A sort of homecoming- Silisia

[WILLIAM JOHN CAIN]

While William waited for someone to come and greet him in the entrance hall, he had a quick look around, as he was often so fond of doing. He spun on his heel and looked around the door, then along the walls, then around his feet and legs. There were pictures scattered along the wall, but not as many as you often saw in others houses, and there was a nice, bouncy carpet under his feet. William did not realise how long the owner had lived here, but he mentally cursed himself for not visiting sooner. He was such a people-person, and he loved having a chat to most people he met in the street, whether he knew them or not, but he had just not bothered visiting this farm which was so close to his own house! Shaking his head, he turned around and noticed two people standing before him.

The younger of the two, a pretty girl who looked very innocent, asked him who he was with a confused expression on her face. William was about to respond, when an older male walked into the hallway with the girl. The man was half undressed, and his eyes looked so sunken he had obviously only just woken up. The man walked and stood in front of the girl, in a seemingly protective stance. Maybe these two are a couple. William thought to himself. The man talked aloud to someone, the someone he assumed to be the younger girl behind him, and berated her for the amount of visitors who had appeared today.

The older man was getting his primeval instincts a nice airing as he acted the bad guy, attempting to display dominance over William. William, however, was not interested in any conflict. ‘Well, I did knock and the...’ Just as William started to explain how the door simply opened, he was cut off as another person entered the already packed hallway. The woman, who was older than the other female and appeared to exert more dominance by merely her expression, had her wand out and she fixed William with a steely gaze that would have made a blood-hungry Wolf think again. The angry woman pushed past the other male and raised his wand so it was pointed straight at Williams face and told him to get out of her house.

William raised both of his hands, palms facing forward to show that he was not carrying any weapons and that he meant to harm. ‘Whoa, whoa!’ William said in a slightly high pitched voice, taking one step back. ‘I just wanted to come around to meet my neighbour! I live just up the hill!’ William said, looking at all three of them in turn, but he never took his eyes off the wand-wielding woman for longer than 2 seconds. ‘I know in these times you need to be cautious, but do I really look like a Death Eater?’ He nodded down at his attire. ‘I mean, of course, I could be a Death Eater disguised as a scruffy, rather good looking guy, but...’ William shook his head and cursed his babbling, something he was prone to doing when he was feeling threatened and scared. ‘But I wouldn’t have just said that if I actually was one.’ He recovered quickly. ‘I’m just here to say hello and meet whoever owned this house, but I can see that you’re busy.’ His eyes flicked onto the half naked man and onto the younger girl, of whom he could only see her eyes poking out the crook of the man’s arm. ‘I’ll be going.’ He looked at the dominant woman for another second, before he turned around and started to walk out of the still open doorway.

[CONNOR GAVIN FLYNN]

"Ah! Hold on a second... whatever your name is!" Connor called after the strange scruffy man who'd just walked in through the door and grabbed Silisa's arm, pulling her back with ease to face him. He wasn't much of a fightey person, but compared to him, Lissa weighed close to nothing- and perhaps to this stranger she may have been an intimidating crazy lady, but as far as Connor was concerned, this was just his slightly insane Lissa in one of her worse moods. Goodness knows he'd known her long enough to know how to handle these. He turned her abruptly to face him, avoiding hurting her as much as he could- he knew Sil wasn't a fan of physical contact, but he also knew that she wasn't a fan of people in her house, and something about sending a neighbour away on such bad terms didn't settle well with Connor. What if they ever needed his help? Plus- what really had this guy done?

He sighed, not letting go of Sil as he made eye contact with her and his arm slowly pushed her wand down. "Sil; this guy isn't going to kill you." he said, slowly, his voice firm but soothing at the same time. "Just a friendly neighbour, coming to check out the neighbourhood," he loosened his grip on her a little although keeping a stong enough hold on her to make sure that she didn't turn around any second and hex the poor bloke still in the doorway, "Don't try to kill the guy for being friendly!" He stared at her for a couple of seconds, trying his best not to crack a smile- despite how serious Lissa was, her being this mad was just... well, adorable in a way. He tried to keep a straight face though, making sure that his words were getting through to her. He doubted she'd like this guy any more than she did at the moment, however, he was sure that she'd calm down. Atleast a little bit. Well, enough to not try to kill this guy. "I'm now going to let go of you. Do not hex him Lissa, seriously." He slowly let go of arms, but moved in front of her to block Lissa- just in case, and turned around to look at Nalean.

"Er, make sure she doesn't attack me from the back, would you?" he asked, grinning at her slightly, before he turned around to face the scruffy guy. "We were just going to have Lunch," he said easily, trying to keep his friendliest smile on his face. He was more than eighty percent sure that this guy wouldn't turn around and kill them any second. He seemed far too... oblivious. "Why don't you join us?" he offered, giving Lissa a quick glance that basically said if she objected he'd chuck her over his shoulder and make sure she ended up somewhere on a haystack in the barn. "Lissa and Nalean'd love that, wouldn't you two?" he added, unable to resist challenging Lissa a little, with a mischevious smirk.

[NALEAN KAILYN SILVERSTAR]

A sigh emitted from her lips at Connor’s words about some women finding stalkers hot. “Well fortunately, or unfortunately I have a suspicion that neither of us find them hot. In fact I find them downright creepy” she said with a small smile on her face, glancing back at Connor as she followed Silisia back into the kitchen. A laugh came out of her at Silisia’s response to Connor. She guessed these two often teased one another. Although to be honest, so far it had been fairly easy to tease Connor. Nalean tilted her head at Silisia’s words about Connor. “Let me guess, he’s the kind of person who burns toast by just looking at the toaster in a funny way?” she asked, guessing by her aunt’s words that Connor was not much use in the kitchen and just got in the way.

