Absit Omen RPG

Gris purred along as she wandered in a small circle around the man, her paws slowly plodding along carefully as if to show herself off as if trying to win a medal at a cat show, she wanted to rub in his face a little that she managed at an Animagus form and especially that she was a great cat at that, she liked to believe she could infiltrate most places as one, although she didn't like the idea of having to live as an actual cat.

She gave a small hiss of frustration at the mention of Raine before wandering off behind another wall, ensuring no one was around she transformed back and pulled herself off and over the wall to reunite with him.

"Yeah, shame she's a dick." She said coldly and in finality as she glanced around the street. "I'm glad you're impressed by my form however, after all it was not easy to get." She almost purred with her voice, barely managing to resist the temptation that carried on immediately following her transformation.

Then she smiled wide and pointed, they had found it, a chip shop!

"There! Have you ever seen anything more beautiful?" She asked in awe at the sight the somewhat greasy looking shop, a couple of tables out the front with a man smoking in an ill fitting, grubby tank top and shorts, the inside looking fairly quiet. "Lets go!" She said enthusiastically.

Gris loved the feel of the water on her, although it did feel weird, she was used to baths but the feeling of swimming completely free was...certainly different. But that all soon vanished as there was splashing at others, it was wonderful and she quickly skimmed her hand over the water to spray it up and at the others around her, she managed to keep her wand on her throughout, until at least she felt herself being dragged down.

With a yelp she was pulled underwater as her leg was dragged down, she didn't quite see who dragged her, but she only just managed to close her eyes before the saltwater got in them, for her she was thankful for the instinct, not just to protect her eyes from the salt water, but to protect her from the sight she might otherwise see if she had opened them. She squirmed in the water and as she pulled herself back up she felt her wand slip from her fingers before getting back up, only to hear that food was ready.

With a soft smirk she waved her wand, and a small mutter under her breath she created a from further out to come towards the group, not big enough to affect those on land, but certainly enough to push those still in the water towards land in one soggy pile if they didn't hurry up.

Once out of the water she flicked her wand to dry her torso as her shirt from earlier flew down, she couldn't quite be bothered to try putting on a bikini while wet.

"Someone say food?" She almost purred

Gris turned to him, holding her hand up she let her fingers rest on her chest as she spread her eyes wide, her mouth opened wide with a soft gasp, giving a mocking fake insulted look for him before she let out a soft laugh.

"I got it done in school, I am friends with Tess you know right?" She says with a soft giggle. "And I've got plenty of talent, I got high enough grades to make it to be an Auror, and its not as if we were in the year group where anyone who survived could become one."

She gave a soft shrug as she gently held a finger a finger, walking past him as she put her shopping down, as she walked behind him her footsteps turned down until what could be heard was the sound of tiny footpads connecting with the ground as a large, grey cat walked past, opposite from the way she went around him with a gentle purr as the new cat form of Gris walked past him.

With a soft meow she sat herself down on her hind legs and looked up at the other Hufflepuff.

From an Auror? Oooooh she struck a nerve! It was fun watching him but she supposed she had to stop before she actually angered him, she liked Figaro, he was a fun person to be around and besides, he was friends with people she knew, why would she want to anger someone like that? It'll harm her friendship group. Also she doesn't want to annoy her friends that much, she wasn't evil.

"Alright, I'll stop, what pet name should I give to you though?" She asked with a bemused smirk as she crossed her arms, walking along beside him on her hunt to find a fish and chip shop for her to help clog her arteries with.

"Oh, I'll ask for it, pay for it, I hear most just charge you a decent amount, a couple of pounds or so. If they say no, you use wingardium leviosa, and I'll turn into a cat and cause a distraction." She giggled at the idea of her abuse of her powers. "I'm an Auror so its fine." She said in a clearly joking tone with the other Wix. It would be fun but she doubted she'd stay an Auror for much longer after such a thing.

She was experiencing the same thing, as the drinks were wearing off she struggled to stop herself from shivering, she was just happy that feeling the cold was the only thing affecting her right now, she couldn't cope with much else at the moment, and she didn't think Figaro would want to put up with any other effects of drinking right now from her.

"Maybe I should of dressed a little warmer, you may be right about my outfit." She said with a soft smile towards him as she crossed her arms over her chest, shuddering slightly as a chilled wind swept over and caused her to squeak, she started to rub her legs together in an attempt to keep herself warmer.

