her host.

A little bewildered by the lack of greeting, Draco nevertheless backed out of the doorway to let Nill inside. You never knew when those freaks were going to pounce.

"Come in," he murmured, even more taken aback by the aparently quite real wings on her back. It made her look like an angel...

Nill stepped inside and watched, amazed, as the door closed itself behind her. She grinned again at Draco, then turned her attention to the interior of the building. The vaulting arches ended in beautifully-painted domes lit by multi-pronged chandeliers. Nill felt so small and insignificant in such a grand place, but she wasn't frightened--she was awed. And this was just the Opera House lobby.

She turned back to Draco and tugged on his sleeve, then pointed down the hallway to a set of double doors. She ran towards them a few feet, stopped, and waited for Draco to understand her request.

Draco wasn't about to pry too closely as to why the girl wasn't speaking, but it certainly made small conversation difficult. His shoes made clicking sounds on the stone floors until he reached the mauve carpet where it lead to the large double-doors that opened into the hall.

The locks sprung open with another wave of his wand and a mental "Alohamora" and the door ground open slowly, revealing the grand staircase (http://www.yyquest.net/albums/album22/interior7.jpg). The candals were lit, as usual, but the group who lived here did not really use this entrance much - unless they were practicing their various arts.

Nill stared aghast for a moment at the endless grandeur, then dashed around the staircase to look closer at the details. She flapped her small wings and alighted on the marble banister, twirling around happily. But then her curiosity switched to the stick in Draco's hand, and she hopped to the floor and returned to the boy. She pointed at the peculiar object and tilted her head to the side, distorting her face into one of confusion.

The smallest of smiles crossed Draco's face when he watched Nill's awe and excitement. Seeing her interest made him experience the overwhelming beauty (http://www.linternaute.com/musique/diaporama-image/operas/image/opera-garnier-paris.jpg) of the building again, like the first time he had entered.

He nevertheless automatically jerked his wand away from Nill's inquisitive fingers - a wizard never gave up his wand. It took him a moment to register what she was asking and then the suspicion fell from his face.

"Ah - my wand. It helps focus the magic in a wizard and helps cast spells," he explained, waving his wand once to make the candels in one corner go out and then waved it again to make them re-light.

Watching the candles flicker on and off--candles, not electronic lighting--was mesmerizing. The girl fluttered over to scutinize one candle, then returned to squint at Draco's wand. She had no idea what magic was; after all, she was the result of scientific engineering. No amount of magic had given her wings.

Nill opened her laptop and typed some words, then she turned it around so Draco could read the screen.

"what is magic"

Draco had a question to reply to Nill's: namely, "Can you not speak?"

She certainly was cute enough, he never would have thought... But then again, perhaps angels from her world didn't speak at all.

[ooc: shoooort~ D:]

She shook her head affirmatively. She'd guessed that Draco was confused about her silence, but she was used to it--even Haine had wondered why she didn't speak when they first met. Nill resigned to the fact that no one would assume her muteness even after she refused to talk to them.

She pushed the computer towards Draco. "what is magic"

Figuring it was probably a touchy subject, Draco let it go with nothing to gain from questioning further.

"Magic is a natural force that all wizards have control over," he explained patiently, moving down the stairs towards the main floor. From there you could see all the paintings on the arched cielings.

"But it's usually rather erratic, unless you have a wand to focus the energy."

Nill craned her head back to gaze at the paintings above her, wondering how in the world people could reach that high. Maybe they had wings too?

Draco had already moved ahead of her; she ran to catch up, typing into her computer to continue the conversation. She tugged on his sleeve and presented him with the laptop.

"could magic give me a voice? I want to learn it if it can"

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