Soul Searching

[Quinn Ashwinder]

Quinn blinked at that, "Lyric is not a girl's name. And I wouldn't know about girl's, the only girl I've ever been friends with..." they hadn't cared before, she wouldn't bring Kiley up again. At least Lyric had caught on and done something that made sense. "Lyric is one of the nicest boys I have met since I've been here." He understood her. Quinn was really feeling uneasy now, and wishing that she had Markise or Lyric here to back her up. Being independent was one thing, but there were two of them. And the disconcerting feeling that she'd been experiencing was quickly evaporating into a need to run. Her feet shifted underneath her, and she looked either way down the corridor, seeing unfortunately no one.

[Xavier Youngblood]

Xavier shifted his weight casually, moving slightly closer in anticipation of the girl trying to get away. "Are you nervous?" he asked. His eyes tried to meet and hold hers. "Don't be afraid," he said, giving her a smile that looked predatory behind the false politeness.

[Xander Youngblood]

"We're just having a nice conversation," Xander added, shifting with his brother. One of his hands settled against her arm as he looked at her. "We don't even know your name. You don't want to hurt our feelings." His smile mirrored his brother's.

[Quinn Ashwinder]

She really hated being crowded by men, she flinched as they got closer, and allowed her hair to fall a bit into her face. Usually men liked it when you acted submissive, when you gave them what they wanted they would go away. She just wanted it to be enough that she gave them her name, if she saw them again, she wanted it to be with someone firmly attached to her side.

"My name is Quinn," she replied softly, the soft tone her Father had taught her he liked best. She would not tell them her last name. She did not need to get in trouble with anyone, and have anything leak back home. The more out of sight she was here, the luckier she was in not getting sent home. However they were, they couldn't be as bad as he was. Never.

[Xander Youngblood]

"Quinn," Xander repeated, looking across at his brother. It was a guy's name, but he guessed it went with her guy with the girl name. "What do you like, Quinn?" His fingers moved lightly against her arm.

[Xavier Youngblood]

"Have you ever been kissed?" Xavier asked. Her submissive behavior only made this more fun. She was so easy to work. He looked across at his brother, his eyes pausing a moment. Another try? The steady look he got back said yes.

[Quinn Ashwinder]

Again with the crowding and the questions, this wasn't supposed to happen. The rule was she got quiet and they went away, they always went away. She really wished in this moment that she had her old clothes back on, she wanted to cover herself to hide, to blend in with the nearest wall and just wait for them to go away. "Ye..Yes I have. And I just like wands." Nothing else, all she like was wands, that's all she was going to tell them. It was all she had, her safe haven, but she would not tell them anything about Lyric or her friends. The wand shop would still be there waiting for her when this was over. She closed her eyes and couldn't fight the blush as she remembered vividly her first kiss with Lyric.

[Xavier Youngblood]

Xavier's lips spread into a broad grin, and his brother's laughter mixed with his own for a moment. "She just likes wands," he said. His brother's grin widened. "I have a real nice wand in my pocket," he said to his brother's light chuckles. "My brother's got one, too."

[Xander Youngblood]

"Do you want to see it, Quinn?" Xander asked. "It's bigger than you're used to, but nice to hold." His brother's light laughter followed the statement, and he grinned unrepentantly.

[Quinn Ashwinder]

Quinn couldn't help but look up in bewilderment at the pair of them, even as she brought her arms to wrap around herself, trying to hide what her clothes didn't leave to the imagination. Right now she was not feeling the confidence that she needed to wear these clothes she thought. "I've seen a lot of wands, I own the wand shop in town. I don't need to hold yours." They probably weren't as perfect as the ones she crafted were, and they also weren't filled with cores that were both complex and harvested in a way that harmed no one.

[Xander Youngblood]

Xander grinned at his brother. "Bet you've never seen an ivory wand before, not like ours. They'll take as high a polish as you'll give them." The look he gave her was undeniably hungry.

[Xavier Youngblood]

"My wand needs a good polish, it's been too long," Xavier said. "Are you a quick polish, or do you take your time?" he asked the girl. He grinned again. "I like it either way."

[Quinn Ashwinder]

Flustered was the best word to describe what was going through her mind at the moment, what were they talking about polishing wands? "Polishing wands is a serious business, they should get at least two polishes a day, and I wouldn't be a good wand creator if I didn't know or adhere to that." Sometimes she polished them more. "Why does it matter how long I take to polish the wands in the store as long as they're taken care of?"

[Xavier Youngblood]

The boys burst into laughter. "At least twice a day," Xavier said, grinning. "Might be three times today, if I could get you in on it."

[Xander Youngblood]

"You could help both of us out. Our wands don't get enough attention. Can't use them in the corridors," Xander said, grinning also. "Give us a polish and we might let you see the core, it's beast."