Snow, Tea and other things (Adara)

[Adara Whelan]

Adara listened to what Layla was saying, staying quiet until the end. She wasn’t really a people person all the time. People just kept her from feeling alone and lost. But they really weren’t all that great.

When Layla mentioned the forest, she had to resist smirking. She knew the forest better then almost everyone at Hogwarts. She loved it, and hated it at the same time. It gave her a place to hide… but nature could be cruel; especially at night time. She knew that very well, seeing how once a month, she was part of that cruelty.

“Yea, I have tons of friends” She lied, “Most of them are seventh years though, so I don’t see them as much as I would like to”

[Layla Alderov]

Layla nodded, "then they really aren't friends all that much are they? If you don't spend a lot of time with them or at least attempt to make contact with them then they really aren't your friends. They're just accquaintances."

"Or rather should I ask do your friends know even the beginning parts of who you are? Do they know what you enjoy to do, what makes you smile, laugh, cry, writher in pain? Do they know the entrance to the deepest parts of you? If not, then don't even say they're friends. Or maybe you haven't experienced that yet." Layla smirked yet hiding behind it was a sad smile.

[Adara Whelan]

“I’ve had friends before!” Adara said defensively, her voice rising in pitch. “Who d-“ She stopped and took a deep breath.

“I don’t even know you” She looked down at her hands and leaned back. This conversation was getting way too personal for her tastes.

[Layla Alderov]

Layla's hair hang down in front her face, a smirk displayed perfectly on her face, "did you want to even get to know me when you were staring at me?"

Layla paused, "do you want to get to know me even now? Most people don't, are you willing to take the risk? Like I'm willing to talk to you even though I'm not a people person, and I don't trust others."

Layla smiled, roating her now cold tea cup in her hands. "A meeting of two people into a relationship starts with not knowing the other person, but caring or at least being drawn to that person to begin something. It's an adventure I haven't had in a long time...getting past the inital meeting."

[Adara Whelan]

“Before I just thought you looked interesting,” Adara said, more confused then anything else, “And you are interesting I guess.”

She bit her lower lip and crossed her arms. “I kind of want to get to know why you seem so interested in me. Or are you just this way towards everybody?”

[Layla Alderov]

Layla laughed, "so you can tell me you think I'm slightly interesting and not explain, and I have to tell you why I think you're interesting? I never even said you were interesting."

Layla looked out the window and then turned back to Adara, "like I said, I usually don't get past the inital staring with most people. You're the first to actualy talk to to me, and I want to know what makes you different. I want to know why we met, for I believe there is a reason in every meeting and I'm curious. I guess I'm not interested, as you say, about you but rather about what will become of this meeting, why it exists. And I don't know what I am like or act like to everybody, for everyone takes everyone else differently. For example one person might think a person in tattered clothes is homeless, while another might think them to be a philosopher." Layla smiled.

"So, there you have it. Now you have to tell me why you stayed, and you can't say because I asked, cause you always had the choice to leave at any moment." Layla leaned back in her chair, her hair falling away from her face, her eyes starting to shimmer as if there was something hidden behind the endless black.

[Adara Whelan]

Adara stayed still, her arms crossed and posture frigid. The only change in the time that it had taken Layla to talk was he coloring at the mention of a 'person in tattered clothing'.

"I didn't leave because it would have been rude," she said slowly, as if she weren’t sure whether or not that was the truth. "That and the fact that you speak more frankly then anyone I know. It's weird; like reading a really unpredictable book." She uncrossed her arms and touched the back of her neck. "I should know how you're going to answer me. I talk to enough people. But so far... with you... I just don't know what to expect" Adara smiled and let the unspoken 'but it's kind of fun' show itself.

[Layla Alderov]

Layla smiled in return at Adara, getting what she thought a mutual sort of enjoyment in their conversation. "Your getting to be a bit more frank yourself. You're the first to handle it, my Aunt would always threaten to throw me out of the house, now she doesn't have to." Layla laughed.

"If you want to leave now, I won't think it rude. Though if you want to stay I can't promise my strangeness will remain stagant." Layla leaned forward as if excited about the choice Adara would make, and if she stayed where their conversation would go next.

