Calming Nerves(Quinn/Silver)

[Quinn Ashwinder]

Quinn knew that she'd missed class today, she'd found out the hard way that her afternoon classes had been somewhere in the midst of the time that she'd spent with Lyric. She'd run to her room, and changed her clothes, her nerves running a little bit tight at everything that had happened. She'd figured out that there was a permanent blush on her cheeks, because anytime she thought about Lyric, she thought about...other things like his dark eyes, and those lovely spikes of hair framing his face.

She smiled to herself as she flipped through a page of potions, going over the potion that they had covered in class today. She wasn't upset that she'd missed this class, it was just another Everlasting Elixir, and this one was common enough that she had to use it in preserving the woods on wands. But still, Katia would kill her for missing class, and she was hoping, considering Potions was one of her two favorite classes, that if she wrote up an essay for it that she might be able to get away with it.

[Silver Blackwood]

Silver was returning a stack of books he'd borrowed, some for homework and some for private reading. Of course, returning meant he needed to pick up more. He shuffled the strap of his book bag slightly against his shoulder, then reached into his pocket, pulling out a folded and crinkled piece of parchment. It was a list of the books he was looking for, and after unfolding it and quickly skimming to be sure he hadn't forgotten anything, he headed past Madam Pince's desk and into the library.

He was distracted as he wandered the shelves, checking and double-checking his list, then scanning the spines. One book found its way under his arm, then a second, and finally he paused with the third at the end of a row, flipping through the pages to see if it would be as helpful as he'd hoped. He was far too lost in thought to notice the girl sitting nearby.

[Quinn Ashwinder]

Quinn ran a few fingers through her hair in frustration, how did you write an essay about something you'd been doing your entire life. She felt like writing, this is what it is and why, there isn't anything more than that, even though she knew that there was a lot more to it. Deciding that she would work on it later when her nerves weren't this frazzled, she looked around the room, and her eyes landed on the boy from the forest who was so familiar that her mind jumped to what it had been thinking before she'd run into Lyric.

Who was he? He'd said they had class together, maybe they had potions together. Quinn shook her head there was something that she just wasn't getting, and her brain felt like it should know. Quietly she got up from her seat, leaving her books and essays out on the table and headed over towards him. "Hello again," she said softly. It seemed like maybe she should introduce herself again, yeah maybe they could start off on a better foot this time. "It's Quinn...I feel kind of bad about this, but I forgot your name."

[Silver Blackwood]

Silver was startled out of his thoughts, and he reflexively took a step back. The girl was at least half a foot shorter than he was, but she still sent warning bells clanging in his mind. He wanted to walk away now. All that kept him there, besides a sense of propriety that was far weaker than his sense of self-preservation, was the thought that he'd have to leave behind the books he'd already picked out, and he'd have nothing to read while he waited for another time he could come back.

"Sylvester," he said, answering her question. He preferred to be called Silver most of the time--it made him feel like less of a geek to have a cool nickname--but he wanted to keep distance between himself and Quinn. He looked down at her warily, wondering absently for a moment if she was stalking him. Then he reminded himself that he wasn't worth stalking, and that perhaps he didn't want to be stalked anyway.

[Quinn Ashwinder]

Quinn nodded, though she was sure that the name didn't fit him quite right, as though she'd been introduced to him as something else, and he had seemed to already know her. She ran a few fingers through her hair to the side of her head, "I know we have classes together, but I really feel like I've met you sometime else." She shrugged, really upset that perhaps she had met him and couldn't remember it. "I mean outside of the forest, and I'm really sorry if I freaked you out there. But you look really familiar, and I can't seem to place it." She knew that she should be afraid of him, like she was of most men who looked so large, but she couldn't help but stare a little bit at his eyes and how pale they were.

[Silver Blackwood]

The direct eye contact was making Silver nervous, and he dropped his gaze to the floor in front of his shoes. His head hung forward enough then that his hair swung out past his shoulders, giving him the comfortable shield that he needed under such close observation.

"No, I've never met you outside class," he said, sure of it. "Except that one time." But he'd rather forget that one time. He'd rather take his books and go, but he still had a few more he needed to find, and he couldn't finish his homework with just the three he had. Damn his tendency to go by alphabetical order! "Listen, I'm... trying to get my books," he said, hoping fruitlessly that that excuse would be enough.

[Quinn Ashwinder]

Quinn sighed wishing that she knew how better to handle this, at least everyone else, tried to help her. "Can I help you? It would make me feel better that I keep messing talking to you up." She really was trying, she knew that it wasn't her talent, but she felt like each time she talked to someone she felt better at it and stronger with it. Although, she blushed and turned her face away from him for a moment, twisting the strands of her hair against her fingers, Lyric obviously hadn't cared.

