A Moment to Breathe

This includes the forest, lake, quidditch pitch, and anything else within reasonable walking distance from the school.
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Eric Brandski
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Re: A Moment to Breathe

Post by Eric Brandski » Sat Aug 18, 2018 1:00 pm

"C'mon," Eric said, looping his arm through hers. He had never shyed away from touch. It wasn't extremely English of him, he knew, but his Mum and Da where always big on physical affection and he had gotten into the habit of it. "I'll take you on a tour."

Morrgian Delaney was unique in ways Eric enjoyed and appreciated. Sure, he didn't approve of her loyalty to the family business, but she was firm in her stance. Assure from a day trip to France every now and again, Eric had never left the UK. And Morrgian had moved in from--well, he didn't remember, but he was sure it was cool.

As they walked, Eric pointed out certain spots. Like the tree where a kid broke his arm when they were all in first year because he had tried to Wingardium Leviosa himself as he jumped and messed up on the wand movements. Or the big rock that another kid had been stripped and tied to in third year after losing a bet. Or spot where a girl threw up last year when someone switched her gum out for puking petals. "Not the kind of tour you got earlier, am I right?" He asked grinning over at her.

They finally got to a spot by the lake where Eric grabbed Morrgian by the waist and lifted her up onto a large fallen tree. "This is my favorite spot," he explained, climbing up after her and gesturing to the long stone that made a sort of bench overlooking the waters. "Great to being a boyfriend, girlfriend, a really good book," he shrugged, "you name it. It's out of the way and only a handful of students actually know about it." He grinned at the girl next to him, "Welcome to the club."
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Re: A Moment to Breathe

Post by Morrigan Delaney » Sat Aug 18, 2018 2:28 pm

Morrigan blushed a bit as his taking her arm. This was a very new attitude from a guy towards her. She wasn't entirely sure how she felt, but she could sussed out that it was positive. She didn't know him well enough to truly like him yet, but she was certainly getting there.

As they walked, she took in all the sights he pointed out. It wasn't quite what she was used to; it was very quaint. Not that Gammla Uppsala wasn't steeped in it's own thousands of years of history. But somehow hearing about a hazing rock was a bit more acceptable than having a history professor excitedly point out the trees that the human sacrifices to the gods and goddesses had been hung from after being gutted. Part of her missed it though; that and her freedom to leave with her parents every weekend or holiday to somewhere new and exciting like Thailand, Hong Kong or Mexico.

Her family was nearby though, so she supposed she couldn't complain. Mom and her siblings plus Cana were here. Dad was only down in Edinburgh. Even grandfather was only a few hours away down in London opening a new branch to the family business. How they'd never opened in London was beyond her, but she was sure it was pure, stupid politics. Bribing the right people would get things moving along, she was sure.

"Certainly not the kind of tour I got earlier. Or the kind of tour you'd get back home. A tad less gruesome if nothing else," she grinned. "Gammla Uppsala has an...interesting history. It was once the place that people and animals were sacrificed to the Norse gods."

She startled a bit as Eric lifted her. She wasn't entirely sure he'd be able to do so. She was considerably more....stout than her sisters were. But lift her he did, and she could feel that tell-tale blush creeping up again.And the more he talked, the more noticeably red she could feel herself getting.

"Well," she smiled softly, "don't I feel special?"

Cana and Vesper were going to murder this poor boy.
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Re: A Moment to Breathe

Post by Eric Brandski » Sat Aug 18, 2018 3:17 pm

Eric notice that Morrgian's face was looking incredibly flushed. He hadn't thought the walk had been very tiring, and she looked healthy and able, but perhaps she was recovering from an illness or had asthma or something? She didn't seem out of breath, but it would probably be a good idea to rest for a bit. Eric lept from the tree trunk before turning back and helping Morrgian down.

"Once you start making friends," Eric told her, escorting her to the stone bench, "You can take one here. You can only take one person though." It had been explained to him when his mum had taken him here during his first year. "If too many people know about it, it loses something, you know?"

As they made their way through the long grass, Eric reached up and grabbed a bundle of honeysuckle. He popped one of the flowers into his mouth before offering some to her. "They're sweet, if you've never tried them." He liked this place. Part of him really hoped she did, too.
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Re: A Moment to Breathe

Post by Morrigan Delaney » Sat Aug 18, 2018 7:42 pm

Morrigan got down easily enough with Eric's help. She probably could have (and should have) gotten down on her own just fine, what with her experience with horseback riding, but she wasn't about to say no to his gentlemanliness. She did feel a slight surge of disappointment when Eric said she should eventually bring a special person there. She shouldn't have assumed he liked her. After all, she was younger than him and not nearly as pretty as her sisters.