[Adara Whelan]

Adara shrugged, "I guess I'll stay," she said, hiding the fact that she really was enjoying herself. "You being strange isn't a bad thing at all. It just prevents you from seeming boring."

[Layla Alderov]

Layla laughed, "I never said it was a bad thing. Nothing is truly bad if you think about it."

Layla paused, "it's your turn to say something or ask a question now." Layla smiled as if daring Adara to ask a deeper question than the unspoken rules of strangers just meeting would allow.

[Adara Whelan]

Adara hesitated. She wasnt used to being put on the spot. Not even for something as minor as this.

"Why are you here?" She decided on. It was a question that most people would see as meaning less, but she had different opinions about it. After all, most people wouldnt even know the answer. Adara didnt.

[Layla Alderov]

Layla smirked. It was a question that could be answered multiple ways, or rather a question which spurred many other questions. "Nice question. To some people it would be easy to answer, for example like why I am here in this tea shop. To others it would be why I am talking with you. For me however this question goes deeper than that. A question which is formed in such a way that it can never have an answer."

Layla paused. "Why I am here? In order to answer that question I would need to find out who I am, which is impossible to figure out seeing how my soul hides the inner parts of my being away from me. If I found out who I really am, this would cause psychological torment. As to what here is depends on the conception of reality. Which is also hidden from the mind, for each person lives in their own reality or unreality. But, underneath these surface questions the real one is what is my purpose, why do I exist? I exist because I exist. If I knew my purpose then I wouldn't have a purpose, my life would become an act to obtain that purpose, and no growth would occur. Then to go even further, do I truly exist, what is existence. Is what we call life really life or are we already all in the afterlife, if there is such a thing? All I know is that nothing is a concidence, it is all inevitable, but we all have the power to change what is inevitable."

Layla looked at Adara, "the answer to your question is that there is no anwser."

Layla fiddled with her tea cup, knowing that she could have just thrown the question back at Adara, but she also wanted to see Adara react. Layla wondered what kind of answer Adara would have given, how deep she would have dared to gone.

[Adara Whelan]

"You know what I think?" Adara asked "I think that you must seem like the most annoying person to most. You act almost as if you want everyone to know how smart you are. So you confuse them. You play with them. You spew out all of this philosophical nonsence and expect people to be impressed. But in reality, they get annoyed." She shook her head and grinned. "I'm probably wrong. Maybe you really are that profound. It's really impossible for me to tell." Adara leaned forward a bit.

"I'm here because I want to be. After all; if I didnt, I would have found a way out a long time ago."

[Layla Alderov]

Layla hid the fact that she felt like she had just gotten slapped in the face. She didn't want anything from anyone, she didn't want to prove herself or show off in any way. It was who she was, she loved thinking about life. No, in fact it was torment. Who else, what else was she suppossed to think about when no one talked to her. All she had was herself and her messed up mind. And here she had gone and ruined another possible friendship. Was this what her sister wanted...for her to be alone?

Layla smirked. "You just spoke your mind Ms. Adara. Congragulations. As for why you're here, you can stay. But I've got better things to do than listen to you put a label on me."

Layla stood up, calming her temper or otherwise she would...she would...no she didn't want to think about it. "Maybe you should take your own analysis and stop annoying people who you barely know. You don't even know one thing about me, and if you're so annoyed with me then fine, be annoyed, relish in it even, I don't care what you or everyone else seems to think!"

Layla turned, her cheeks turning red, her body was shaking. She grabbed her coat, knocking over the tea cup, sending it shattering onto the ground. She quickly placed more than enough money on the counter for the damage and stormed out of the shop.

[Adara Whelan]

Adara should have been at least a bit pleased. Well... in her mind that should have been the case. In her mind every new frontier was a success. And making a complete stranger angry was certainly new. Speaking her mind in general was new. But all she felt was a sense of bitter regret. That and an overwhealming sense of anger. She had backpedaled! She had told Layla that she was probably wrong! And the other girl hadnt listened.

Adara stood up and walked quickly out of the store, forgetting to pay for her tea. She just hoped that Layla hadnt gone too far.