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 Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 7:51 pm
"Oh, only sometimes! But it's one of those endearing qualities about you that we just love oh so much." Vlaityn teased lightly as she pushed a stray strand of hair out of Sezer's face.
"But for the record, " Vlaityn furrowed her eyebrows and grinned, creating an amused, ironic look. "You do not sound like a git. There is no way you ever could." She finished truthfully before turning her attention back to a certain pair of striking gray eyes. In less than a few seconds, Vlaityn had been sucked in by them and found herself listlessly dreaming of seeing them more often.
And then she caught herself and felt almost as though she had been invading Sezer's personal space. Which was somewhat ridiculous, yet still very Vlaityn.
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 8:04 pm
"Only sometimes?" He echoed, pretending to be displeased with himself. "Well, goodness, I know I can do better than that." He teased lightly, both privately marveling at how he could joke so freely with her and at her choice of words.
And then, of course, there was that shocking roar of fire as she brushed a stray brown-blond lock of hair out of his face. Mentally, he wondered if it'd gotten too long - as it nearly went past his ears now - and whether he should cut it. Next, of course, the little voice in the back of his head made an appearance. It questioned him that, since Vlaityn was his girlfriend, should he not ask her opinion on the matter?
Evidently, Sezer, so lost in his own thoughts, did not notice her staring into his eyes. "Oh, I sincerely doubt that. I bet if I tried I could." He told her with the utmost confidence. He ran a hand through his oddly untidy hair, compared to the rest of his person, effectively messing it up further.
"Do you think I need a bit of a trim?" He questioned, interested in her opinion.
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2009 4:49 pm
There wasn't much time for Joel to do anything before Sophie's lips, and tong was on his once again. Her arms were around his waist, he could feel her silky skin through his white dress robes, and the next impulse of his was to undo his brass buttons from his dress shirt. However, the instant snap of his surroundings brought him back to reality. At that exact moment, a small couple dancing, probably fifth years, bumped into Joel, only making his balance waver, but his feet stayed in the same place.
“Sorry, I'm so, so sorry!” the small girl who was dancing with a taller boy, presumably hufflepuff. However, what house they came from didn't bother him, nor did he care, all he cared about was the soft touches of Sohpie against him.
With a small wave of his hand, Joel dismissed the two younger students, only to return his hand to sophies waist. Joel couldn't care whether or not he had lip gloss on his lips, it tasted good, and only made the kissing hotter. After another moment, and the burning was just a little bit to much to handle, Joel ended the kiss with a slight groan.
“Dammit Sophie, why must you make it so hard for me?” He had a small amount of seriousness to his voice, however the little amount of teasing came through. Sophie, you aren't helping my cause. I'm eighteen, an adult in the muggle, and magical world...And Sophie is fifteen.. There is no way I can go to far with her...At least now. Though, she is so wonderful, and.....Well as Sezer would say 'She can reign me in' however....Oh who am I kidding. I need to be reigned in. I really, really need to get in gear. I have a house, and about twenty grand of muggle money to spend, Taxes to pay, and...Oh s**t, I'll think about that as soon as school is over...Now I think I'll have some more fun, however..Maybe not here.
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2009 5:10 pm
The kiss ended once more making Sophie groan. The greatest things in life always have to end, don't they? Joel had groaned about the situation, making Sophie smile a bit. No she was not the cruel type where they made their prey hurt and complain, she only smiled at the cute face that was in front of hers.
"I'm sorry, it's just hard to resist. " Putting a small hand on his cheek, she had tried to show some sympathy towards him. "If you'd like, I'll just...separate myself from you more." She had started to pull away, aiming for a distance armed dance that could 'cause no further harm to Joel.
I'm sorry Joel if this really isn't easy on you. I've been selfish, but a girl deserves a little fun time...doesn't she? This has to be the closest I've been to a man besides Dad. Oh! The smell of him is dashing! The firmness of his stomach pressed up against me, so...wonderful.
