ever fallen in love?

                 ❝      well   it’s   a   very   confusin’   sorta   situation   if   am   honest      ❞         trying   to   hide   the   way   they   took   on   a   hint   of   the   shade   of   the   other’s   apparent   nickname   for   them   by   drinking   deeply   from   their   own   glass   ,      as   if   adding   more   alcohol   to   this   haze   would   shed   any   clarity   .         ❝      see   like   :      we   dinnae   call   them   that   here   ,      like   all   lakes   ?      we   call   them   lochs      —   and   watch   how   ye   go   round’   saying   it   mind      —      but   no   every   loch   would   be   called   a   lake   if   ye   papped   it   doon   south      ❞

“Ohhhh.” That makes things a lot clearer. He knows about lochs, of course, because of the enormous kelpie living in Loch Ness. It’s famous all over the world, even among muggles. “So it’s a Scottish thing rather than a hypothetical body of water thing,” Axel surmises, feeling rather proud of himself having figured it out, and more so for the slight flush now brightening the wix’s cheeks. She’s cute.

...And just like that, he’s lost again. “’Papped it’?” Axel parrots, letting out a confused little laugh. “Vielleicht spreche ich einfach auf deutsch mit dir, als Rückzahlung. Zwei können bei diesem Spiel mitspielen!”

                    they   can   hear   the   accent   in   the   other’s   words   despite   the   perfect   english   ,      english   others   would   probably   say   was   much   better   than   mary’s   own   ,   and   for   as   much   as   it   meant   in   their   current   inebriated   state   she   did   keep   it   in   mind   as   she   spoke   her   next   .      something   they’d   never   do   when   asked   to      (   because   it   was   always   in   the   form   of   a   rude   demand   to   speak   properly   )      but   there   was   at   least   some   care   taken   to   slow   down   their   breakneck   patter   .         ❝      naw   it’s   no   .      well   ,      a   mean   :      aye   it   is   ,      but   it’s   no      ❞         it   was   a   mess   so   it   was   ,   trying   to   explain   how   it   is   a   lake      (   no   it   wasn’t   )      but   that   to   call   anything   but   the   lake   of   menteith   that   was   to   garner   a   reaction   akin   to   wearing   blue   at   celtic   park   to   a   scottish   lassie   .

blunt (or anything near it) honesty was fine when it came from the danes, but when the french did it …. jean-luc snorted, though it was really half a huff in his disappointment. “i’m not trying to be, I just don’t understand.” he raised his hands, palms down and parallel to the ground, pushing them downward to emphasize his lacking comprehension. “I understand on the level that you’re speaking as an artist, as a creator, where it’s just about putting it out into the world and letting it speak for itself and be found, and it’s organic, okay, yes, and I get that. it’s fucking beautiful, believe me. the part I don’t get is that you are also …. a musician … in a band … who is currently actively working on getting that big break ….. and you need visibility for that. so I guess what i’m missing is .. is this a for axel thing, or a get the weird sisters out there thing?”

Of course he doesn’t say so, but Axel privately thinks that perhaps the reason Jean Luc doesn’t understand is because he himself loves attention. It’s not necessarily a bad quality, but it means they’re never going to see eye-to-eye. “It’s a me thing, I guess,” he replies. “Not everything is about the big break for me, Jean Luc. I love the Weird Sisters, and I think the music we make matters, and I do want it out there in the world but... I don’t want it to be at the cost of my soul, you know?”

[ PERSONAL ]

$ Financial: wealthy / moderate / poor / in poverty

✚ Medical: fit / moderate / ill / disabled / disadvantaged / non applicable

✪ Class or Caste: upper / middle / working / street trash / slave / unsure

✔ Education: qualified / unqualified / studying / other

✖ Criminal Record: yes, for major crimes / yes, for minor crimes / no / has committed crimes, but not caught / yes, but charges were dismissed

[ FAMILY ]

◒ Children: had a child or children / has no children / wants children

◑ Relationship with Family: close with sibling(s) / not close with sibling(s) (YET) / has no siblings / sibling(s) is deceased

◔ Affiliation: orphaned / adopted / disowned / raised by birth parent / not applicable

[ TRAITS + TENDENCIES ]

