elnysa | oo1: video. un: lilies.

[ lily potter has had something of a jarring entrance into el nysa, and has remained relatively quiet since her arrival. she's spent most of the time with her ragtag family in some sort of attempt to parse through everything that had happened. and, honestly -- lily hasn't managed to do that. she isn't entirely sure whether or not she could ever do that.

but sitting around and doing nothing is also definitely not her style. she needs to be proactive, to find her spot in this new world. get information, learn how to adapt and survive, and try to get through everything that has happened.

even in times of peace, war is still the predominating factor in how she tries to analyze what in the actual hell has happened.

so lily (a young twenty-something-year-old with a huge amount of red hair and green eyes) presents as tired, but with color in her cheeks and a brightness in her eyes. she's noticed some people have been asking for jobs, and lily knows that she needs to do that eventually, too -- but to introduce herself to her new community of ... well, refugees, lily figured something a little less to-the-point was more appropriate.

information is needed. and in this world, there are so many different people, people who are living openly, that it doesn't seem that magic is so taboo here as it is in the muggle world back home. it's almost refreshing, really, but it also leads lily to a question: ]

This entire world is miraculous, isn't it?

[ literally. figuratively. metaphorically. she's breathing, isn't she? ]

I'm new, here -- I'm sure a lot of other people are going to say the same thing in the coming weeks, and I know people who have been here for longer than I have are probably tired of the questions. [ tough shit is what she wants to say, but ah well. ] My name is Lily, and I come from a world where there are a lot of different types of people, too. I'm not sure how many skills or talents I have that will be useful to any of you, but I do want to know -- how many of you believe in, or practice, magic?

[ that's it. that's her question. but after figuring that that blunt question might lead the suspicious to not really want to answer, she continues. it's a risk, and it feels odd saying it -- but after seeing so many different people, and watching the network closely, she figures it's a risk that could probably pay off in spades: ]

I'll show you mine if you show me yours.

[ lily potter will make ice sculptures out of rain puddles all day if it means someone will give her something to do, thanks. ]

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[ lily, in training to become an auror, learned very quickly that her size is her biggest advantage. people tend to assume she's weak, unable to fight. and, as a result, lily potter (the short thin witch that could) is perfectly capable of taking down someone twice her size.

the problem is james is not twice her size, but also knows her better than everyone else, and isn't nearly stupid enough to just go directly for the --

-- or maybe he is, and lily instinctively jerks her head backwards so james misses, quickly sending two more pillows his way with a pointed sweep of her wand, eyes bright and grinning.

she is not going to lose. thank you. ]

[ oh lily. oh brilliant, wonderful, beautiful, perfect perfect lily evans potter. james knows this about her. knows about her auror training (the same he went through) and the tricks she was probably taught to better use her size.

additionally, she underestimates his training. not of the auror variety, but instead of the marauder kind. where pillow fights were a more often occurrence than studying, and james knows all of the tips and tricks of the trade.

including the feint, to which lily falls for easily - jerking her head backwards just in time for him to change the course of his pillow in a sharp downward motion, this time its target hitting her square in the shoulders at the same time the flying pillows hit him, too. ]

You used magic first! [ as if it needed to be said, aloud, for them both to hear.

which, maybe it does, considering how he pulls up his own wand and the two pillows she'd been holding levitate with his direction. ]

You never said I couldn't!

[ it's a sharp retort, recovering quickly from the hit only to notice that the pillows that used to be in her possession no longer were. and while she scored several hits on james, she has now realized (in a complete amateur move), she no longer has any ammunition.

her eyes quickly scan the room, and the bed, in seconds. for something, anything, to stave off the next assault. and her eyes land on the comforter itself, and she quickly pushes herself backwards to settle onto the sheets of the bed, off of the comforter.

she raises her wand, with a sharp flick, catching james' eyes with a grin: ]

Depulso!

[ -- and the blanket abruptly rockets away from her, toward james, in a massive wall of blanket. an impromptu shield and catchall trap.

she may not have marauder training, but she had a sister, and that was twice as brutal, and rule number one in combat is knocking your opponent off-balance. ]

Not saying don't! Just putting it down who was first here!

[ because that opens doors, mrs. potter. magic or non was a statue passed before each pillow war back in the dorms, and now that the rules have been set, james is more prepared, the pillows now in his command slowly and subtly moving in a wide birth around him and lily, until they are appropriately positioned.

james watches her, holding on his more direct hit for just long enough to see her scooting backwards, and to see her eyes move. too slow he thinks, laughing as she rockets the blanket towards him and using the pillow - still in his hand - to catch the blanket and toss it over off the bed.

at the same time, he flicks his wand and the others go rocketing directly towards lily - maybe a half-second after the spell leaves her lips. sister or no, he's had years to perfect his strategy. and a single opponent is already better odds than he's used to. ]

[ indeed, too slow, and lily can't avoid the barrage of pillows. but in that split second of thought before they impact, she realizes she has a very powerful weapon in her arsenal.

that weapon is that she is lily, and he is james, and, inevitably, she always wins. one way or another.

so when the pillows impact, they genuinely do catch her off balance from her tentative perch on the edge of the bed. and when the pillows hit her, she sort of (ungracefully) falls off of the bed with an oomph.

but the moment that she does, she silently sweeps her wand to collect the blanket from the room, to pull it underneath the bed toward her. to prepare for another weapon. ]

[ so she has decided to play dirty, has she? because it's true. when it all comes down to it, james will relent to one person and one person only, and that person just happens to be one (1) lily evans potter.

which is why when he hears the oomph he is immediately leaning over the edge of the bed, moving the pillow and blanket mess currently around his arm out of the way. ]

Surrender? [ he says, cleverly hiding the way he may be slightly worried he went too far. ]

[ bingo. ]

Since when do I surrender?

[ and with a quick swing of her hand, the moment james peers over the edge and asks his (totally not worried) question, the blanket she had pulled from beneath the bed loops around his shoulders, and she pulls with a silent summoning charm to tug him right over the bed with her.

. . . probably right on top of her. but the point remains.

she does not surrender. ]

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