"I think I look more goth then a witch, you'd be amazed what weird outfits Muggles wear on casual, and besides, its a night out, in some night outs, this is puritanical." She said as her mind flashed to remembering a fairly drunken Hen-Do, sure, it was something very different at the end of the day, but it was still technically a night out and she was modest for one. She wouldn't tell him for now.

She couldn't help but smirk as he told her off for calling him Figgy, she just figured it was the perfect name for him right now, his reaction just sealed the deal.

She grabbed at several things, namely being the before named chocolate bars, the rest being more traditional snacks, packs of crisps and a pack of samosas, she wanted to gorge herself once she was back, it seemed good with the amount of alcohol. Before she eyed up what Figgy was getting for himself, with a small grin she nodded and offered her arms for him to dump his own thing into her arm.

"I'll pay, don't worry, I've got more then enough for your stuff also Figgy." She said as they got to the clerk, turning to face them she gave a soft wave and set up the items to be scanned, making sure she paid attention to the amount that was being ringed up, she'd had stores try to rip her off too often and charge her extra money, because of course she doesn't know that 3 plus 2 was 6.

"And you put the bar inside the deep fryer basket where the chips go." She glanced at Figgy.

She felt a little guilty for her outburst, at the same time she was correct, she looked amazing and she wasn't going to change her appearance cause of others, but on the other hand she saw his point, or she guessed what he might of been hinting at? It was rather late, and she was dressed amazingly, but she still had him at her side so surely he's happy with that? And besides she could cast fire like, that's amazing!

"If you're worried of anyone trying to take advantage, don't worry, I do know how to throw a punch, and I know men's weakspot." She winked as she delved into a pocket, taking out a fiver and some loose change, she frowned a little bit at the amount she had, but it was fine regardless she guessed.

She started to head into the shop, humming softly as she did so in search of the elusive Mars bar she wished to subject to a night of deep frying in what is surely a very healthy dietary plan, just perfect for her figure and when she is tipsy from drink after all! But it was this or a kebab really and she'd rather take the Mars bar then trust a night time kebab really in the end.

"Do you want one also Figgy?"

Gris smirked as she saw others run into the water, her eyes glancing over them but not taking in any details, just more a look of the others running in then anything, although this meant she wasn't going to be the first person in the water, especially in her slightly weakened state, cause by some mysterious things that are about and certainly is not a form of intoxication, she was no lightweight after all!

She moved away from Tessa with a small smile, gripping her wand tight she made a sprint behind the others, lips moving silently as she cast a spell, she didn't want her clothes to just be discarded after all, that was not very good, even with magic it would take months to get sand out of her clothes after all!

With her spell done she swished her wand and tucked it into a pocket in her shirt designed to hold her wand, before it flew off of her with a life of its own as she entered the water, the remains of other garments doing the same, flapping like birds as they took a bit into the air above Gris to ensure they didn't stray too far.

"This may of been a bad idea!" She laughed as the cold water hit her.

She more then thought she had earned it for a drink having to deal with this currently.

But she started to write it down as she was instructed, seeming to get a little bit more agitated at having to write down the rest, she just wished for this to be over with and for herself to relax after...all of this. She handed the note to the man and followed Andromeda along, taking the mirror when offered to look into, she wasn't sure on how it worked at all, if there was some knack.

"I see myself sitting in my bath eating a tub of ben and jerry's as I listen to romance stories on the wireless wishing I was anywhere else."  She said casually and nonchalantly. knowing that was most nights by herself anyway in the end, unless she was arguing with her sisters about her mother and her...everything. Or best case, drinking whatever cheap bottle she could get and reading.

"What do you see?" She offered it back.

"We are going for those drinks." Gris muttered back, almost in a more threatening tone then she had meant but if anything this had earned herself a large drink, preferably something fruity for herself to have, give something decent at the moment.

With a sigh she went through the process with Higgins, annoyingly it almost seemed like what she thought, only the prints seemed to start going in weird ways. she saw some sort of faint magical footsteps away from the house along with some residue of someone casting a spell...but the object itself was soon found inside the house also, with someone having come in...

As long as Gris was making sense of everything and not in the realm of lunacy at the moment. She returned to the senior Auror with a greater look of confusion on herself.

"I need that drink I think."

Gris shook her head. She had a theory, it was such a dumb theory, but she believed it was possible at this point, it was something she couldn't take off her mind currently. She watched him take the pose and sighed, soon following the tracks that had left the shed.

"Higgins, I'm going to cast this spell again, if the prints potentially go into your house, will you let us in to look?"

