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imperturbatus2016-06-30 07:32 pm
gizmoe) wrote in imperturbatus2016-06-30 07:32 pm
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No specific time frame, other than summer break.
A. Just Like a Circus.
[ Diagon Alley. No matter what time of year it was, this particular part of the wizard world seemed to never stop being busy. The streets were thick with people, some he recognized from various places (dirty dealings or school, take your pick) and some were strangers. But it was the two rambunctious children that raced squealing past him, their mother yelling after them to behave or their father would be cross with them, that caught his attention.
It wasn't a forethought, per say. But somewhere in Gareki's mind, he wondered if he could have ever had that kind of normalcy in his own youth. Instead, his mind was filled with the knowledge that his parents sold him off and that he had just enough good fortune to wind up with adoptive siblings, albeit very poor ones that often left him feeling guilty.
The children giggled despite their mother, and he silently stuck his hands in his pockets as he sidestepped their angry mother, keeping himself forward toward Gringotts. ]
B. Too Hot, It's Really Too Hot!
[ The thing about summer was that while Gareki didn't mind the heat, it also didn't mean he liked it. Some days just made him feel like he was boiling from the inside out, and today was one of them. This only meant he was in a miserable mood, wishing more than ever it would cool down already. ]
Tch. Even a little rain would make this better.
[ Sweat beaded on his brow, leaving him to reach up to wipe at it with his forearm, a small disgusted grumble following as he rolled his shorts higher and slipped his feet out of his shoes. He waded into a fountain, not caring how it would look to anyone. ]
C. You're the City Lights
[ It's night time in the middle of downtown London. If Gareki bothered to look at his mobile, it would probably tell him that it was sometime around 9 PM. Not that time really mattered, when he promised to be there in ten minutes.
While the daytime was uneventful, Gareki had business now. Business of the strangely legitimate kind. Sort of.
In a dark alley, he rested against a brick wall waiting. And, within minutes he was greeted by a man with mousy hair and a shifty nature about him that set him apart from Gareki. The meeting didn't take long, but there was an exchange of money for a slip of paper, and a promise that Gareki would get his shipment of phones by the end of the week.
Gareki pocketed the paper and made his way back out, down the street. ]
[ Diagon Alley. No matter what time of year it was, this particular part of the wizard world seemed to never stop being busy. The streets were thick with people, some he recognized from various places (dirty dealings or school, take your pick) and some were strangers. But it was the two rambunctious children that raced squealing past him, their mother yelling after them to behave or their father would be cross with them, that caught his attention.
It wasn't a forethought, per say. But somewhere in Gareki's mind, he wondered if he could have ever had that kind of normalcy in his own youth. Instead, his mind was filled with the knowledge that his parents sold him off and that he had just enough good fortune to wind up with adoptive siblings, albeit very poor ones that often left him feeling guilty.
The children giggled despite their mother, and he silently stuck his hands in his pockets as he sidestepped their angry mother, keeping himself forward toward Gringotts. ]
B. Too Hot, It's Really Too Hot!
[ The thing about summer was that while Gareki didn't mind the heat, it also didn't mean he liked it. Some days just made him feel like he was boiling from the inside out, and today was one of them. This only meant he was in a miserable mood, wishing more than ever it would cool down already. ]
Tch. Even a little rain would make this better.
[ Sweat beaded on his brow, leaving him to reach up to wipe at it with his forearm, a small disgusted grumble following as he rolled his shorts higher and slipped his feet out of his shoes. He waded into a fountain, not caring how it would look to anyone. ]
C. You're the City Lights
[ It's night time in the middle of downtown London. If Gareki bothered to look at his mobile, it would probably tell him that it was sometime around 9 PM. Not that time really mattered, when he promised to be there in ten minutes.
While the daytime was uneventful, Gareki had business now. Business of the strangely legitimate kind. Sort of.
In a dark alley, he rested against a brick wall waiting. And, within minutes he was greeted by a man with mousy hair and a shifty nature about him that set him apart from Gareki. The meeting didn't take long, but there was an exchange of money for a slip of paper, and a promise that Gareki would get his shipment of phones by the end of the week.
Gareki pocketed the paper and made his way back out, down the street. ]
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[ Whether his response is to Yogi being in Diagon Alley or his guardians being sadists was left for interpretation. At their core, Gareki knows that they're taking care of Yogi so he doesn't hate them or anything. He's just not an up close fan, their mothering extended to outsiders as it was.
Gareki's saved from further talking as the train pulls up and a sea of people step out. Without thinking, he grabs Yogi's arm to make sure they're not separated and leads them in when it's safe. He immediately makes for one of the seats and slides into it. ]
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Huh? Uh... Gareki?
[But before he has time to realize what's happening, he's sitting next to his friend, face strangely warm. Oh. Okay. Gareki just got them on a train. At least he thinks it's a train. It looks nothing like the Hogwarts Express, he thinks, looking around, before finally his eyes land on Gareki again and he smiles.]
I didn't know Muggle trains were this shiny!