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2009 5:31 pm
Joel stopped in his tracks, once she was away from him, now there was no way he didn't want her. He was arguing with himself. Again.
Suck it up, she is older than you are in most ways, just survive! I've done more things in my life than she has ever herd of! Or at least I hope.. In his mind, Joel began to pace back in forth, yet the expression on his face was almost pleading, as if he needed her physically, and emotionally. Well, at that point, he did not know whether he needed her, or someone, but he was hoping he needed her and not just anyone.
Yet, part of him knew that it was her, however, he was still arguing with himself. “It's not your fault. It's mine. I need to grow up, I have more responsibilities, and I have seriously thought of running away. I hate being responsible, and the only reason I have to stay is my friends, Sezer, and you. Sezer is my best friend. However, if I ran away, would you join me? I can cook!” With a little laugh, Joel pulled Sophienette closer to him, however, this time they weren't face to face, but his arm was around her shoulder, and he started walking. Just, walking. He had no where to go, and he wasn't going fast at all, but he needed to continue in some sort of automated motion. Dancing took to much of his mind away.
I guess this is why I'm a Ravenclaw and not something else....
Joel let out a small sigh and ran his fingers from his free hand through his hair.
“Sophie, don't be sorry. You have no responsibilities, and a heart full of love. I have a heart full of problems and a head full of hair care products.” Letting out a small chuckle from his own joke, Joel turned to face Sophie, and looked over at Sezer. He had apparently finally kissed Vlaityn, and he tucked that away in his mind to use later.
“Do not worry, I'll figure it out, just....Slap me if I go out on a rant. I'll forgive you.” Joel leaned down rather gracefully, kissing her temple before whispering something in her ear.
“I'll forgive you for anything.”
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Posted: Sat Mar 21, 2009 3:26 pm
"Even if you tried..." Vlaityn laughed in a mirth-filled manner. "I'm positive I could pull out my nasty genes and still trump you. Usually, at least." She continued to smile humorously and shake her head. It was true, Vlaityn could have a nasty streak if messed with.
But there were more pertinent things to think about at the the moment. Much like Sezer's hair. Oh, his brownish blondish something-ish hair.
Vlaityn pondered thoughtfully on it. "Well, it is longer than you usually ever let it go." Reaching up, Vlaityn messed with it slightly, apparently still considering it carefully. "But it would look good longer as well. Just less you." Dropping her thoughtful face, Vlaityn snickered at herself and grinned ruefully. "Which doesn't help you, does it? You wanted a solid answer."
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Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 3:04 pm
Sezer smirked widely, apparently feeling quite full of himself. "Well, I suppose you should have one thing you excel at more than I." He grinned at her, hoping to convey without words that he was kidding and meant in no way to harm or offend her. After all, what kind of gentleman would he be if he hurt a female? Much less the girl he had just kissed and cared for deeply - Vlaityn Brales, his girlfriend.
Just then, a peculiar breeze blew in from the Great Oak Doors that housed the threshold to the very Great Hall itself; it was as if someone had forgotten to close them. As such, his brownish blondish something-ish hair sway spectacularly, landing in his eyes.
He sputtered, needless to say, and pushed it behind his ears, though it stubbornly refused to stay. Thus ensued the so-titled "Battle of Hair Obedience". Finally, it seemed to settle half way, if only because it grew bored with the motion of him placing it behind his ear again and again and again ... and again. He focused his attention on her then, smiling smally at her descriptions. "Less me," he repeated, thinking quickly, "I think I'll let it grow." He found, as he recalled that Vlaityn had messed with it, that he rather liked the feeling. If he were to cut it, she wouldn't be able to do that, now would he? Silently, however, Sezer promised himself to get it cut before it reached past his ears.