She did smile a bit as Eric handed her a honeysuckle to try.

"I've never tried a raw honeysuckle. I've tried other flowers though, candied and not," she explained. Taking a bite of the flower, she grinned a bit. It tasted very good. "I like it! It's not like violets or roses. Those are the types of flowers I've tried before. Well, that and culinary lavender. That was a bit of a trend of a few years back. Couldn't go to any nice restaurant without having lavender in something. It's good, but I got a bit overwhelmed with it, you know?"

Perhaps she shouldn't be dropping so many hints into conversation that her family had a lot of money. She knew that could be a point of contention for a lot of people, and a somewhat well deserved one. While her family had done a lot of good in the world (in Morrigan's opinion at least), she knew there was some underhandedness to her family. Her grandfather, though she loved him, was far too shady to keep his hands completely cleaned. She wouldn't be surprised if something scandalous came out one day.

Perhaps that was why London was pushing back so hard against giving him the rights to a branch here. Oh well, he could always circumvent them somehow. He always had.
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Re: A Moment to Breathe

Post by Eric Brandski » Sun Aug 19, 2018 1:58 pm

Eric shrugged easily, "I've really only had wild grown flowers. Mum helped run her folks plant nursery when she was there for the summers. She's the one who taught me about which ones were edible." He smiled at the memory of going hiking on one of the rare days both of his parents got off. His mum had collected flowers along the way, pointing out the characteristics of each. He had been more impressed with his mum's knowledge and enthuesasum than with the plants themselves. His Da, likewise, hadn't taken his eyes off Emily the whole time.

Eric had always wanted that. Someone looking at him as though he had created the stars. When he was thirteen, he had given up on it ever happening. Not because of childish boredom, but because he had learned enough to know he wasn't as outgoing as either of his folks. You couldn't have a fairy tale love of you refused to talk to anyone. In fact, he figured Morrgian was his first non-forced friend since he attended Muggle primary school.

"Do you like to eat out?" Eric asked, catching on to what she had said earlier. "I usually have anything I can't cook ordered in. And since I burn anything I touch, I order in a lot." He laughed at his own joke. He usually laughed because no one else did. He didn't understand why. He was the funniest person he knew. He laughed again. Boy, he cracked himself up.
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Re: A Moment to Breathe

Post by Morrigan Delaney » Sun Aug 19, 2018 3:14 pm

"That's really cool!" Morrigan exclaimed. "My aunt and uncle have a farm, but I don't think they grow many edible flowers. Well, besides broccoli, of course. I really love Herbology, myself. A plant nursery sounds very cool."

It honestly did sound like a dream to Morrigan, living somewhere wild with nothing but plants and animals (and maybe one other person) around her. She loved her family, but it was so crowded being one of five children and one of thirteen grandchildren. She often found herself envying Bjørn, Thyri, Ylva, Sylvi, and Sigyn. While there were also five of them, they had a huge farm they could spread out on and not see each other all the time. She supposed she should like Hogwarts for that reason: it gave her and her siblings some much needed space.

She perked up a bit at Eric's questioning and laughter, and tried to think of a way to explain her dining experience without sounding stuck up. But if he could afford to order in a lot, it might not sound so bad.

"Well, in my mom's old job, there was a lot of eating out. Especially with families. A lot of times, it was just Mom and Dad, and they would bring us back something packed up from the kitchen. But sometimes, we'd get to go too and meet everyone's else families. Those were nice. I've gotten to go a lot of places and try a lot of different cultural foods. It's been good! My favorite, I think, is Japanese food. I just love sushi and curries and all that good stuff. What about you? What's your favorite type of food?"

She could tell he wasn't a guy of many words, but she wanted to encourage him to talk. He seemed really nice, and she definitely wanted to get to know him better. Especially before he met Lyssa or Dahlia.
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Re: A Moment to Breathe

Post by Eric Brandski » Sun Aug 19, 2018 10:53 pm

Eric nodded when she started talking about Asian food. It was neat that she liked ethnic things. Some people were so boring, but the more he got to know Morrgian, the more he liked her. She had a way about her that he enjoyed being around. Maybe his mum was right and he just needed to find "his kind" of people.

"I like Indian, curry and stuff, too," he told her. "My mum has to do a lot of business meetings, too. I got to go to one in an Indian restaurant where you had to eat everything with you hands." He grinned brightly at the memory, "That was fun. Mum was so flustered. She doesn't like her hands dirty."

He had a feeling it had something to do with her parents being German, but he had no honest clue. Eric had never gotten a chance to meet either set of his grandparents. The Losse's had died in a sailing accedent before Eric was born, and the Brandski's hadn't been able to stomach the thought that there son had fallen in love with a German and had cut him off. It was fine by Eric, though. He didn't want any relationship with someone who thought like that.