[Silver Blackwood]

Silver made a low sound, something between helplessness and the desire to refuse. He didn't want to just say no, to tell her to go away and leave him alone, because it would be rude. He'd feel bad later because she wasn't hurting anything but his comfort level. He was distinctly uncomfortable, and it wasn't until that blush, followed by the motion of her fingers in his hair, that he even really recognized that she was a girl. Not that it wasn't obvious, but he'd been concentrating on escape, on the questions she kept asking, far more than his discomfort with girls. It didn't help much to add that to what he was already uncomfortable about. "I'm just looking for school books," he said, hoping she'd decide it sounded boring and he wouldn't actually have to tell her to go away.

[Quinn Ashwinder]

Quinn looked back at the desk behind her, "I really don't mind. I don't have much to do, besides an essay for potions, and I just need to find the right words for it." She smiled, "besides there are hundreds of books to look through, I might find something interesting." It might be something to occupy her time, between thinking of Lyric, and thinking of Lyric. She scolded herself inwardly for thinking so much of him, especially since she really had only gotten him to talk to her for the first time today. But having never done what she'd done with him, she was finding it distracting. She imagined turning in a paper to Katia that said, the proper way to brew a potion that would seal in the essences of the wood involves, kissing a boy. She grinned to herself at that, it seemed such a small silly thing.

[Silver Blackwood]

Silver glanced up to find Quinn looking lost in her own thoughts, and his brows drew together slightly in confusion. Why was she talking to him? What was she thinking about? He hoped to God that it wasn't him. Especially with the way she was grinning. She wasn't grinning at him, was she?

"I, uh... I already know what I'm getting, I just need to get them," he said. He was crap at starting or keeping up with conversations, but he was pretty good at killing them. He just hoped that if he killed the conversation thoroughly enough, Quinn would get bored and walk away. Yeah, right.

[Quinn Ashwinder]

Ah, well there went that thought, Quinn murmured in her head, instead she looked back up at the boy, Sylvester, who was still strikingly familiar to her. "No, really I don't mind. What books are you getting?" She tucked a few strands of her hair out of her face, and earnestly left Lyric in her thoughts to focus on talking to him. He may have run off earlier, but he hadn't run immediately when she'd come to talk to him, she really just wished she could place how she knew him. If the hadn't met outside of class, then when did they meet. Usually in class she daydreamed, and did her work, not much else happened in her head.

[Silver Blackwood]

Silver mentally groaned at Quinn's persistence. She had no clue that he didn't want company, did she? Maybe if he told her, she'd go away to get some of his books and he could leave that much faster. "Uh, I'm still looking for Raising Mandrakes for Fun and Profit, A Moderne Historry of Northerne Wittchery..." Silver juggled the books in his arms to consult his list. "Wizardry Among the Vikings, A Concise History of Wiltshire and Stonehenge, A Tale of Two Cauldrons, and Poems of Love and Arithmancy." It wasn't until he finished reading his list that he recalled exactly how big a nerd he was for most of the books on his list. Heat streaked up the back of his neck into his cheeks again as he hastily shoved the list back into his pocket.

[Quinn Ashwinder]

Quinn's mind had caught at the first one, raising Mandrakes, herbology was her favorite subject, so she knew exactly where that one was. Especially since she'd looked into it shortly after obtaining the wand shop. Quinn smiled, "I know where the first one is, Herbology is my favorite subject, if you had potions or care of magical creatures on that list I could find them too. Mandrakes don't make very good wand cores though..." Quinn caught herself, and blushed herself, "I'll go get the Raising Mandrakes for Fun and Profit." Quinn, ran a hand through the back of her hair nervously, and then nodded, "yeah, I'll go grab that one." She smiled before she turned away, and headed to a shelf a few rows over, one of her hands tucking into her pocket on the only pair of jeans she owned.

[Silver Blackwood]

Silver watched in confusion a moment until he decided he ought to go find as many of the other books as he could while she was gone. He already had the Potions book he'd wanted under his arm, and he decided that the Runes book he'd picked up would have to do. He wasn't going to spend fifteen minutes leafing through to be sure the section on the Elder Futhark was detailed enough. He headed off in the opposite direction from Quinn to look for the three history books he wanted.

[Quinn Ashwinder]

Quinn found the book for Sylvester quickly, her fingers tracing the spines of many of the books that she had spent the break with. She smiled when she saw another book, her fingers gently gliding it off of the rack, maybe he'd like this one too. If he had so many books, it was one of her favorite ingredients to put in wand cores, although unorthodox, and many people couldn't use them, they fascinated her nonetheless. With both book under her arm, she looked for Sylvester, and spotted him on the other side of the library. When she finally caught up with him, he'd over double the amount of books he'd had before. "Here, I found the book on Mandrakes, and I thought...because you had so many books...well I thought you might be interested in another one." She shrugged, her fingers combing through her hair, "you don't have to take it, but it's one of my favorite herbology texts." She held out the Mandrake book, and one called The Mysteries, Mythologies, and Manipulations of Mallowsweet.