Why should poetry have to make sense?(Tag: Mary)

A empty building

Mary peered around, keeping her cloak drawn over her head and her wand at the ready. She didn't normally venture down Knockturn Alley, but something had compelled her.

Cazz was walking around in brightly colored clothing nothing on her mind really just on a stroll. Moving passed people and there remarks on her clothing she smiled at everyone nodding happily saying such things as. 'Thank you' 'Oh i know they are nice looking.' She laughed a bit before opening a door that seemed to be rusted through Cazz quickly pushed the door in before looking behind her grabbing a part of Mary's cloak pulling her in. " Hey buddy!"

Mary spun round, half ready to jinx whoever had grabbed her, but recognized the voice and loud clothing.
"Holy shit, Cazz." She giggled. "Way to give me a heart attack." She ran a hand through her hair. "What brings you here? Did you ever manage to get out of, er, that group?"

Cazz laughed lightly shaking her head softly then shut the door behind Mary making sure it would not open up again. " I am thinking... just thinking. Yeah I did. Have been for a while... not my crowd." She laughed again slowly starting to walk up the stairs pulling Mary along with her. " What are you doing around here? Getting yourself in some trouble with the wrong crowd?" She smirked and kept walking.

Mary followed easily.
"Huh. Good for you. I always figured that group was a 'for life' thing. I'm here because I was just bored and curious, never a good combination. Got the mad idea to look around Knockturn Alley."

"Oh it is..." She pulled up her sleeve and the dark mark was still there quickly pulling down the sleeve of her bright red shirt she was wearing. Pulling it up over her hand almost off her shoulder. " Marks of stupidity. Oooo~ you know what they say about that... curiosity killed the cat..." Cazz quickly went to another door opening it up making it to the roof.

Mary cringed a bit at seeing Cazz show her the dark mark so plainly.
"Yes, but cats have 9 lives." She countered, quickly recovering and following Cazz up to the roof. "And I'm fairly confident I can handle myself."

Cazz turned around and smirked at Mary. " I believe we all know that!" Grinning happily Cazz going over to the edge looking over. A sigh taking her over as she looked at Mary. " Can I ask you something?"

"Of course." Mary replied instantly, draping an arm around her friend's shoulders and looking out at the rooftops. Many of the shops had seen better days, but Mary was more focused on Cazz than anything else.

Cazz leaned against her a bit thinking. " Am I a bad person? I want your honest opinion...You know almost everything about me... what I've done... who I have been... I just want to know what you think." Looking back up at her there was some sorta thing in her eyes. Something that may have been a cry for help or maybe just a crazy thought passing by.

Mary mulled the question over for a second, thinking about everything she knew about Cazz. Being a DeathEater, trying to read a book of destiny, getting hooked on booze and drugs... Always having a positive spin on things, starting her own business, cleaning herself up...
"Sweetie, you may have been a bad person at one point, but as long as I've known you, you've tried your damndest to do the right thing. That's pretty much all that counts in my book."

Cazz smiled now, some times she need reassurance on some things. " Thank you Mary... you don't know how much I needed that." Laughing a little she ran a hand through her hair playing with the ends of it. "Its my dads birthday today..." she sorta whispered it unsure if the words were really coming out of her mouth.

She hugged Cazz. "That's what friends are for, Cazzie. Do you want to get your dad something? Visit him?" She didn't know much about Cazz's family. She rubbed her temple with the heel of her palm, feeling a headache coming on.

" He's dead." She said softly with out emotion quietly running a hand threw her hair again looking back up at Mary smiling before frowning. Putting a hand on her back softly. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Sorry about your dad. Did you want to visit his grave or something?" Her headache would pass, likely with a vision. Right now she just wanted to be there for Cazz.

Looking around carefully she shook her head letting out a sigh. "No... its okay." Thinking back to the day. The day when. Quickly cutting her thoughts off short before asking quietly. "Are you having another vision?"

"Not yet. They've all been really boring lately." She turned around and sat against the half wall, leaning her head back. What would it be this time? Just because something changes your life doesn't mean it'll be interesting to see beforehand, like redoing her flat, or working at Deja Vu during the downtime.
Her and Cazz. Lying together on a garish bedspread, laughing.
"Well that was weird and uninformative." She muttered, pulling herself back into a standing position. "I think we might go on a road trip or something. We were in a tacky hotel or motel or whatever." She smiled at Cazz.

"Ohhh maybe were running away from the law?" Se grinned happily sitting down on the edge of the building kicking her feet softly eyes closed in thought. "That would be fun," Cazz laid back on the old dusty roof looking up at Mary. " So hows the boy toy search going?"

Mary shrugged. "I found a cutie at the home improvement store, but when I tried to flirt he said he had a boyfriend. Haven't really found anyone besides that. It'll happen eventually. Be careful you don't fall." She grinned lazily, easily switching topics as abruptly as Cazz herself.

(I'm headed to bed, finish this later :) )

( alrighty night night.)

Cazz laughed lightly know what Mary was doing, it was the same thing she dose all too often. "Oh its always the gay ones that are taken." She snapped her fingers ruffling her hair quickly. "If I was going to fall it would take more then a building with a few stories. Lets play a game!" She got up on the ledge walking along it wobbling every so often.

"What kind of game?" She asked, furrowing her brow and looking up at her friend. "'Cause I am not getting up there." She didn't really have a fear of heights, but balancing on the edge of a building could give her one, and fast.

Cazz laughed slightly spinning on her tip toes before landing flat on her feet. Wobbling a bit she stepped down looking at Mary. "Its just a couple stories high... never have I ever is always a great game."

"A couple stories is far enough to hurt, and you'll fall too fast to be able to use any spells. I think I've played that game once or twice. You put your fingers up and put one down when you've done something someone else hasn't, right?" She grinned, thinking up stuff she had done that Cazz likely hadn't.

" If it was my time to go I will go." Smiling happily as though death did not bother her in the lest that she was. Sitting on the ground again smiling nodding. " Yes mama that is what I speaking of." Grinning happily she clapped her hands.