visiting new places

The big airlane landed in Melbourne Australia at 6:45 in the morning. Most of the passengers at that time were wide awake, wanting to get to bed soon. "Please go in single file out the door on the right, And thank you for choosing our flight." The captain said as the passengers started getting up to leave the plane. As the pasengers got in line, young, Remembrance Lyn, waited for the end of the line to go by her so she could join the line. Memmy saw alot of people she either had seen around the school or didnt know. This is one of the adventures she had been waiting for.

As the line passed her, Memmy got up and joined it finally. The plane had been so crowded. As soon as she got off the plane, she got her bags and started walking towards her motel. It was nice to be in the fresh air and sunshine but it was to hot top be wearing what she had been wearing. She wore a black dress with her hair long and strait. This was one of her favorite fashions so she couldnt help but look like this.

((OOC: BTW Remembrance is not gothic.. she looks like so but isnt.)

Miseria didn't even know why on earth she decided to fly on a plane. She was used to brooms, or just portkeys which were always set there where she wanted to go. But she didn't complain. The flight was rather pleasurable. She loved the view of early morning, and pure white clouds. She even had this urge to open the window, and take this little piece of icecold cloud in her palm, and admire it.
When the plane set, she yawned quietly and looked around. She was never in a rush in such crowded place. Instead, she was sitting til almost all of the passengers were off the plane, and stood finally up, and went at the end of the line. She even saw for a moment one girl with the same style what she had. She was a witch, which was why she looked weird in this wizardring world. Like who on earth would've dyed their hair into blue, and then wear massivly chains on jeans, have chained combatboots, pierced lip, black t-shirt mostly with satanistic text, however, she herself didn't believe in anything, and then a dark exppression, pale white skin which reminded kind of a vampire, although, she was the opposite of it, and then shadows under her eyes. Yes, she was tierd and that's why she had escaped London.

Those so called demons were already annoying her, and hopefully they won't come here. That would just ruin her day. And the world already had their victims. She saw no need to kill powerless muggles. And from that on, she carried her wand always with her, safe in her pocket, though, she doupted that she'll need it today. Hopefully.
She finally got off the plane, taking few deep breaths of fresh air, and smiled to herself. In a few hours the whole Australia will be lightened by sun. Looking around, she saw again girl who was wearing only black, and who had this jealousable black and straight hair. Looking at her, she didn't hide her slight impression. In this country where sun was shining, she didn't believe that she'd see someone with... a gown. But the impression went even bigger when she realized that this girl was her schoolmate. Interesting, huh?

Remembrance stopped to take a while and look around. This was a nice place to relax and such so why rush? Mem looked around for a bit then saw some girl that she had never seen before. This girl was looking back at her. Why on earth would this girl be looking at her? She wasnt even interesting. She was more of plain boring. After a little bit she realized that this girl was sometimes seen at school. It was strange to meet someone this far from home that was from her school.

When the girl stared back at her, Miseria grinned. She never was the one for an eyecontact nor she loved to stare at the people but she was impressed. Impressed to see someone here in this sandy land which soon will become desert. And the girl seemed to be shy because of her looking. Miseria never thought that her glare would be that frightening, yet, she knew that people felt odd when she was around. She could see it, sence it. But like always, she looked like it didn't matter much, and she didn't know what they were thinking about her.
Then she just got tierd of looking at each other. People were passing by, not even looking at two goths on their way, and then she made few steps closer to the girl. She looked younger than she was for year or two. And as far as she could remember, she was from Ravenclaw, right? “I think that I have seen you more than once,“ she said, keeping a distance between them. No, she won't introduce herself first. She'll let the girl reply, and then see what they're going to do.

Remembrance blinked. Her eyes were hurting. She never usually stared at someone so it wasnt much fun. when the girl spoke she had to agree to what she had said. "i have seen u around a bit to. just not much. Im Remembrance.. People call me mem or memmy" She took a few steps forward. she wasnt shy like most people she knew. why wasnt she shy? no one knew she wasnt usually afraid either.

She grinned again. Memm or Memmy. How sweet nicknames! She would kill herself if she'd call herself this way. Besides, those nicknames didn't actually fit her style, which Miseria actually started to love. This black dress was perfect on her.
“It's nice to meet you, Remembrance,“ she said, offering her almost white, and cold hand. Yes, she definately was younger than she. She could even notice it from her big brown eyes. “My name is Miseria.“
If she'd knew that people called her Mis, she'd say it, though, it sounded like 'miss' which she actually didn't like much. The type of taste. “May I ask – what brought you here?“ She smiled at her, but then looked around. No wind, no rain, only sunrise.

(posting as memmy)

Memmy looked at this girl a little longer. "Hello miseria.. may i call u mis... i heard thats what people call you." Remembrance said. From the look of this girl it was hard to tell if she was only human or if she was a werewolf or something. "I came here to kick off the end of summer vacation. what about you?" Remembrance said tiredly. Remembrance wanted to know something real bad. "Are you a werewolf?" She asked curriously.

Miseria raised her eyebrows. Though she'd rather people to call her by her full name, she didn't start complaining about it. Mis sounded like a dog's name... And here was the sick irony. She was a dog. And with that, her impression grew even bigger, and she looked at the younger girl. She was smart. Very smart. She didn't even know that her wolf part was that noticable. Usually people didn't even suspect that she was under the curse. “you are pretty smart now aren't you?“ she gave her a grin instead of saying yes. She was mostly interested how she guessed that.

(posting again as mem)

Remembrance looked at the girl. she didnt even guess that the girl was a werewolf. she just asked. "not really." she said wearily. "I am one too." she said. "its hard being a werewolf that has diabetis. diabetis isnt the best thing to have as a wizard or as a werewolf. being a werewolf was kind of nice. quickly she checked her machine then as soon as she seen her blood sugar was normal, she looked back at the girl.

She raised her eyebrows at her. Diabets? Usually wizards didn't have such illnesses. “And you're a werewolf?“ she asked over. She was a werewolf, though, she did't look like one. Miseria was one of those who's body temperature was way too low, and she was paler than nessesary. She looked at the little mashine thing in Remebrance's hands, trying to figure out how it was working. Yes, she already knew that from that thing people checked their blood sugar. It was odd. She never had any problems with her blood.
“I think that I believe you,“ she grinned at her. Being a werewolf was hard in any ways. It was sick that every time she transformed, she lost control over herself, and killed or gave her best to kill everything what got on her way.