♦ extroverted / introverted / in between

♦ unorganised / organised / in between

♦ close-minded /open-minded / in between

♦ calm / anxious / in between

♦ disagreeable / agreeable / in between

♦ cautious / reckless / in between

♦ patient / impatient / in between

♦ outspoken / reserved / in between

♦ leader / follower / in between

♦ empathetic / vicious bastard / in between

♦ optimistic / pessimistic / in between

♦ traditional / modern / in between

♦ hard-working/ lazy / in between

♦ loyal / disloyal / unknown

♦ faithful / unfaithful / unknown

[ BELIEFS ]

★ Faith: monotheist / polytheist / atheist / agnostic / doesn’t care

☆ Belief in Ghosts or Spirits: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care

✮ Belief in an Afterlife: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care

✯ Belief in Reincarnation: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care

❃ Belief in Aliens: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care

✧ Religious: orthodox / liberal / in between / not religious

❀ Philosophical: yes / no

[ SEXUALITY & ROMANTIC INCLINATION ]

❤ Sexuality: heterosexual / homosexual / bisexual / asexual / pansexual / demisexual

❥ Sex: sex repulsed / sex neutral / sex favourable / naive and clueless

♥ Romance: romance repulsed / romance neutral / romance favourable / naive and clueless / romance suspicious

❣ Sexually: adventurous / experienced / naive / inexperienced / curious

⚧ Potential Sexual Partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all

⚧ Potential Romantic Partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all

[ ABILITIES ]

☠ Combat Skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

≡ Literacy Skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

✍ Artistic Skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

✂ Technical Skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

🏠 Domestic Skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

[ HABITS ]

☕ Drinking Alcohol: never / special occasions / sometimes / frequently / alcoholic

☁ Smoking: trying to quit / quit / never / trying it / rarely / sometimes / frequently / chain-smoker

✿ Recreational Drugs: never / quit / trying it / rarely / sometimes / frequently / addict

✌ Medicinal Drugs: never / no longer needs medication / some medication needed / frequently / to excess

☻ Unhealthy Food: never / special occasions / sometimes / frequently / binge eater

$ Splurge Spending: never / rarely / sometimes / frequently / shopaholic

roth, a.

                       ❝   i’ll   have   to   request   that   you   let   me   buy   you   something   to   drink.   ❞   sure,   it   was   getting   to   the   ends   of   august,   but   that   didn’t   mean   it   wasn’t   still   entirely   too   hot   out   for   either   of   them   to   be   standing   in   the   alley.   ❝   you’ve   been   out   here   for   a   while,   and   i   feel   it’s   the   least   i   can   do   for   having   some   nice   live   music   while   i’ve   studied.   you   in   ?   ❞

Axel takes a moment to consider the man’s offer, though he already knows what his answer will be - it’s fucking hot today, and he is already on a break. Plus, who is he to refuse the kindness of a handsome stranger? “Go on then, since you asked so nicely,” he replies with a smile, getting to his feet. “I’m glad somebody enjoyed my set, at least. What is it that you’re studying, fremde?”

“Rwy'n dyfalu bod y Gymraeg yn boeth kinda fel ‘na. And that sounded a lot like arsehole,” Arion was too slow to protect his ribs, and their mouth went round as they left out an almost silent, but offended Ow. “You know, a good friend would know how easy it is, and never do it again,” and a great friend would keep going at it.

“He says, as he accepts my offer without hesitation.” Looking over their shoulder, Arion smiled, getting up on his feet. Humming the melody under his breath, he opened the cupboard, getting tea cups. “I guess,” but he did not want them to start off as the guys who stole from Muggle bands. “We could reprise one of their songs in a punk rock fashion, and credit them. Maybe that will get them listening.” Because a day spent without knowing about the Beatles was a day wasted, according to Arion. Putting the teapot on the table, he went to fetch his guitar, not too worried about overtly infused tea. The more the better, correct?

“Ich habe keine ahnung was du gesagt hast,” Axel replies cheerfully, “But I liked hearing it anyway.” He keeps thinking it’d be cool to do a song entirely in their native languages one day, though he’s unsure if the British public would be receptive to the idea. “Did it? That’s strange,” he continues with a wolfish smile.

