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((Sarah needs to be more social, feel free to come and talk to her. I'm on IRC if you want to chat about it first. xD))

Reaching the end of the section in the book in her lap, Sarah's gaze left the page and traveled out over the lake. Thus far, she had been what she considered successful in learning, despite having had no classes to attend. She had discovered books in the library that apparently were the last texts used when classes used to happen regularly and had been using them as an outline to steadily make her way through the coursework. This self-guided independent study, even in subjects she did not care for much, was more initiative than she had in her first year of college, but then, that hadn't been necessary in a school where they had classes. So far she had determined she was average at wand work and surprisingly good, in her opinion, at Potions and Care of Magical Creatures. It was hard to judge the latter, of course, with only written work and no classes to interact with the creatures, so perhaps she'd have to track down a way to do so. It was the former, however, that she was most concerned with, as there were still things she had questions on and knew she could use a teacher... she just had not gotten the nerve to do so yet.

She sighed, leaning back against the tree as she looked around, unable to concentrate and go back to her book. There were not many people around where she sat, as it was not close to the lake or the castle, but there were enough to observe. That had become one of her favorite non-studying activities, as the temptation to know more about the people from different times and places and races was far too great to resist.

Date: 2006-06-06 12:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] catremistrae.livejournal.com
Grant came down the path to the lake with a bucket of kelp in his hand. He noticed the new student sitting against the tree and waved in greeting. "Is that a good book?" he asked.

Date: 2006-06-06 12:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] catremistrae.livejournal.com
"Thestrals are interesting animals, but ugly as sin. We don't have much use for them at Hogwarts anymore." He was about to hold out his hand and introduce himself when a pale man walked right over Sarah.

"Hey, what are you doing?" he shouted.

Date: 2006-06-06 12:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] a-tin-solider.livejournal.com
Data turned to the man.

"I was not paying attention. I have already apologized."

He turned back to the young woman.

"Are you hurt? Again, I am sorry."

Date: 2006-06-06 12:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] a-tin-solider.livejournal.com
"And I am Data."

He shook her hand, hoping he wasn't squeezing too hard. It had taken him a long time to calibrate an acceptable level of pressure, and he still recieved the occasional comment calling his grip too weak or too strong.

"Please, do not let me interrupt. I was only exploring the castle."

He almost took a step away, then thought better of it, realizing it might be interpreted as hostile, and ended up just standing there, wearing a look of mild bafflement.

It was really kind of cute.

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Date: 2006-06-06 12:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] a-tin-solider.livejournal.com
Data had come out of the castle again, avoiding the game (which seemed to have petered out, anyway) and made his way towards the lake. He had no set agenda, an unusual experience for someone who had spent most of their life in Starfleet, and found that left to his own devices, without a project to work on or duties to perform, he mostly just... wandered.

There were a few people by the lake, of varying origins. He was busy enough watching those around him (trying, always, to understand the hidden subtleties in their interactions, the undercurrents he could never quite grasp but knew were there) that he almost tripped over a young woman sitting under the tree.

"I am sorry. I did not see you. Are you injured?"

Date: 2006-06-10 01:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] a-tin-solider.livejournal.com
"It has been an... interesting experience. With the exception of four years at the Daystrom Institute, I have spent most of my life in Starfleet or Starfleet Academy. I expected Hogwarts to be much like that Academy; however, this is not the case. It is far more... chaotic.

Date: 2006-06-10 02:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] a-tin-solider.livejournal.com
Data lasped into silence for what seemed to him to be a very long time: to Sarah, it would have seemed only a brief second, as if he were gathering his thoughts.

It was true that he valued the friends he had made on the Enterprise. It was equally true that he bore no ill feelings towards anyone: such was his nature, or so he had thought. A grudge requires an ability to hate, or resent, and he could do neither.

And yet...

