the tainted clock is counting down;; ARAGORN

Anna stared at the trophies again in wonder. She had been here before, but the first couple of times, it was at night, and she nearly killed someone the time after that. This time, she looked forward to an evening of browsing the trophies by herself. In her pocket was a dagger, just incase someone decided to interrupt her peace.

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(ooc: is this okaay?)

Aragorn walked around the corner, reading a book. He had a pair of reading glasses on that he hardly used. He wasn't paying attention to where he was going, all he was doing was searching for a quiet place to go. The young boy stopped and looked up, eyes searching for where he was when he recognized the trophy room. He relaxed and spotted the other Ravenclaw, a girl this time. The last girl that he'd met from Ravenclaw had been kidnapped by the Crow because of him. He swallowed slightly and waved at her, going back to reading his book.

(OOC: Perfect. )

As Anna was browsing the multitude of trophies, she heard footsteps. Very loud footsteps. Who could it possibly belong to? Well, someone she didn't know, obviously. It was hard to believe that two and a half years of being in this castle and she barely knew anyone.

She the saw him waving at her and she did the only thing she could. She aimed her dagger close to him, and it landed perfectly on the wall next to him. She smirked, admiring her handiwork.

"Explain yourself," she announced.

Aragorn jumped as the dagger flew past him, his book flying up and landing on the ground hard with a loud thud. He put his hands over his head, staring at the girl with wide, round eyes. He hadn't done a single thing, simply walked into this quiet safe haven and read his large book. He was breathing hard, adrenaline flowing through his veins as he tried to figure out what to say.
"Wha... What did I do? I'm just r-reading!" He gasped, his voice shaky and fearful.

Anna narrowed her eyes at this boy. "Reading, there is nothing wrong with," she replied firmly, "but reading in here? There is." She removed the dagger from the wall and raised an eyebrow. "Tshering. Please to meet your acquaintance."

"Hawthorn... uh, Aragorn Hawthorn. I didn't realize that coming in here would be so bad. I apologize for the er... inconvenience?" He didn't know if that was the right word to use but it sounded like it.

"Hawthorn? Like the wood?" Anna asked in a deep tone, asking him curiously. She nodded. "You are forgiven... for now." She then waited for him to answer her question.

"Yeah just without the E. Why? Is it significant in some way?" He asked, leaning down slowly and picking up his book. He closed it gently and set it down beside him, relaxing ever so slightly on the bench.

"No. I find that rather interesting," Anna replied bluntly, twirling her dagger around her finger. She observed it and immediately forgot that there was another person in the room, ensuing an awkward silence.