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"I asked if you meant that you found him attractive," said Angel with a small chuckle. She knew that her cousin was found to be quite handsome by many girls, but he was too wrapped up in everything to even notice. She and Levi had always gotten along fairly well, but he usually was off on his own somewhere, Angel fancied herself to be a bit more social than he. "I'd suggest that you talk to him about ancient runes or mythology, those are his favourites." Angel added with a wink.

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Raychel blushed fervently at Angel's question. "I mean... if you... I guess if..." she stammered, trying to find a good excuse. Finally, she realized she was making her situation worse. Sighing, she nodded, defeated. "Yes." she replied softly. She looked up from the counter top to Angel, smiling awkwardly. "Really? Good to know." she replied.

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Angel had to chuckle a bit. She prided herself on having a knack for figuring out people's emotions. "Best of luck to you," said she after taking a long sip of water to get the taste of the meal-replacement shake out of her mouth to no avail. "Always seems that Levi doesn't take much notice to what's going on around him, he's nice enough of course, just a bit... Secluded."

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Raychel snorted. "I've noticed that." she replied with a smirk. Her meeting with him in the Great Hall came to mind. She shook the dreadful memory out of her head and took another sip of her drink. She absentmindedly twirled a strand of her frizzy black hair around her index finger. Releasing it, she watched it curl back up, as if it were the most amazing thing in the world.

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"You know, I think you two would be a good match," said Angel somewhat absently as she used a random charm to add a strawberry flavour to her water. That charm made it much easier to get in all the water she was supposed to be drinking. There was a strange sensation coming from the area where Morgayne's head was, he had gotten the hiccups. Again. Isaiah got them too, but Morgayne got hiccups on a practically daily basis.

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Raychel blushed and looked at her feet awkwardly. "I don't think so." she replied softly. She knew her face said everything, but she didn't dare speak aloud. They hadn't exactly gotten off to a good start, considering he had gotten wrapped up in his runes and she had sort of almost fried him. Raychel blushed more fervently thinking of her little fire elemental temper tantrum. She hadn't meant to loose control like she did, and the strange sensation in her stomach whenever she thought about it caused her anxiety. It was almost as if.... no, it couldn't be. Raychel had thought, for a split second, that he was The One. She shook off the thought immediately. That couldn't be true, not after she had practically set him on fire.

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"Why ever not?" asked Angel. She then thought a moment about Levi's behaviour, he wasn't very good with his own emotions, and tended to be rather apathetic and indifferent about many things. But she knew him to have a very one-tracked mind, once he got focused on something it took a lot of effort to get his mind off that thing. "Levi is different, very reserved, sort of withdrawn. Half the time he doesn't realize that anyone is interested in him because he keeps so busy." said Angel.

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Raychel bither tongue. That explained why he wouldn't even look at her that one day in the Great Hall. Before she could stop herself Raychel explained everything. "... And I sort of accidently almost set him on fire." She finished. She took a deep, rattling breath. She conjoured up a bag of ice and placed it against her forehead.

"I have know idea what's happening to me Angie. I suddenly can't talk to a guy, my powers are out of control. I set fire to things when enotional and am constantly dipping into complete stranger's subconcious minds." She whispered. Tears glistening in her eyes, she raised her head. "This is abnormal. I'm scared Angie."

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"Oh Raychel," Angel said after a moment, and held back laughter. She gave her friend a quick hug and beamed at her. She knew what that was like, of course, she was not afire elemental, nor was she telepathic, but she knew that feeling. She had acted the very same way the first time she met Wolfgang. A pang hit her chest, but when her mind touched lightly on Bradly, it went away. "That's love, there is not a thing to be frightened of." Angel finished.

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Raychel caught Angel's gaze. She didn't need to say anything. The shock was apparent on her face. She didn't want to admit it, but she knew it must be true. She thought that she was too young to know what love felt like, especially since she had just broken up with Jack. She smiled a crooked smile at Angie. "You really think so?"

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"I've seen things that most people my age shouldn't, I'm living the life of someone much older, I've seen fake love," Angel began, at the mention of fake love Wolfgang came to mind, a sharp pain came to her chest. "And I've seen real, true love. That's not puppy-love like little kids get, that's the real thing." she concluded. Angel had been toying with whether or not Wolfgang had loved her, though every time she started thinking on that, she figured if he ever did love her that he would not have broken up with her when she told him she was pregnant. And now there was Bradly, not a day went by when she did not ask herself if he was the one.

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Raychel sighed. Her friend was right. She laid a hand over her friend's in a comforting gesture. She didn't know what she would have done if she had gone through that. She took a swig of her butterbeer and smiled. She couldn't imagine what it must have been like for her. Her previous boyfriend impregnated her, then broke up with her. It must have been hard to live like that.

((OOC: Whoa, my muse just died! Ahh))

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"Look at us sitting around like old women nostalgic for days of youth," said Angel with a forced smile, not wanting this to become a pity-party. Angel performed a neat little charm she had learned which made classical music play in the room from no place in particular. She had read that it made babies smarter if their mothers listened to classical music while pregnant, besides, she enjoyed it better than modern music.

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Raychel laughed as the music began to play. Angel, again was right. It was actually ironic, for they had begun their conversation with a young heart being broken. She giggled silently while taking a swig of her butterbeer. Raychel casually listned to the music, allowing Angel to fill the void, only shrouded in music.

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"That's strange," said Angel after looking at the clock on the wall (only after looking habitually at her wrist, only to remember she did not have a watch anymore). The pub was completely empty, by now she normally would have had at least one customer. "Normally I would have had to wait on a couple people by now," Angel explained, not wanting to have to deal with questions at the moment.