“Ja, but I’m German - when I drink tea it’s cool, edgy, and...” He pauses, trying and failing to come up with the right word in English. “Kosmopolitisch.” After a moment Axel makes his way back into the living area, pulling a jumper over his head that may or may not belong to Arion. He’s a notorious clothes thief. “Help! would be good for that,” he suggests, collecting his guitar and settling himself on the floor, experimenting with an up-tempo version of the song’s melody.

When Arion resurfaces with their guitar, Axel stops playing, resolving to come back to the cover another day. “Come on then, maestro, show me what you’ve got.”

   ℎ𝑒’𝑠  𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟   𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦      met  the  guitarist ,   so  there’s  no   reason   for    him   to  assume  sirius  has   ulterior   motives .    well .    beyond  the   obvious .   he  isn’t   weaning   fame  indirectly  by   meddling   or  anything .    merlin  knows  he  only  needs   less   of  that .    but  he’s   glad   to  find  his  assessment  that  the  members  wouldn’t  be   unnecessarily  cocky   holds  some  truth  so  far .    and  the   tease   has  him   throwing   his  head  back  in  a  quick  laugh .     ❛    you  needn’t   ask ,  ❜    he  answers ,   turning  over  his  shoulder  to  face  the  shop ,    furthering  the   sincerity   in  the  offer  despite  the   smirk   on  him  now .     ❛   i   am   the  one  who   extended   the  invite .  ❜

“Well, well - an English gentleman, this must be my lucky day,” Axel replies, matching the young man’s smirk with one of his own. Perhaps it isn’t the wisest of decisions to abandon his attempts at making money in order to go off with a near-stranger, but that’s never stopped him before. He flicks his wand at his guitar, which neatly slots itself into its case, ready to be hoisted up onto his shoulder. “In that case, I can hardly say ‘no’. Lead the way.”

    𝑎𝑠  𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ  𝑎𝑠       it  absolutely   is   the  faint  acoustic  music  that   drew   him  here ,    sirius  is  in  quite  the   opposite   to  a  rush .    his  lips   curl   at  the  remark ,    and  he  shrugs .     ❛    take  your  break ,    i  can  be  here   all  day .  ❜     it  isn’t  even  much  of  a   lie .    eyes  around  him  make  it  easier  to   pledge   alimony  on  his   whereabouts   when  he  needs  them .     sirius   looks   about  and  stops  on   the  leaky  cauldron .    he  pauses ,    deciding  drinks  must   not   be  good  for  your  voice ,    if  the   rawness   he  gains  is  any  indication .   he  gives  a   nudge   of  his  chin  over  to   rosa  lee   instead .     ❛   fancy  yourself  a  tea ?  ❜

Looking at him properly, Axel realises he knows this man, has seen him before at gigs. When you only perform to crowds that barely constitute the description, picking out faces you’ve seen more than once becomes extremely easy - and that’s especially true when said face is mostly cheekbones. It feels almost strange to see him out here in the real world, without the barrier created by the stage or the darkness between them, but it's not an unwelcome turn of events. Axel gets to his feet, intrigued by the offer. “That depends - are you paying?”

cressida knew smoking was a bad habit, but it was one she couldn’t quit and really, she didn’t want to. it calmed her down, along with cups of vanilla almond tea – however; she didn’t have any vanilla almond on hand at the moment. glancing at the guitar case and the person over it, she returned her own small grin. feeling generous, she took a long drag before answering. “surprise me. i’ll add 20 galleons to that little bit you’ve got going in there,” she said, pointing to the case. 20 galleons was chump change to cressida these days, having inherited her mother’s money – money that she’d kept hidden away from her father. 

“Well, well - twenty galleons and my own choice of song. You drive a hard bargain, fremde, but I accept,” Axel replies, dark eyes warm with good humour. He straightens up, retrieving his guitar from where he’d propped it against the wall, taking a moment to survey the woman before he makes his decision. The corner of his mouth inching upwards, he launches into the opening notes of Rhiannon.

“...All your life you’ve never seen a woman taken by the wind. Would you stay if she promised you heaven? Will you ever win? She rings like a bell through the night, and wouldn’t you love to love her?” Axel isn’t a singer by trade, but his husky voice is pleasant enough, and he plays guitar like he was born to do it. It’s as easy as breathing.

Before long the song is over, and he glances up at her, waiting to hear her verdict. In hindsight, perhaps it was foolish to play a muggle song in times as precarious as these, but he stands by his choice. Art can come from anywhere. “So? How did I do?”