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 9:24 pm
Not knowing exactly what to make of the shadows passing Ascella's normally beautiful, bright eyes, Kale tried to read her expressions as much as possible. Never before had he cared enough to try to dissect someone's thoughts and emotions. So needless to say, he wasn't exactly a pro at it. Reading people, even those most close to him, was more a challenge than skill. Being so seclusive became such a comfort to Kale, but there were downfalls to everything.
The forced smile. The distance. 'Merlin, dancing can wait.' With Ascella's petite hand in his larger one, Kale lead his damsel down the path he just took. But instead of entering the Great Hall doors, they were exiting them. 'Wasn't like I wanted to be in there anyways.'
"Shall we take a walk Cella? You know, the beautiful and pale look even more exquisite under the moonlight." His smirk found a moment to appear, though it was much softer in the corners. And to keep her hand warm, Kale tucked it into the crook of his elbow.
[[yeah, short and ages late. But it felt like I was semi-godmodding when I typed out more. So I'll just wait for your response Ruka <3 ]]
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2009 6:29 am
((Oh my goodness. You posted. However, now I can hardly think of what Ascella would do. it always turns into something Joel would do. D: I've been playing him to much.))
Looking around the grand room, watching the people, the happiness, the smiles, even a boy who was leaving who had a large shoe print on his face, it all made her want to leave even more. Luckily for her, as her eyes strayed to all the people, unconsciously following Kale wherever she was led, she realized that they were actually leaving the great hall.
"No, I don't mind.." At the compliment, which she guessed was directed at her, she smiled. It wasn't her usual, "stop-tickling-me" smile, but it was a gently smile non the less. Beautiful and pale. Yah, sure. I look like I walked out of a damn leper colony.
The hand that was in the crook of Kales' arm was slightly shaky, however the reasons were unknown to her. With her first and middle finger, Ascella rubbed them in circles, the silver loosely roped ring went up and down her middle finger.
It's such a nice night. To bad I have to be such a party pooper. Then again, I guess I have a reason too. Oh goodness, maybe I should just cheer up. I should act like nothing has happened between Kale and I. The incident on the first day has only driven me away from everyone. Everyone except Dexter, that is.
With an almost unnoticeable sigh, Ascella kept her eyes up at the sky. Her eyes scanned the stars, their white glow only emphasizing the paleness of her skin, and making her corn silk hair look white. Under her breath she was noting all of the constellations. There's Cassiopeia, the seven sisters, Vega. The north star. Her head moved slightly as she spotted all of the constellations. Years ago, her mother had taught her about the stars, and about how she had always wanted to be an astronomer. However, she never got to be one due to her deplorable math skills.
There was something different, something had changed since the last time she had seen Kale. Of course they had there simple "Hello" and "How are you" in the classroom, but other than that, there really wasn't anything to it. Yet, Ascella no longer felt her heart palpitate from beneath her chest. No nervous antics, no lip biting. Nothing.
Maybe it wasn't the situation that's changed. Maybe I've changed.
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Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2009 11:03 am
Joel had led Sophie in some random direction, tempting Sophie to laugh. Some of the most common things made her laugh, she was never sure why. "Oh you'd forgive me for anything would you? Even if I just left right now, right after the best kiss I've ever had?" With this random dancing, she lifted one of Joel's hand and twirled under a few times.
Sophie felt a little silly, making a 'pumpkin juice' out of herself. After a few random dance moves she had rebounded back into Joel's arms, her head resting on his shoulder. She of course wouldn't leave him. "And about your offer earlier, the cooking would be a plus. Considering I can't cook worth gravy sauce."
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Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2009 11:24 am
Joel let her control his movements, her hands in his as she made him spin her. Watching as her dress floated up, and then as she spun, the beauty and simplicity that he had. All of that was at Hogwarts, and the moment he would leave, he would have to face the world.
"Why, how on earth could you leave me? Your as much a part of me as I am of you! Don't you think it would be rather flighty, what, to kiss me so passionately, and several times to boot, and just leave? I don't think you would have it in you. Then again, I would be a foolish banshee to test you." As he spoke, his lips moved closer to her ear, eventually, they met her temple with a rather delicate kiss.
