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Because Connor hasn't really met people...

Connor is in the third floor commons room writing furiously in a battered old notebook, or looking out at the sky beyond the windows, staring as if in a trance as the song he's trying to write rolls around in his head. There is occassionally a low, gutteral mumbling, which can be generalised to say "Murphy is a better songwriter than he is" but includes a few colorful cuss words. In Gaelic.

There is a pizza box on the table in front of him. He might share, if anyone wants to stop and visit.

~~[OOC: Connor's mun must away for a bit. Will be back shortly~~ Back!]

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*glances over his shoulder* Oh, hey, that's good!

You think so? *Connor looks a bit stunned* Thanks.

*He smiles a little smile*

Yeah, it looks like you've really got somethin' there. *sticks out her hand* I'm Zero. I've seen you around. One of the actual twins, as opposed t' squallin' weird doppelgangers, right?

Oh, aye. *A nod, and then a slight shake of his head* We're really twins. Don't even look so much alike as the dopplegangers tend to look.

[OOC: Must away for a bit...can we pause for a while?]

Yeah. S'kinda funny that the doppelgangers do look so much alike, seein' as they're not related in the least so far as I know.

(ooc: Funny, I was just about to ask the same question.)

*Another nod, and then a belated offering of his hand* 'M Connor, by the way. Think I overlooked sayin' that. Murphy's my brother, not sure where he is just now.

*shakes his hand* Nice t'meet you, Connor.

Connor smiled. "Aye, and you as well, Zero. 'Tis an interesting name."

*grin of mischief* It's my middle name, actually.

Don'tcha wanna know what my first name is?

"Sure. What's your first name?? And why do you go by your middle name?"

*grin of mischief broadens*

Skank.

I don' always go by Zero. Like, my sister calls me Skankabelle. But most people, for some reason, aren't comfortable callin' me by my first name.

"Well, where I come from, 'skank' isn't a very nice word. When somebody is offensive, you might say they're skanky. So..." Connor shrugs. "So, aye. Zero is a much better choice."

*buries head in hands and begins to laugh*

That's the whole point! My name is Skank Zero, you think my parents didn' know what they were doin' when they squallin' named me! I mean, come on! *sigh* They're punks, y'know? Same thing as hippies namin' their kids friggin' Sunshine or whatever.

He looks a little embarrassed. "Oh. I...oh."

It's swerval, it's just...you're like, the third person in two days t'tell me, "Well, on my world, 'Skank' isn't a nice word." It's gettin' a little wearing. Maybe I should just stop tellin' people, but the look on your face...*giggle*

"Aye. I can imagine." Connor laughs then, finally breaing the seriousness.

*Lily sits down in the room, but not exactly close to Connor and watches him for awhile. She's in the mood to talk with someone, but he looks like he's hard at work, so she doesn't want to interrupt anything important.*

Connor finishes scribbling a couple lines and looks up. He's surprised to see someone in the room, he hadn't noticed her come in.

"Hey." He smiles in greeting.

*Lily looks a bit nervous.*

"Hi. I'm Lily. I've seen you around - I think we're in music classes together. I'm not bothering you am I? I don't want to disturb you or anything. I can leave if you'd rather be alone?"

Conno shook his head and gestured at the pizza box.

"Nah. I'm...good. Yeah. I'm in the music classes. I'm Connor." He leaned forward to offer his hand.

*Lily stands up and walks over so she can shake his hand. She takes a piece of pizza and sits down closer.*

"Thanks. Nice to meet you, Connor. What are you working on there?"

"I can't get the words right." Connor shrugged and showed her the notebook. The page was littered with doodles and scribbles. A few lines remain unmarred, written haphazardly across the page.

I wrote a song for you today
Because there's just so much I want to say
It comes out all jumbled and wrong
I've held it inside too long

You're as beautiful as a summer flower
When I'm with you I feel the power
Of your heart beating so wild and true
I'm writing this just for you

*Lily looks over the page before replying*

"I think that's beautiful. You've really got a gift for that. I've never been able to do lyrics..."

"You think so? I don't know." onnor shrugged. "It needs a lot of work. It needs Murphy's touch. he's better at it than I am. I can sing it, I just..." He shrugs.

"Anyway. How's it going? You look like you've got something on your mind."

"Murphy's your... brother? If he's even better, you two must make quite a team!"

Lily takes a few bites of her pizza.

"Do I? It's nothing, really. Just a bit lonely, I guess. This school gets weirder by the day and I haven't quite found out where I fit yet. And my friend Remus just transferred away, and he was the last of my friends from home... so. Yeah." She shrugs.

Connor nodded sympathetically. "Murph's the only one I really know. It's...yeah. It's difficult to find a place here. We're twins, me and Murphy. I'm older, no matter what he says." Connor gave a gentle smile, trying to ease the tension he thought Lily was probably feeling.

Lily smiles back, and relaxes a bit.

"Good. I mean, not good that you're having trouble, but good to know I'm not the only one, I guess. That definitely came out wrong!" She sighs.

Where are you and Murphy from, Connor?"

"Ireland, originally. We'e been in Boston a few years, aye. And now here. What about you, Lily?" Connor asked, setting his guitar down, propped against the chair.

"England. But I attended school in Scotland. I had never even been to America before coming here, and 'here' is certainly a lot different than what I'm used to!"

"Aye, it is quite...different." Connor nodded. "It's rare to find someone who doesn't have any special powers or...anything."

[OOC: No worries, I'll be off soon for dinner. See ya later!]

Lily tries not to look uncomfortable.

"Yeah, there does seem to be a lot of that... supernatural stuff around here." Lily points to the guitar. "How long have you played?"

"Since I was a kid. Ma was always good about encouraging us to do things we loved." Connor raises a brow. He's not completely dense. "You have some kind of powers, don't you? I didn't mean it like a bad thing. It's just...you know. Hard for a normal guy...you know what I mean? I'm a wicked shot with a gun, but I'm just a guy, you know?"

Lily sighs and looks miserable.

"I'm a witch - I can do charms and spells and things with the aid of my wand." She raises both hands, opened in front of her to show she doesn't have her wand. "I'm... 'normal' without it, though. And I actually haven't had much cause to use it here. My last school was a boarding school for learning magic."

Connor nods. "That's...cool. I've never met a witch before. ~~other than ma~~. Don't worry, I won't hold it against you as long as you don't turn me into a frog or something."

Lily is relieved at not being shunned immediately. She smiles tentatively.

"I wasn't trying to hide it from you, specifically; I just can't ever be sure of the reaction that I'll get. You're definitely taking it better than most. And we go to school to learn how to use our magic to help others, so unless you want to be a frog someday, you won't have to worry about that!"

"If I'd met you a couple weeks ago when school started, I might have been weirded out. But, nah. it's cool. Witches are mostly legend or myth where I come from, but it's cool. As long as you use it for good, I don't have a problem with it."

Lily looks at her wristwatch.

"Oh, I have to go - I've got a shift at the clinic tonight. It was really nice meeting you, Connor. Now I won't be afraid to say hullo next time I see you in class."

She smile apologetically as she gathers her things to leave.

"Good luck with those lyrics!"

"Thanks. And...yeah. See you around, Lily." He nods and picks up his guitar.

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