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Post by Quinn Ashwinder on Feb 10, 2010 22:03:41 GMT -5
Quinn's brows furrowed and she let her hair fall back slightly into her face, it felt like they were laughing at her. But she couldn't help her curiosity about the core of their wands, it was one of her passions. She had to force herself to tuck some of her hair out of her face, but her cheeks felt like they were on fire when she asked, her eyes belying just a bit of her excitement, "what is the core made of? I've been experimenting with some new wand core types." The instability or unreliability of those cores attracting her to harness the power.
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Post by Xander Youngblood on Feb 10, 2010 22:17:43 GMT -5
Xander looked at his brother and in unison they said, "White silk." He smirked. "Long, white silk."
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Post by Xavier Youngblood on Feb 10, 2010 22:19:13 GMT -5
"Perfect and pure," Xavier added. He saw that she was affected and wasn't above using it. This was better than they'd expected. "Come with us, maybe we'll show you."
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Post by Quinn Ashwinder on Feb 10, 2010 22:25:50 GMT -5
Quinn might have thought about it, she'd never thought of using silk in her wand cores, it wasn't an inherently a magical core, but some wand enthusiasts had tried experimenting with different cores over the years that weren't magical. "I'm looking for Lyric, I have something to give him, what if he comes by while we go?" Why she couldn't see the wands in the hallway had passed over her head as she thought about the uses of non-magical artifacts.
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Post by Xavier Youngblood on Feb 10, 2010 22:53:17 GMT -5
"He won't notice," Xavier said. "Come on, I'll let you hold my wand for a while. You can polish it until it shines for you." He tried to look innocent, but it was hard when he couldn't stop smirking.
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Post by Xander Youngblood on Feb 10, 2010 22:53:21 GMT -5
"Do it for us and maybe we'll help you find him." Any guy with a name like Lyric would be an easy mark, even if she remembered when they were done with her.
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Post by Quinn Ashwinder on Feb 10, 2010 23:00:21 GMT -5
Quinn was tempted by the thought of it, "I don't need to hold it, what I really need to do is break it apart and get at the insides." Her eyes rounded, "don't worry, I can put it back together when I'm done. And if I can't, then I'll make you a new one, I swear." Her hand slid down to her pocket thinking about how much she wanted to give the tickets to Lyric.
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Post by Xander Youngblood on Feb 10, 2010 23:14:50 GMT -5
"It's a Gregorovitch!" Xander said. He didn't care if his brother was giving him dirty looks for ruining the game. "Forget the wands."
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Post by Xavier Youngblood on Feb 10, 2010 23:14:54 GMT -5
Xavier gave his brother a look. Shut up! "He's protective of his wand. Don't worry, maybe I'll let you see mine." He knew that would piss his brother off, but he wasn't done playing.
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Post by Quinn Ashwinder on Feb 10, 2010 23:19:39 GMT -5
That didn't make sense Quinn thought, "Gregorovitch doesn't make wands with experimental cores. He wouldn't try anything non magical either, he's very particular about his wands." She tucked hair behind her ear as she stared at the one who had said that, her fingers staying tangled in the hair. Father had been a rival of the man's, his wands sold like wild fire because of the consistent quality. Her head slid slowly to the other boy, her eyes narrowing, "do you have a Gregorovitch too? Did you lie to me? Why would you do that?"
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Post by Xander Youngblood on Feb 10, 2010 23:39:33 GMT -5
"Unicorn hair!" Xander said. "White silk, unicorn hair, I wouldn't let you touch my wand, forget making me a new one!" She's all yours. He wasn't that mad, but he'd ruined it so he might as well make his brother look better.
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Post by Xavier Youngblood on Feb 10, 2010 23:40:54 GMT -5
"Get out of here," Xavier told his brother. I owe you for this. He brought his arm lightly around Quinn's shoulders. "We were just being playful. Sorry about the misunderstanding."
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Post by Quinn Ashwinder on Feb 10, 2010 23:50:45 GMT -5
It seemed ominous to have the one brother leave, and seemed even more so when the second put his arm on her shoulders. She couldn't help the little jump at the touch, feeling alone and isolated even more now that they were talking of walking off. She did not want to be alone with them. "You know, I really could get going, I'm sure Lyric just found his way to the Room of Requirement or something. I could go find him." Give him the tickets, and try to hide this discomfort.
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Post by Xavier Youngblood on Feb 10, 2010 23:57:10 GMT -5
"You could go, but why would you? Don't you like me?" Xavier asked with soulful green eyes. "I'll make him apologize if you want." He gave his brother a hard look. Not yet.
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Post by Xander Youngblood on Feb 10, 2010 23:57:15 GMT -5
Xander gave an exaggerated sigh. "All right, sorry. I just really like my wand. You would too, I know it. Just don't take it apart, it can't be replaced." You owe me if you win.
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