Menewsha Avatar Community - Character Dynamic Sketch. x3

Yep. xD Between two characters for a loosely Hogwarts-based RP I'm doing... but really, they fit anywhere, nothing harry-potter specific about them at all.

Because it's a sketch of the dynamic between them, not the actual characters -
Gentry is a 24-year-old gay bum. The older he gets, the less responsible he becomes. In general (and sometimes quite literally) he's a stowaway on the train that is life.
Jenny is a 15-year-old... well, girl. Just imagine your typical 15 year old in highschool. Concerned about her appearance, has her group of friends, gossips, isn't particularly popular but steers away from the dorks and such.

And they shouldn't have anything to do with each other.
Read, tell me what you think. xD I'm quite fond of this as a character development, and I'm also liking this as a piece of writing - so feel free to comment on both.

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It was rare that someone understood them.

Now, it would be quite easy to say that there are often people that no one understands. But this isn't true. There are strange people, different people. Crazy people, frightened people. There are people who use logic and people who don't, people who follow and people who lead and people who haven't got the guts to do either and stand back to say 'oh, look at them fools!' and do nothing else.

And there are the people who wear these shoes and those shoes, who dress in different colors and twist their fingers in a different manner when putting on makeup, who wear their hair short or long or dark or blond or toxic. And they don't always get along. And they can't predict each other, accept each other, sometimes live with each other.

But in the end, the world needs people who wear different shoes and dress in different colors. For no matter what they tried to tell us about the rules of the world - we learned, in the kindergarden playground when we tried to decide what game to play, that there is no ultimatum - only larger numbers and louder voices.

So we tolerate them all - the different people, the normal people, the crazyfrightenedlogicalleaderfollower-people, we bear with them, and we accept their existence if not the validity of it - and we understand them, because they must be, because that is how the world is.

Jenny and Gentry, each in their own way, fit into the fabric of the world without a crease.

But, for the crease that pulled them together across its surface, a knot where none should have been made.

Here, if the fabric of every creation in the world was knitted together by the hands of a god, had he made a mistake.

Here, two people who had each other, just had each other – and nothing, nothing else to tie them together but that.

Two people who didn’t love each other, trust each other, hate each other, like each other, believe each other – two people who didn’t really know much about each other, who weren’t related or friends or even friends-of-friends-of-friends. They didn’t fuck each other or hold each other or listen to each other, but at the same time they didn’t mind fucking each other or holding each other or listening to each other. They didn’t have a common interest, a common goal, a common enemy –

They just had each other.

They had each other like you’d have a drink. It didn’t mean anything, having a drink. When you have one, you don’t own it – you don’t assert your power over it, you don’t tell it what to do. You aren’t attached to it, you don’t treasure it, you don’t call it names and care about it. And no one can really take it away – they can take away what you’re drinking, but not the act of having one, never. They can end it, but then… who in the world has ever had a drink that didn’t end itself, anyway?

To ‘have a drink’ is just a fact, a statement. It cannot be changed, reasoned or debated, and it’s not worth explaining. And that was exactly how they had each other, Jenny and Gentry.

A celestial mistake, a rip in the time-space-continuum – whatever the reasons, Circumstance had given them each other one Sunday morning on the curb, and they did not question it.