A/N: hi again, everyone! I got some reviews to reply! Ok, here it is:
Reverend Bluejeans: 1.Jai is a SHE. I like HER too. I meant for her to be awesome. 2.There's a reason for his name being pretty normal. And yes, it is my story, isn't it? 3.And finally, no, there isn't a REAL reason, he just calls her that. I've got a story for his. non-Malfoy way of talking, though. 4.that's not very nice!
Melockerty: That's enough! The sort of thing I wish I heard more often. :o)
Ok, there we go. Now on with chapter 6! Wow, I'm on 6 already. I just started writing it a few weeks ago. That's really fast for me.
They met again, two days before Halloween. Taran brought cookies, Hawk brought butterbeer that she'd got from a nice little house-elf named Winky, and they settled into their little room. Hawk brought Jai along, and the Red-Tail clung to the back of Hawk's couch with her talons.
"So, anything new, Birdie?" Taran asked conversationally.
"No, my life is as pointless and boring as alvays. Vot about you?"
"Nothing worth mentioning, unless you count another fight with Scarlette interesting." He grabbed a gingersnap and ate it slowly.
"Vot happened this time?"
"Oh, nothing new. She called me. uh. well, she called me something, so I called her a pathetic excuse for a human being, and she started screaming at me. When she was done, I just sorta looked at her and walked away. She yelled after me till I was out of sight. Pathetic, as I said."
"That just goes to show that she has no hope. That is really very sad. She is your sister and all."
"My sister by blood only. I swear, she's my total opposite. I wish it didn't have to be that way. I loved her when I was younger."
"You don't anymore?" Hawk looked surprised.
"How can I? She's not the same Scarlette. All she can think about now is marrying a rich MotD and sitting down looking pretty for the rest of her life. Who could love someone like that?"
Hawk looked even more confused. "Vos she not alvays that vay?"
"Oh, no, no way! She used to be cool. We'd do everything together, and we never fought unless it was about dad. I never liked him in the least bit, she's always worshipped him. We were like regular twins, ya know?"
"And all of it changed when you vere informed of all the Men of the Dark things, am I correct?"
"Right on the money, Birdie. She jumped right into it, and from that day on, I haven't had a civilized conversation with her."
"That is unfortunate. I vish it hadn't happened. Novone deserves something like that."
"Don't feel all sorry for me. That'll just make it worse. Let's talk about something else, 'k?"
"Yes, I am sorry. I have been meaning to ask you, vere did you begin to talk as you do?"
"Huh? Waddaya mean, 'talk as I do'?"
"That is just it. You talk as an American might, but I know you vere raised to talk properly."
"Oh, that. My dad sent me away to America when a was younger. When I was 10, till when I was 13. I just got back, actually, right before my birthday. He was sick of having me around."
"I am sorry I complained about my life now. Yours is so much vorse."
"Don't worry 'bout it. I don't mind my horrible life. It's not like I gotta suffer through it much longer."
"At the rate this vorld is headed, novone vill. There is too much destruction."
"Yeah, I know. One of these days, the whole planet's going to blow, and it'll all be because of all these countries fighting each other. What they don't get, is that they don't own the planet, no matter how much they want to."
"Yes, exactly. I do not understand," she reached up and petted Jai lightly. "They think that it is perfectly fine to make nuclear bombs, use weapons that kill off thousands of innocent animals, and people, too. How is that going to solve their problems? And that's just the MUGGLES."
They talked on for hours, completely oblivious to time, until they heard a crowd outside. Hawk poked her head around the portrait, and pulled it back in suddenly.
"Merlin, It's the students! We've been up all night!" she suddenly started laughing.
"No wonder I'm exhausted." Taran looked at her as if she were crazy. "What is so funny?"
"I haff not been up all night since I used to with Gabe!"
"Uh, is that a good thing?"
"Yes, I vould say so. Vould you like to meet here again next Thursday? We could make it our meeting day."
"Sounds good to me. So, see ya next week then?"
"Yes, I vill be looking forvard to it," She surprised them both by throwing her arms around his waist and squeezing hard. Then she let go and put Jai up on her shoulder. "I think ve should put a passvord on this room, so novone can valk in on us."
Taran was still slightly shocked from the hug, but he snapped out of it. "Yeah, that's a good idea. It has to be something without a 'w' though. You gotta be able to get in."
Hawk rolled her eyes. "Alright. Any ideas?"
"how about 'Lyra Silvertongue'?"
"Vot is that?"
"A character in my favorite books, the His Dark Materials trilogy."
"Lyra Silffertongue. I'm sorry, I can't say it."
"Well, how about 'Pantalaimon' then?"
"Pantalaimon. Yes, I can say that."
So they went outside and told the portrait not to let anyone in without the password, Pantalaimon.
A/N: ok, that's not a cliffie. I'm training myself off of them. Yes, the story has a plot, no, I don't own His Dark Materials or the chars from it, and. hmm. I had something else to say. Well, thanks for the reviews, my two reviewers! Although, Reverend Bluejeans doesn't really count, because she's one of my best friends. Oh well. I'll have a new chappie sooner than last time, I hope. That is, if anyone cares. Oh, I remember what I was going to say. I'm open to any suggestions, and if I make any mistakes, feel free to correct me. Ok, I'm done. TTFN, readers!
