The Inspection

[acciomod]

On the whole, the weather had been temperamental lately. One minute, it was absolutely bucketing it down, and the next, it was bright sunshine. The amount of rain had turned the ground into a muddy mess, but at least the tents provided perfectly adequate shelter, and a gazebo had been erected over the community dining table to protect everyone from the elements.

Despite the temperamental weather, however, it had been fairly warm throughout the past two weeks, so the chill in the air during dinner that evening was particularly noticeable, even before the dark, hooded figure by the Ministry's representative's desk had been seen.

Nervously, the Ministry representative approached the table.

"I'm afraid we have a visitor," he said, addressing everyone at the table and hoping that anyone not there could hear him. "This is a Dementor, one of the Guards at Azkaban. It's a high security prison. He's just here to, well, ensure that a certain escaped criminal isn't hiding amongst you.

"I don't expect he'll be here for more than an half an hour, so do try not to worry too much. They can make people rather, well... uncomfortable."

Bowing his head slightly, he left the Outsiders to their meal.

[And so, a Dementor is lurking around the camp, just in case one of the Outsiders is secretly Sirius Black. They're known to sap the happiness out of the environment, and - in cases where there are true horrors in someone's past - cause traumatic memories to resurface.

The chilly, depressed feeling can be lifted by the deliciousness of chocolate, though the Outsiders will need to discover this on their own. Good thing there's dessert.]

Comments

[destined_to_go]

[He sighed and closed his eyes briefly before opening them again to look at the creature. Did it even talk?]

So what are you?

[And should he be scared of it? It could get angry... and those horns looked sharp. He eyed them wearily.]

[no1troll]

I'm Tavros.

[Which doesn't exactly answer the question, but his brain still feels frozen. He isn't the most effective speaker even at the best of times, anyway. Gosh, though, if you thought his horns looked sharp, you didn't see his jagged, uneven teeth. Trolls are designed to rip and tear from a young age.]

[destined_to_go]

Are creatures like you normal for your world?

[It sounded strange to even say it. 'Your world'. Without the heavy presence of the dementor close by, he only felt as lonely as he did normally, being here in this place and the only thing familiar to him were the ground, the stars and sun and that he was still on Earth, in England... only he was trapped here because of the strange things he apparently started doing. Without the heavy feeling of loneliness, he felt the beginnings of a headache again. It was still a lot to take in... and a lot to believe in so suddenly.

But the proof was there. And the proof was sitting in front of him, with horns like a bull and colored orange, matching its eyes. He had no more choice, he was forced to believe that this was real.]

[no1troll]

[Tavros was a lot more used to the idea of other worlds than most of the other Outsiders, but as if to compensate for it, he had to deal with being the only Troll in the entire universe. It's simultaneously a huge relief and extremely lonely.]

Creatures, uhh.

[He's not sure how to feel about that word, but Tavros is in no position to object. He's too miserable, and it isn't important enough for him to cause a fuss about.]

Yeah, we're all like me. Trolls, that's what I am. Or troll, sorry.

[destined_to_go]

[Akira was silent for a second as he pieced together what he was told.]

Then Tavros is your name?

[He had heard of the word trolls, but never anything else. He had no pictures to base the word off of, or stories to go by to have him know if this 'troll' was anything like the fictional ones he had heard about while he was still in primary school. Being that quite a bit of fictional things were being proven here in the camp, there was no way to say if he was or not.]

[no1troll]

[He nods slowly, all too aware that he's no good at at explaining things. Even simple things like his name and species.]

What's yours?

[destined_to_go]

My name is Touya Akira.

[It was strange introducing himself to someone clearly not human, but it was just another thing to add since he found himself here.]

[no1troll]

Touya Akira.

[He just wanted to give it a try. It feels almost like the kind of name a troll his age would have.]

Did that, uhhh... "thing" not get to you? It felt like probably the worst thing ever to me.

[He feels kind of dumb beside the human. He was crying and being generally pathetic, while the person right in front of him seemed completely unaffected.]

[destined_to_go]

[He didn't know if the dementor was the reason for it or not, but the moment that it was closest was rather intense. Much more than he'd felt since arriving here. With everything else that was going on, he wouldn't rule it out.

He sighed, closing his eyes briefly.]

No, it did.

[no1troll]

But you didn't cry or anything...

[He's so impressed.]

sorry if these are making it hard to reply >.< just let me know if it is and I can edit it

[destined_to_go]

No.

[His gaze shifted to the side. He hadn't cried... only in private had he allowed himself the tears that came at night but that was from a milder version of the loneliness he felt when that 'dementor' passed. Rather than making him cry in front of others, it had left him with a cold emptiness, too alone to feel anything. When it had passed, he was able to bring control over himself enough to speak to the creature-boy.]

aw no, don't worry! i know how some characters are. and tavros doesn't mind

[no1troll]

You must be really brave, I guess.

I wish I was...

[destined_to_go]

How are you unable to be brave?

[He eyed the horns again.]

[no1troll]

Uhhh.

[He doesn't know what to say to that. Why can't he be brave? What's wrong with him! Everyone else makes it look so easy.]

I really tried. Brave is just not the person I am, probably. I'm really bad at being worthwhile heroic things.

[destined_to_go]

You don't have to do heroic things to be brave.

[no1troll]

Aren't they kind of the same thing, a little? I mean, okay, brave things might sometimes be small heroic things, but it seems to me that it's that kind of person who's best at it. They go together in stories and things.

[destined_to_go]

I never heard much of those stories.