tt_godric: (Talking)
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Date: 19 January 2002
Characters: Godric Gryffindor, Open
Setting: World's End Pub
Content: TBD
Status: Public : Complete



Three weeks. Almost three weeks, he amended sharply. Godric missed his village. Missed his friends. Missed everything he knew. The only thing here that was familiar to him was magic and even these people - they had to use their wands for even the smallest of spells. It seemed so strange to him. Had magic weakened over the thousand years between them? He didn't know. It would seem that some of Salazar's ranting over limited interaction with the non-magical might have had some effect. Godric wasn't sold on that idea.

He'd spent seven days in the near-constant company of the King - the Elder - called Kingsley who insisted he address him informally. It was a continuous battle to understand what the man was telling him, and although Godric came to trust the man, he found everything - everything - both fascinating and confusing. The 'electronic' devices were incredibly fascinating and Godric picked up on the functionality very quickly, though it was his poor writing skills that caused a stopping block with his use of the 'data pad' he had been assigned.

On the eighth day, Kingsley had brought him to the place of learning - the school - where he met several teachers of magic, all who seemed rather taken with him though he could not fathom why until later that day, when a delightful woman who spoke gaelic told him of the life he would never lead. He was a "founder" of a great school of magic. That explained the Healer woman's - Alicia - reaction to him. So, the safe place of learning that he, Salazar, Helga, and Rowena had imagined had come to pass and would last a thousand years, if not more. He was pleased to hear it, but it made him melancholy as well. His legacy was in another world. A world he could not return to.

Yesterday, Kingsley had brought him to a place of dwelling and informed him that it was his own. Godric did not know what he had done to gain such a gift from the King, but he accepted it with grace. It resembled the King's quarters in some ways, differing in others, but he recognized the implements in the cooking area and remembered what Kingsley had taught him of their use. He had desired a place outside the settlement but had been convinced that he was a welcome member of their community, large though it was. Although he still had a guard - escort, Godric did not wish to be confined, directing the young man to the closest tavern, and so, he found himself drawing a stool at the bar inside the World's End pub.

Date: 2013-01-21 02:01 am (UTC)
tt_lisa: (grinning)
From: [personal profile] tt_lisa
Lisa looked up from where she'd been reading her datapad. It was a slow night, even by Saturday evening standards, and so she'd dug back into the muggle romance she'd found in the electronic library.

When the man - a new face, but somehow familiar - sat at the bar she moved in front of him and smiled. "You're new," she announced, bubbly and glad for the company at the bar - most of the crowd was out on the deck tonight, still seemingly basking in the novelty of the heat in January. "Oh, sorry," she put out her hand, "I'm Lisa, the landlady." She introduced herself and then, "Can I get you anything? We have stouts and liquors just like back in London, and we've got some local drinks, too."

Date: 2013-01-28 03:55 am (UTC)
tt_lisa: I make bartending look good. (best hostess ever!)
From: [personal profile] tt_lisa
Lisa nodded at his odd language and said, "Sure," before heading down the bar to grab his stout.

Bringing it back to him she set it down for him and asked, "So, what's your name, stranger? I know most of the people in the Settlement."

Date: 2013-02-02 10:28 pm (UTC)
tt_lisa: (smirking)
From: [personal profile] tt_lisa
Lisa couldn't help her grin, there was something adorable him, even as he introduced himself and she could feel here eyes grow wide. Accustomed to strange happenings in the pub she just nodded, trying to catch her breath for a moment. "I am, and please, call me Lisa." She grabbed the handwritten menu from behind her and handed it over to him.

"I'd suggest the stew, it's my favorite, and the least likely to be completely awful." She joked, wondering if he would understand sarcasm. There was something about him, though, and she let her eyes linger on him for a moment while she waited for his order. Strong jawline, perfectly dark blue-green eyes, and if the way he looked with clothes on, an amazing body underneath. She brought her gaze back up to his eyes and couldn't help but wet her bottom lip in nervousness. Maybe should have asked the hat for Gryffindor House, after all.

Date: 2013-02-07 01:15 am (UTC)
tt_lisa: (grinning)
From: [personal profile] tt_lisa
Lisa couldn't help her slight blush - causing her smooth brown skin to glow warm - at his compliment. "Not exactly... A traditional name. Not by your standards, I bet." She felt so silly, so flighty compared to him even after just a short conversation.

At his question she cocked her head wondering what he meant. "Oh, I'm a witch, for sure, but do you mean our Houses? At Hogwarts? I was a Ravenclaw. Not that you'd know it now, I spend all my free time reading silly romance books and arguing with our cook." She smiled brightly and turned to put his order in for Paul.

Coming back to him she asked, "Have you learned much about the school and all of that since you arrived? I imagine it's a lot to take in."

Date: 2013-02-10 08:49 pm (UTC)
tt_lisa: (smirking)
From: [personal profile] tt_lisa
Lisa couldn't help but smile, he had a sense of humor, she liked that. Then again, he could drone on like Professor Binns, looking like he does, and she'd hang on every word.

"I don't know that I've ever been given a higher compliment," she responded sincerely before getting to her work. When she turned back to him was with a knowing smile, "I could help you with social instruction sometime if you like," the words out of her mouth surprised her but also felt very right in the put of her belly. She leaned forward to take his datapad and pull up her directory entry with her address and the ways he could contact her via pad. "I'm sure I wouldn't be nearly as good a teacher as you and your cohort, but I know a few things," she added, just then a noisy family came in from the heat of the night and called over to her to be sat and order. She looked up and nodded in their direction and then back to Gryffindor, "that's all you need to look me up, and I'm always here of course, but if you'd ever like... a lesson," she invited, her blush coming back, deep and hot on her cheeks, "well, get in touch." She nodded once, affirming her point, and then grabbed her datapad to see to her customers.