"It's going to be a shock, you know," Eric told the girl beside him as he popped another flower into his mouth. "Your mum having a teaching salary, now. You'll get used to it after a while, though. My da was a surgeon. He moved to family practice, though. We downsized a little in the house and cars, but he likes family practice better." Eric shrugged. "He's happier, so what else matters?"
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Re: A Moment to Breathe

Post by Morrigan Delaney » Sun Aug 19, 2018 11:34 pm

Morrigan smiled.

"My aunt is Indian. Well, Indian American. She makes the best food in the world, including traditional Indian food. I know she sends it to my cousin Cana all the time; maybe I could persuade her to send some to me, and...um...we could share? She makes perfect tikka masala."

She felt her face heating up at how forward she was being. It was ridiculous really. It wasn't like she'd never talked to a boy before. But he seemed genuinely interested in her. Not her looks. Not her family name. And not her family's money. It was rare and valuable in a person, to be perfectly honest, and she wasn't entirely sure how to manage it.

She froze at what he said next though. He really had no idea how much money her family had, if he thought for one second that his mom would be somehow dented by a teacher's salary. Her mother and father could have conceivably decided to never work a day in their lives and still had enough money to provide for their future grandchildren. Her grandfather's father had been a shrewd businessman, yes, but Sigurd had ballooned the family business to ridiculous levels. The money her mother alone had earned in the two decades she'd worked for grandfather was ridiculous.

But that would be gauche to say, honestly. And he might be the type of person who thought people with money were all thoughtless, selfish, and gross. And Morrigan couldn't bear the thought of that.

"Haha, I think we'll be okay. Besides, where can we go out to eat around here? Can't even make requests to the House Elves from what I understand."

"What type of surgery did your father practice?" she asked, quickly moving the subject away from money. "It's really cool that he decided to change. My dad decided to change gears too. He used to work for my grandfather, but now he works for a company that makes Muggle motorcycles. It's much more suited to him I think. And he and my mom both seem happier, that's for sure. I think the business world was a bit too much for them. Probably for me too," she continued honestly. "I'll leave the family business up to Lyssa, Cana, and Bjørn."
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Re: A Moment to Breathe

Post by Eric Brandski » Mon Aug 20, 2018 10:19 pm

"He was a neurological surgeon," Eric said offhandedly. Shmuel had only gone to medical school because of his parents. After they disowned him, he had continued on to pay off his bills but he had never been happy. The family practice didn't pay as much, but it fed Shmuel's soul, so it was worth it.

"Does your aunt still in America?" Being raised the only child of only children, the concept of a large family was I ntresting to him. He had already decided that he wanted three children, at least, so they would never be alone. "Do you get to visit her a lot?"

Morrgian had mention she traveled with her family. She was lucky that they had enough time to do things like that. Eric leaned down and plucked a smooth up from the grass. He held it in his hand a moment before skipping it into the lake. It bounced once... twice... three times. The boy raised his eyebrow in a challenge before handing another stone to Morrgian.
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Re: A Moment to Breathe

Post by Morrigan Delaney » Mon Aug 20, 2018 11:12 pm

"Oh that's very impressive!" she said, honestly. "I understand that's one of the most difficult types of surgery. I can definitely also understand why he chose to go into family practice. The stress of neurosurgery would probably kill me!"

Morrigan wasn't into the high stress life. She was incredibly lucky to not have to worry about it, she knew. She could be whatever she wanted to be and her parents and grandfather would still support her. She had a lot of Ideas about her future: photographer, travel writer, poet. All of which was conceivable because of her family's support.

"Aunt Daciana lives in Oslo with Uncle Aleksander," she explained. "Though they do travel back to Manhattan a lot to visit Auntie's father. He runs a jewelry business. Auntie sometimes helps him design stuff. She used to model for the company, but she stopped when she hit...well, old enough that she thought it was time to bow out of modeling. I think she's still got it, but apparently she wanted to stop," Morrigan shrugged. "I think my cousins Sable and Scarlett might model for his jewelry company when they get old enough. He does a lot of pretty stuff."

He also had given a lot of showroom pieces to her mother, her sisters and her. Jigishu was such a nice man.

She watched Eric skip a rock across the lake and smiled. It was so sweet and quaint. She'd done it a thousand times in the bays of Svarlbard or at the beach at Møllebukta. But now she was especially aware of herself. Morrigan took the small stone, threw it, and watched as it pathetically skipped twice and sunk to the bottom of the lake.

"Oh," she said dumbly. "Well, I suppose I have other talents...."
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