Reverend Bluejeans: 1.Jai is a SHE. I like HER too. I meant for her to be awesome. 2.There's a reason for his name being pretty normal. And yes, it is my story, isn't it? 3.And finally, no, there isn't a REAL reason, he just calls her that. I've got a story for his. non-Malfoy way of talking, though. 4.that's not very nice!
Melockerty: That's enough! The sort of thing I wish I heard more often. :o)
Ok, there we go. Now on with chapter 6! Wow, I'm on 6 already. I just started writing it a few weeks ago. That's really fast for me.
They met again, two days before Halloween. Taran brought cookies, Hawk brought butterbeer that she'd got from a nice little house-elf named Winky, and they settled into their little room. Hawk brought Jai along, and the Red-Tail clung to the back of Hawk's couch with her talons.
"So, anything new, Birdie?" Taran asked conversationally.
"No, my life is as pointless and boring as alvays. Vot about you?"
"Nothing worth mentioning, unless you count another fight with Scarlette interesting." He grabbed a gingersnap and ate it slowly.
"Vot happened this time?"
"Oh, nothing new. She called me. uh. well, she called me something, so I called her a pathetic excuse for a human being, and she started screaming at me. When she was done, I just sorta looked at her and walked away. She yelled after me till I was out of sight. Pathetic, as I said."
"That just goes to show that she has no hope. That is really very sad. She is your sister and all."
"My sister by blood only. I swear, she's my total opposite. I wish it didn't have to be that way. I loved her when I was younger."
"You don't anymore?" Hawk looked surprised.
"How can I? She's not the same Scarlette. All she can think about now is marrying a rich MotD and sitting down looking pretty for the rest of her life. Who could love someone like that?"
Hawk looked even more confused. "Vos she not alvays that vay?"
"Oh, no, no way! She used to be cool. We'd do everything together, and we never fought unless it was about dad. I never liked him in the least bit, she's always worshipped him. We were like regular twins, ya know?"
"And all of it changed when you vere informed of all the Men of the Dark things, am I correct?"
"Right on the money, Birdie. She jumped right into it, and from that day on, I haven't had a civilized conversation with her."
"That is unfortunate. I vish it hadn't happened. Novone deserves something like that."
"Don't feel all sorry for me. That'll just make it worse. Let's talk about something else, 'k?"
"Yes, I am sorry. I have been meaning to ask you, vere did you begin to talk as you do?"
"Huh? Waddaya mean, 'talk as I do'?"
"That is just it. You talk as an American might, but I know you vere raised to talk properly."
"Oh, that. My dad sent me away to America when a was younger. When I was 10, till when I was 13. I just got back, actually, right before my birthday. He was sick of having me around."
"I am sorry I complained about my life now. Yours is so much vorse."
"Don't worry 'bout it. I don't mind my horrible life. It's not like I gotta suffer through it much longer."
"At the rate this vorld is headed, novone vill. There is too much destruction."
"Yeah, I know. One of these days, the whole planet's going to blow, and it'll all be because of all these countries fighting each other. What they don't get, is that they don't own the planet, no matter how much they want to."
"Yes, exactly. I do not understand," she reached up and petted Jai lightly. "They think that it is perfectly fine to make nuclear bombs, use weapons that kill off thousands of innocent animals, and people, too. How is that going to solve their problems? And that's just the MUGGLES."
They talked on for hours, completely oblivious to time, until they heard a crowd outside. Hawk poked her head around the portrait, and pulled it back in suddenly.
"Merlin, It's the students! We've been up all night!" she suddenly started laughing.
"No wonder I'm exhausted." Taran looked at her as if she were crazy. "What is so funny?"
"I haff not been up all night since I used to with Gabe!"
"Uh, is that a good thing?"
"Yes, I vould say so. Vould you like to meet here again next Thursday? We could make it our meeting day."
"Sounds good to me. So, see ya next week then?"
"Yes, I vill be looking forvard to it," She surprised them both by throwing her arms around his waist and squeezing hard. Then she let go and put Jai up on her shoulder. "I think ve should put a passvord on this room, so novone can valk in on us."
Taran was still slightly shocked from the hug, but he snapped out of it. "Yeah, that's a good idea. It has to be something without a 'w' though. You gotta be able to get in."
Hawk rolled her eyes. "Alright. Any ideas?"
"how about 'Lyra Silvertongue'?"
"Vot is that?"
"A character in my favorite books, the His Dark Materials trilogy."
"Lyra Silffertongue. I'm sorry, I can't say it."
"Well, how about 'Pantalaimon' then?"
"Pantalaimon. Yes, I can say that."
So they went outside and told the portrait not to let anyone in without the password, Pantalaimon.
A/N: ok, that's not a cliffie. I'm training myself off of them. Yes, the story has a plot, no, I don't own His Dark Materials or the chars from it, and. hmm. I had something else to say. Well, thanks for the reviews, my two reviewers! Although, Reverend Bluejeans doesn't really count, because she's one of my best friends. Oh well. I'll have a new chappie sooner than last time, I hope. That is, if anyone cares. Oh, I remember what I was going to say. I'm open to any suggestions, and if I make any mistakes, feel free to correct me. Ok, I'm done. TTFN, readers!