She looked towards him again, he seemed to somewhat match, although it didn't seem like he could insure any of this, the head pose seemed somewhat slumped and the casting position was all slack, her theory was taking more shape, if it was correct...

Gris couldn't help but sigh as the paperwork was thrown, she'd admittedly forgotten about that one, with a swift movement of her wand she had it collecting back neatly and moving over to her desk so it wouldn't take hours to sort it back up together again.

If she was complaining about the place being messy, least she can do is not make a bigger mess right? That seemed like a fairly good thing to do, not throw around peoples work for them to clean up as you yell at them. Just sounded rude honestly.

She quickly rifled through the pages to ensure they were all still together and none was missing from them, doing her best to block out the worst of the shouting but enough so she was aware of when she was being shouted at, wouldn't want to upset the poor woman even more now would she? Might give the old lady a heart attack if her blood pressure levels get too high over the millennials.

"If they don't get filed there is a chance you'll come barging over to my desk and throw the papers about, making it harder to file them or get work done as you spend time screaming?" She said quietly, but above a mumble.

She awoke with the shouting, she wasn't quite sure how long she had been asleep for, likely longer then was healthy on a desk. why were people shouting at her? Had she accidentally set fire to something in her sleep? She hoped she hadn't done so again, that'd be unfortunate, especially at work, she might get fired for it, or worse, have a stern talking to.

Upon clearing the gunk from her eyes and sitting up she was very much relieved to see that nothing had been set on fire, no smell of smoke or anything right now. Just her desk, and it seemed an angry Zora coming at her, this would not be good would it? This could be getting told off, perhaps she was to be fired and finally get some sleep, or perhaps she just wanted to shout and curse at people.

She sleepily collected the energy drink bottles and cans off her desk as she looked over the stacks of paperwork, she wasn't doing terribly by any means, to others her desk may seem wildly unorganized with folders and reports scattered everywhere. But to Gris, it was just unorganized with the reports and folders placed in the wrong areas currently. Likely a result of her late night getting worse as time went on , getting more tired and worn down from the the constant hours, she was pulling something like 20 hours last she remembered...

"Quite alot Ma'am. But I'm interested in what you currently think is wrong." She yawned as she turned around to face her, clearing the odd thirty cans and bottles of water or energy drinks from the previous night into a bin from her desk. If it wasn't too late in the day she should try to get something to eat, a burger sounded good, she wondered if any were open right now...or what time it even was, it was hard to tell so far underground in a dingy office.

"Excuse you? This outfit, is amazing, I look, gorgeous, and to top it all off. I, myself, am a queen." She smirked teasingly at him. She didn't see anything wrong with her outfit really, but if he was seeing flaws then something might of been wrong, although they were on a night out so of course it shouldn't really matter the outfit...as long as its not triple denim then you're good.

"What's wrong with the outfit? My top? I could remove it but I'm not up for you seeing my bra." She looked down at herself trying to figure out what he was hinting at, her heels were fine she figured, leggings...jacket and shorts were all good, was it her hair? Oh was her tattoo glowing?

"Is my tattoo glowing or has the butterfly flown onto my face again?" She put a couple fingers on her neck to feet at the tattoo, she could often feel when it glowed but when she had something to drink bets were off, and the butterfly had a nasty habit of taking walks.

If anything it was doing wonders to sober her up as she corrected her outfit and hunted for the butterfly that still occupied her left shoulder.

"You don't know shit about my upbringing." She almost spat with venom in her words.

The girl was just mocking her, like a playground bully finding one thing weak about a kid and prying on it to humiliate them, to get a rise so that they can be justified in bullying, to get the other kid to punch first so they can get into a fight without trouble. As obviously they didn't start the fight, it was the other person they provoked into hitting them.

"And no, she won't be. But you want me to just send a letter saying. Oh sorry your moms dead, how are you anyway?" She started to reach into her pocket to pull out some money, and her wand while she was at it, she wasn't going to just sit here and listen to the girl attack her for actually having feelings, for caring about others. If she wanted to be an emotionless robot so be it.

She tossed the coins for her drink on the table and stood herself up.

"I'm sorry you're above emotions and think that having any is for the weak. I'm sorry you have such a sad life and I wish you the best of luck serving Voldemort." She stared down at her.

Swiftly she turned away and headed to the door, as soon as she had stepped out, and immediately out of the wards, there was a loud crack as she suddenly disappeared into a swirling mass, the last of her being a red glow.