Distract me from my thoughts, once more.
Date: Thursday May 18, 2000
Time: 6ish pm
Place: London, Charlie’s shack
Characters Involved: Charlie and Tonks
Rating: PG-13?
Complete
When Tonks got off from work, earlier than when she normally did, she destroyed the routine of being a recluse by not going straight home. Instead of going to Grimmald to work on paperwork or projects, she decided to pay a friend a visit. It was, actually, a last minute decision to not bother with keeping to herself on a night like tonight, for she tried to ignore the conversations spreading throughout the office, but by the end of the day- she found worries within herself that matched the worries of her co-workers.
Tonight would be a night for fear in most, but with Tonks it was about restraint. Words that had been promised, as well as an active conscience could keep her at bay from doing a very stupid thing on a full moon, but they were hard to hear and listen to. She had an irksome desire to wander about and search for a monster, on a night she knew he’d be about, and it troubled her more than a fear of repeat occurrences. But she hadn’t been herself in a while, because of her troubled mind, so she knew the feelings to do something other than sit in a house and wait out the night would pass. It was just being patient that Tonks had problems with.
She thought, perhaps, Charlie would be willing to let her visit without questions asked. They had had an agreement before he vanished without a trace, that allowed her to visit in unexpected ways, if and when she needed company. Of course she had many places she could go to escape wrong ambitions, but she felt that Charlie would be the only one who wouldn’t bother asking questions, or worry over her for arriving. Add in the fact he didn’t know much about what had happened last month, and Tonks decided his residence would be a good place to start.
In attire suitable for office work, a button up blue blouse and black slacks, under a gray cape, Tonks apparated to Charlie’s as soon as she cleared out of the Ministry office. Her hair was pulled into its usual style of a tight ponytail, but the color was a faded pink with bits of brown all through it. She felt that Charlie would probably question her appearance more than her presence, and if that was all she had to look forward to, she wouldn’t mind at all.
She rapped on his door, quickly and loudly, hoping he would be found at home, and not force her to come up with an alternative plan before mischievous thoughts kicked in. If anyone could distract her from being stupid- it would be Charlie and his idiocy. And maybe, he would be getting drunk like he usually was, and she could take up that hobby tonight to keep her occupied from herself.
Time: 6ish pm
Place: London, Charlie’s shack
Characters Involved: Charlie and Tonks
Rating: PG-13?
Complete
When Tonks got off from work, earlier than when she normally did, she destroyed the routine of being a recluse by not going straight home. Instead of going to Grimmald to work on paperwork or projects, she decided to pay a friend a visit. It was, actually, a last minute decision to not bother with keeping to herself on a night like tonight, for she tried to ignore the conversations spreading throughout the office, but by the end of the day- she found worries within herself that matched the worries of her co-workers.
Tonight would be a night for fear in most, but with Tonks it was about restraint. Words that had been promised, as well as an active conscience could keep her at bay from doing a very stupid thing on a full moon, but they were hard to hear and listen to. She had an irksome desire to wander about and search for a monster, on a night she knew he’d be about, and it troubled her more than a fear of repeat occurrences. But she hadn’t been herself in a while, because of her troubled mind, so she knew the feelings to do something other than sit in a house and wait out the night would pass. It was just being patient that Tonks had problems with.
She thought, perhaps, Charlie would be willing to let her visit without questions asked. They had had an agreement before he vanished without a trace, that allowed her to visit in unexpected ways, if and when she needed company. Of course she had many places she could go to escape wrong ambitions, but she felt that Charlie would be the only one who wouldn’t bother asking questions, or worry over her for arriving. Add in the fact he didn’t know much about what had happened last month, and Tonks decided his residence would be a good place to start.
In attire suitable for office work, a button up blue blouse and black slacks, under a gray cape, Tonks apparated to Charlie’s as soon as she cleared out of the Ministry office. Her hair was pulled into its usual style of a tight ponytail, but the color was a faded pink with bits of brown all through it. She felt that Charlie would probably question her appearance more than her presence, and if that was all she had to look forward to, she wouldn’t mind at all.
She rapped on his door, quickly and loudly, hoping he would be found at home, and not force her to come up with an alternative plan before mischievous thoughts kicked in. If anyone could distract her from being stupid- it would be Charlie and his idiocy. And maybe, he would be getting drunk like he usually was, and she could take up that hobby tonight to keep her occupied from herself.