As he processed his memories of the Academy and his tenure with Starfleet, he encountered more and more examples of hostility; of not being undersootd, and no one taking the time to understand; of being mostly isolated, or patronized, treated like little more than a very complex machine, which he knew in his deepest programming he was not and had never been intended to be. None of which had bothered him at the time. He had just gone on with his plans, watching and learning as best he could, until he was assigned to the Enterprise (less through his own ability than that it was the flagship and therefore an example of diversity, he had always secretly believed) and somehow landed among people who would treat him as... well, a person, albeit an unusual one.

Now, going over those memories, he found they did bother him. In fact, based on his experiences with Lore and the emotion chip, he would go so far as to say they made him... angry. It was nothing like the anger Lore had fed him: that had been a raving, howling thing, like a void - but it was some form of anger, he was quite sure. Bright and hot...

But that was impossible. He hadn't installed the chip: would have destroyed it if Geordi hadn't stopped him.

He spoke. "It depends entirely on what you wish to know. Starfleet is an exploratory force under the purview of the United Federation of Planets, of which Earth is a founding member. While it has defense capability, it is not a fully military organization. I am the third officer of the Enterprise, the flagship. Starfleet Academy is a four-year training school for Starfleet, much like a college, and all Starfleet officers must complete Academy training. The entrance testing is rigorous, as is the workload."

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Date: 2006-06-06 12:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lilypotter60.livejournal.com
Lily was sitting by the lake, staring sightlessly over the water. Sighing, she finally moved, after what seemed like hours of simply thinking. Turning her head as she stretched, she saw a young woman sitting under a tree near-by. Thankful for any distraction from her troubling thoughts, Lily stood up, brushed the grass from her skirt, and walked over near the girl.

She sat down near her - not so near as to be intrusive, but close enough for easy conversation, should the girl desire - and resumed her pensive perusal of the lake.

After a few moments, she spoke, "I used to feed the Giant Squid," she said. "Sometimes my suite-mates and I would nick sandwiches from the house elves and sit out here for hours, feeding the Squid and talking and studying." She looked around and smiled sadly, hugging her legs to her chest and resting her chin on her knees. "It's always so lovely out here."

Date: 2006-06-06 01:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lilypotter60.livejournal.com
Lily laughed. "I was Muggle-born...er, that is, I didn't come from a Wizarding household. Believe me, this place was a bloody dream when I first came. And I thought I was going to die the first time I fed the Squid."

She held out her hand and squinted against the sun. "I'm Lily. I just got sorted a few days ago into Ravenclaw."

Date: 2006-06-06 03:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lilypotter60.livejournal.com
Lily couldn't help it. She threw back her head and laughed. Tears running down her face, she couldn't seem to stem her giggles.

"Well, let's put it this way," she said, struggling to control herself. "You came from a point in time about eight years after I died." Slowly, her laughs died down, and she shook her head. "I'm sorry. It's not funny, actually. It's all rather muddled up."

She sighed and leaned back. "I went to Hogwarts back in the seventies. After I'd graduated, I married James - a fellow student - and joined something called the Order of the Phoenix. We were fighting against Voldemort." She tilted her head in question, "I don't know if you've heard of him. He is - or, rather, he was - the worst Dark Wizard in a thousand years." She shuddered slightly. The sights and sounds from the night she'd died threatened to crowd around her; with visable effort she pushed them away. "James and I had a son, Harry. He's here, actually, in school. Then, when Harry was a year old, Voldemort came to kill him. James died. I died. Harry..." she trailed off and shrugged. "Well, this is where I get fuzzy on the details. Harry survived. I'm still not quite sure how. But, when I...died," she said the word with visible distaste and confusion, "the next thing I knew I was in the Sorting Room."

Laughing again, bitterly this time, she rubbed her face with her hand. "Time has become a very fluid enemy," she said quietly.

((OOC: Well do I know the evils of DSL. No problem! I'm about to leave work, so I'll be off for about half an hour myself.))

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