Nalean turned to see Connor walking into the hallway and rolled her eyes at his question. “I just asked the exact same question” she exasperated. A moment later Silisia joined them, but unlike Connor and Nalean who had had a relatively relaxed appearance, she entered the room like an animal that had just been cornered. The nervous energy that emitted from Silisia was obvious. Silisia told the man to leave and he was about to do so until Connor stopped him. Connor had to be insane. She bit her bottom lip at what Connor said, surely he knew in times like these you couldn’t trust any random stranger who came off the street. It didn’t matter how innocent and oblivious that stranger looked.

Nalean raised her eyebrows at Connor’s words. “Sure, although you’re not the person she will attack first” she said nodding her head in the scruffy man’s direction. Nalean just managed to stop her mouth from dropping open at Connor’s offer. “Are you mad?” she mouthed at him when she thought he was looking her direction. He had to be, why else would he invite someone in for lunch who Silisia had just ordered to leave? Connor being completely and utterly mad was the only logical explanation for his offer. “We would? I..I mean of course we would” she said giving Connor a look that read what the hell are you thinking? “Who wouldn’t want a complete stranger joining them for lunch in times like these” she added shooting Connor an angry look. Was he trying to make Silisia attack him? “By the way” she said turning to the man. “You never told us who you are?”

[SILISIA ANJA DE'ATH]

There was no feeling quite like uncontrollable anger. It coursed through a person’s veins, sharpening the sense to a level where rational thought was not needed to perceive the world. Her breaths were short, as the anger was preventing her from taking deep, easy breaths to calm herself. She watched the man in front of her carefully, like a panther ready to pounce on her prey. Her muscles remained tense as many jinxes and hexes ran through her mind, each more ridiculous than the last. A small touch of triumph rippled through her mind as the man began his hasty journey away, his voice babbling excuses. She could not trust that he was not a Death Eater, sent for some kind of mission. She refused to trust anyone. She began to lower her wand as the man made his retreat.

However, her glimmer of triumph was short lived. Her rage flared up again as Connor stopped the man from leaving and then had the audacity to physically remove her from the situation. She stumbled after him and her wand landed on its new target. Anger raged violently in her eyes as Connor lowered her wand.
“Well, how do you know that,” she hissed back, hardly believing how naive Connor was. And now he was preaching to her that the man was being friendly! How dare him! Instead of calming her, Connor had done exactly the opposite. She remained dangerously quiet, even as he let her go. She eyed Nalean up as if to ask what she was going to do about it if she did indeed hex Connor.

“No Connor, you will be having lunch,” she said sharply. She glanced at Nalean in apology before tucking her wand in her pocket. She turned to Connor. In her current state of mind, she doubted it would be a good idea to remain. She took a deep breath, trying to calm the raging anger.
“My house better be standing when I return,” she growled, and turn on heel. A large crack echoed her departure as she apparated away

as far as way too short sorry. I have no muse hence why she left.. the eye can see im wearing. under your command nalean/openish. i will be finished. your guardian REAL SLIM SHADY !? @ caution 2.0

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[WILLIAM JOHN CAIN]

Pausing in the doorway, William turned around as he was called by the only other man in the room. As William turned around, he was met with the other man holding the crazy, wand-wielding lady by the arm, looking very exasperated and stressed. William frowned when he realised that he had a hold of the woman, and no matter how much her actions called for someone to put a stop to it, he still disliked women being manhandled. Moving the negative thoughts to another part of his mind, he listened to him try to persuade the woman called “Sil” to calm down. Williams mind raced as he tried to figure out her full name, as Sil was quite obviously an abbreviation. Well, it couldn’t be Silly...although she is acting it! He thought to himself, having a private chuckle in the depths of his mind. He continued to listen to the half-naked, strange man speak. After he attempted to berate Sil, the man moved in front of her to seemingly protect William from any impending attacks. William appreciated this, and smiled slightly to thank him.

The other female in the room, a younger blonde, didn’t seem as confident as the man when it came to welcoming William into their house. William sighed quietly as she seemed very flustered and annoyed at the man’s open invitation to their hospitality. Of course, William completely understood all three of their attitudes: they all lived in hard and testy times, where anyone could be a Death Eater in disguise or even someone who has been enchanted to be their puppet and do their dirty work for them. In fact, he would even go as far as to say that he would have acted the same if someone seemingly barged into his house without waiting for someone to let them in. He didn’t just barge in though, he knocked and the force of his knock caused the door to open. It took William a few seconds before he realised that the younger girl had just asked him a question, albeit a badly phrased one.

‘No, I suppose I haven’t.’ He said, feeling a little annoyed at how they were acting with him. Surely, if his intentions were dark, he would have acted upon them already? He was considering whether the answer with his name, or snub them and keep them in the dark. Also, he was considering whether to resume his walk firmly out of the door, or stay and settle their nerves while having a lovely lunch. Just as he was about to reveal his intentions, he was interrupted by the crazy lady, the other female in the room that wasn’t the young blonde, decided to pipe up and let the man know exactly how she felt being berated and blocked. She tucked her wand into her pocket, shot a spiteful remark at the man, who was seemingly called Connor, and made her way out of her house, letting them know that she expected her house to still be standing. As the echo of her apparition crack ricocheted around the area, William turned back from where Sil disappeared and shrugged at Connor and the young girl. ‘I don’t think it’s wise for me to stay, especially as I have caused so much ... ill feeling.’ He shook his head, as if he was trying to rid a troublesome fly from his head. ‘I will leave you two in peace.’ He turned on his heel and walked out of the door. As he was about to disappear, he turned his head back towards the strange couple inside the house and said: ‘My name is Cain, by the way. William John Cain.’ He winked, and apparated with a shark crack.