the moon is shining b r i g h t; OPEN

[xxbrokenheartxx]

the moon is shining bright
the mood is feeling right

Aaryn looked up at the moon and took a deep breath in, letting the night air surround her. She closed her eyes and a strange feeling came about at the same time a small trickle of rain began falling. The wet droplets fell onto the Slytherin's eyelids, 'cause her to open her eyes and blink rapidly. She smiled slightly and then let a soft 'whoop' of joy. She noticed the 'whoop' carried and was worried, if only for a moment. A teacher might hear and come into the forest and yell at her. But hopefully, no one would hear and Aaryn would be safe. She sighed happily, for a moment, forgetting why she was here in the first place. It wasn't important at the moment.

Some loved the cloudless sky, with birds flying high, but not his girl, no, she found beauty in the small drops of rain that fell from the grey clouds.

Aaryn was not a poetic girl, yet the night and the rain gave her the feeling a painter gets when he's finally finished his masterpiece. It gave her a rush. She spun in circles, the need to sing came suddenly. "I'm singing in the rain," she began, with only a small mutter, "just singing in the rain." Aaryn stopped spinning and held out her arms, as if to welcome the drizzle into her warm [if a tad wet] arms. "What a glorious feeling, I'm happy again." She jumped in the air.

i’ll kiss you on your neck
people’ll stare and we won’t care

That was when Aaryn stopped. She remembered her purpose out here. She was supposed to be studying. She needed a quiet place to be a 'good student'. Or, that was her excuse if a teacher came. Really, she just wanted to let the trees keep her company for a few hours. To get away from everyone so she could think, really think. Aaryn sat back down on the rock she had been sitting on, and pushed her bags to make room for herself. Burying her face in her hands, she sighed again, this time, sadly.

What was she thinking about? Boys. But explaining her predicament would be tedious and boring. She kicked the ground and snatched up her bag, rifling through her things. She pulled out a thin muggle book, with the title The Eyre Affair. She had gone around Hogsmeade and found this. It was a nice little book, and she had started reading it. It was a nice book, and she got most of it, having grown up in the muggle world. She turned to her page, lay down on the rock, and began reading.

we’re high above the ground
we’re nowhere to be found

[Indrick Mal'Ghanis]

Bless you, forest, the boy thought as he silently traversed through the landscape, leaping from tree branch to tree branch. His feral nature alone made him favor the forest more than the civilization of the school, but now he felt an even deeper connection to the trees he was leaping through. Bless you for never changing. At least not in two years, he thought, as he leaped from a giant Oak to a particularly sturdy-looking branch on an English Yew.

In midair, Indrick noticed a girl standing only a couple meters away from the Yew. As he tried to identify her, he was too late in properly orienting his feet, causing one foot to land on the weaker part of the branch and the other to miss it entirely, slamming a geometrically tiny part of his leg into the branch at the small part. The massive pressure caused by the decreased area of exposure, coupled with one of his feet hitting an area of the branch farther out than was ideal, caused the branch to snap in two places. First, the branch itself started to break from the tree, then the place where he'd put his foot started snapping as well. The combined effect caused him to lose his balance for the first time in a month, landing him about three feet from the bottom of the tree.

Less than three seconds after hitting the ground, Indrick was fully balanced and on two feet. Normally, he'd draw his wand as part of this motion, but seeing as it appeared he wasn't in the presence of a harmful entity, he did not do so. "Uhm, hello," he said, his eyes shifting from happy golden to a nervous, muddy tigerseye. "You may be wondering who I am, or more importantly, why I'm standing here," he said with a quaver in his voice. The person he was staring at appeared to be in a calm state of mind before he'd cracked the branch, though he couldn't quite make out her expression now.

"I'm Indrick Mal'Ghanis," he said, bowing politely--as was his custom--and neglecting to offer his hand, since he was still too far away from her for her to reach even his long arm--which was proportional to his 6'8" body. Instead, to make himself appear more friendly, he dropped back his black hood, revealing his sandy blonde hair and his eyes, which were shifting back to golden now that he'd decided the person was probably safe to talk to. "However, I'm not exactly sure why I'm here. I haven't slipped from a tree branch in months."

[xxbrokenheartxx]

empowered by adrenaline
feel like i’m born again

Aaryn was laying down, reading her book all peaceful-like, when she heard a noise in the trees. At first she thought it was a teacher, but realized that a teacher probably wouldn't be in the trees, as it was a rather stupid thing to do, be in the trees, for anyone, especially a teacher, so she came to the conclusion that it was a squirrel or some other animal. She continued reading for a few more moments, and then she heard someone land on the ground.

Aaryn looked up and raised an eyebrow, a boy was on the ground, but he quickly stood up and was situated. He was tall. Taller than Pierce, and Pierce made her feel short. So now she was going to feel really short. Oh, great. Perhaps he would just ignore her, and move on. That would be good. Aaryn didn't like feeling short. But he didn't move on. He was going to start talking. Aaryn studied him again. He was definitely more than a foot taller than her 5' 2" self. How wonderful. -.-

again, i am repeating myself
and i know it is gone for you

He seemed to be under the impression that he could read Aaryn's mind. She cocked an eyebrow as he finished and then moved on to introducing himself. Indrick Mal'Ghanis. Why did the name Mal'Ghanis sound familiar? Perhaps she'd read his name somewhere, like in the gossip column. She let him speak for a moment longer and then he bowed. She coughed, covering up a small laugh.

"That's nice," Aaryn said, and then she turned her back to the Mal'Ghanis boy and continued to read. She wondered what his reaction would be. She remembered when she had refused to tell Brayden her name, he had fought her for it. It had been kind of fun. Good times, good times. She began reading her book more intently, but it wasn't working very well. He gotten her out of her 'mode'. Grrrrr.

to sit and pretend

[Indrick Mal'Ghanis]

Definitely not somebody I know, Indrick thought to himself, content to state the obvious before attempting to go after what was hidden. First, of course, was the fact that she'd had an opportunity to politely give her name, had failed to do so, and apparently was waiting for a response from him. Her body language suggested that it was probably intentional, as she was clearly orienting herself away from him on purpose.

Indrick's first instinct was to walk away. However, something told him this wasn't the response the girl expected. This is deeply confusing, he remarked silently. On the one hand, if he spoke again, he might provoke an adverse reaction, whereas if he left, he was leaving a chance to meet somebody who was acquainted with this point in time. He concluded that, even if the person desired him to leave, it would be advantageous to his understanding of the world not to leave. He began to search for the proper way of addressing the woman to maximize his chances of being viewed favorably.

It's times like this that reading minds would be an amazing skill, Indrick laughed to himself. The silence after the woman's last sentence had now extended for quite some time. The easiest solution to his problem would be to simply be himself, but he came from a time when he was one of the most well-known people in the school. Since that wasn't the case now, he wasn't willing to risk that the woman wasn't aware of his manner of doing things. However, he needed to do something that would result in a response. It seemed, based on the woman's actions, that there was one way to go about this.

"Is your name a secret?" he asked, in as playful a manner as possible. His face broke into a playful smirk, and his eyes shifted to yellowish, their usual shade when he was in pursuit of information. Now, if he spoke before she could respond, he had two choices: take the respect road, or take the peer road. Obviously, as one of the Mal'Ghanis twins, he was going to take the peer road.

"Surely it's possible to dole out such a trivial secret," he said in a pandering voice, standing his ground. "Are we really anybody if nobody knows our name?" he asked in a sarcastically taunting tone. He allowed silence to prevail and settled in to study the woman's reaction.