"Gravy sauce. I almost like the sound of that. Though, I think I would be afraid that you would burn my house down." After speaking those very words, Joel shook his head. 'My house'. It's not my mothers house anymore. I have a house..And a business. Oh damn am I screwed.
"Now, how would you enjoy some nice tarts? I can make them in any flavor you desire. From pumpkin pastie, to lemon, and even a strawberry custard. Deserts are my favorite to make, and my favorite to eat." With a wink, Joel wrapped his arm around Sophie, letting her head rest in the space near his chest.
I love these dress robes. White, just like me. Pure, in a sense...Kind of...
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Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2009 11:55 am
"So you think I would burn you house down, now do you? And of course I couldn't leave you in this exact moment. I couldn't even make Gravy Sauce." With a little laugh, she wrapped arms around him waist. The treats he spoke about danced inside her head, hunger hurtling above the horizon. Her stomach growled, herself groaning with it. "Thanks Joel, now you made me hungry."
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Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2009 6:31 pm
"Oh, Dear Sophie! Your hungry! That can never happen! You'l faint! You'll go into a coma! Oh what shell we do!?" Joel placed his hand on his forehead accompanied by a rather mellow dramatic expression and 'whoa'.
After a moment, Joel opened one eye and glanced at Sophie.
"Sophie, will you by my girl?" His expression was loud, his eyes directly on hers, even though it was mildly difficult to do as her bangs were wavering in front of them.
After a moment, or a few, Joel looked over at Sezer and Vlaityn..Hurm, they desperately need to be disturbed.
"Come on Soph. I'll show you a good time." With a wink, Joel Ryan Callendente ran over to his two best mates as stealthily as he could. Looking back, he placed his first finger from his free hand to his lips and mouthed "Shhhhh".
With his swift movements, Joel snuck up behind sezer. One hand still in Sophies, the other was creeping near Sezers temple.
"BOTHER, BOTHER, BOTHER, BOTHER!" With every single time he said that word, he poked Sezers temple. Hehehehe, I hope I don't get my teeth enlarged this time.
That son-of-a-banshee, if he pulls his wand out on me again, I will rape him without a condom.
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Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2009 6:40 pm
Sezer was quite pleased with his current circumstances. He was, more or less, dating this lovely little witch, he appeared to have caught her interest for the moment, nothing had been spilled on his robes, his glasses hadn't broken (not that he'd expected them to), and Joel was off, busily dancing the night away with Miss Sophie. Life was good.
His eyes turned to Vlaityn's own, and, reflexively, he smiled, hoping these warm little butterflies dancing about in his stomach would find someone else to go bother rather quickly. Or, if this could not be achieved, then he hoped that at least Vlaityn had them, too, so he didn't feel like such a git. Indeed, so caught up was he in devising ways to dislodge the butterflies from his stomach and yet still retain this wonderful feeling that he didn't notice that Joel had left his place.
Instantaneously, his dark gray eyes widened behind his rectangular, old Phillips heirloom spectacles. 'Where did Joel get off to?!' Part of him was anxious. On the one hand, he could be off with Sophie, which left he and Vlaityn a slightly more private atmosphere, but that also met that Sophie was fully under Joel's influence. On the other, he could be sneaking up behind him with the intent to do something particularly despicable. Silently, he prayed to whatever deity that had cared to listen at the moment that kissing Vlaityn - and he had trouble thinking the words - had earned him some points, so to speak.
As such, he let out a rather audible, rather loud sigh of relief when it was only Joel's finger on his forehead; a far more appropriate place then he'd been visiting as of late. Therefore, his temper had reigned in greatly and he managed to smile weakly, visibly unsure as to why he was doing this over and over.. and over.
"Joel, what are you doing? Have I angered you somehow?"
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