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 Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 7:22 am
Clarissa's heart sank even more as she realised he was indeed intending for them to be married. "Sure." she said shortly, and walked off, dragging Marcellus into a hall. She punched him. Not hard, but enough for it to hurt. "You tell my parents I punched you, and you will be in a coffin faster than to can say snitch." she said, fuming. How dare anyone marry her off? And to him! He wasn't terrible, it could be much worse. She paced, calculating how possible it would be to break in and tear the contract to shreds. "I would have to pick the lock.... And it would take a while to find it.... This is impossible." she murmured to herself, trying to work out a solution. "The only way for us to get out of this is for one of us to die...." Clarissa looked at Marcellus. "Or go missing." She was joking, but when Clarissa made one of her often dark or creepy jokes, not all people could tell it was indeed just a joke. ((It should be noted I was playing with tektek and finally got basically what Clarissa is dressed like during this.... XDD))
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 12:12 pm
Marc rubbed his arm where she had hit. He frowned. He didn't hit women... and he didn't intend to start but if she hit him again he was going to be very angry. "Why...If i tell my parents then my dad can get more land out of your parents because you have anger issues..." He glared. His scottish accent still forced out of the way.
He glared and shoved his book into the pocket of his coat. "Just remember... Im stuck with this crap too." He crossed his arms and gave her a good frown. His anger was making him bold. "I was just sold for the title i get when i marry..."
He frowned and started toward his father's office. This wasn't good. His father never backed out on anything... and marc... would be cut off and tossed into a gutter if he pitched a fit.
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 5:09 pm
"Oh, you won't tell, because if you tell my parents, they'll keep me home and you're stuck with me. If you don't, I head off to boarding school in a week, and I stay there for a year." Clarissa told him, glaring at the boy. Obviously he knew a little about magic, but she still referred to Hogwarts as 'boarding school' out of habit. It had been odd when her family found out that after 11 years of homeschool, suddenly she was to be whisked away to school, so they had to call it something other than Hogwarts. She frowned, thinking over her current options. Reaching into a small bag she had, she pulled out a pen and scrap of paper, quickly scribbling a list of options.
• Kill Marcellus
• Run away
• Give up.
Clarissa frowned. This was impossible. She pinched herself on the arm. No, no, no, no, no no no no no no. This wasn't happening.
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 7:01 pm
"Go ahead and watch me." He crossed his arms and headed back toward the hall. "I think i may even have a bruise as proof." He stopped abruptly. "See...it doesn't matter to me... Im going away to school. Im going away to hogwarts, to enhance my education..." He nodded and rounded on her. "And even if i tell someone... then i still get to go... so you have to stay here and be tortured for a year while i get to go away for school... "
"Some how i say thats your just rewards..." He frowned. "Now... If you apologize... and stop looking at me... like I did this to you... then maybe i won't tell. " He frowned. "I don't need to be your friend... But i don't want to be your enemy either."
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 8:05 pm
Clarissa stopped. "H-hogwarts? Of course you are. You could have at least told me you had magical abilities... I asked you." she dropped her head into her hands. "I give up.... I give up." Dropping to her knees, she thought how it couldn't get any worse. "This is impossible, obviously I've died and gone to hell. Alot less fire than I expected." she said. "Please, if I say I'm sorry can everything just be all clichéd and firey? I- I can't handle this. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for all the times I shot B.B. guns at the cat, I'm sorry for harassing the nannies, I'm sorry for throwing all those fits, and scaring away daddy's businesss partners when I was annoyed, I'm sorry for punching you." Clarissa was hysterical(or so it seemed), though she wasn't crying. She was giving up, something she never did. It felt so… perfectly horrible, it was just too bad to be true. "I would rather be dead than banned from going to Hogwarts. Magic is my only joy in life. I couldn't live without it. You wouldn't take that away from me, would you?" she looked up at him with a begging look, eyes brimming with faked tears. Acting to get her way was her specialty, and did it very well.
((I cannot help but laugh at this XDDDDD I have an idea for a plot, you need to PM me))
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 7:46 pm
No....You asked if i could wiggle a damn flower with my mind...
Marc fumed. "Adair dislikes magic..." He crossed to her. "Stand up... i can't have ye goin' weak in the knees..." He crossed his arms. "As i said... I don't want to hate you... and im not easy to hate... Well...thats my opinion." He gave a charming smile.
"Now... I don't disagree that you should go pray to what ever god you believe in, for repentance on all those sins. But i forgive you... as long as ye don do it again..." His accent was starting to come back into his voice as he tried to calm her.
However he frowned. He was easily swayed by tears... He sighed. "Its ok... I'm not telling anyone anything... I need someone to help me get out of this.."
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2011 8:08 am
Clarissa quickly 'recovered' from her little break down. She was a little happy, this boy was easy to trick. Standing, she quickly brushed off her skirt. "Let's see, we have seven full years before... My uncle. He can stop this! I don't know why I didn't think of it before." she smiled when she thought of her uncle. He was the only magical person related to her by blood, and she loved him dearly. "If he can't fix this, no one can." she looked out at the party, wiping away the tears she had caused herself to make. No one could resist giving a teary eleven year old her way. "We'd better go back out there." she muttered. "I'll tell my uncle right away, he'll get us out of this mess." Clarissa lightly shoved him out towards the party. "In the meanwhile act like everything is okay. Try and see if you can find those contracts. We'll need those." She laughed slightly at her performance. Clarissa didn't really have a religion, nor was her family very religious, but that 'hell' bit was perfect. She thought about writing it down, but she decided against it. Clarissa stopped, realizing that they were both going to Hogwarts, and might even be in the same house. She caught him by his shoulder. "Swear you won't tell anyone." she muttered, truly scared. If anyone found out... She didn't want to think about it.
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2011 9:46 am
Marc simply blinked at her. No one was going to get them out of this... Not if it meant Adair would lose his new found land. He sighed and started back toward the party. But he was caught. 'Swear you wont tell...'
He frowned. What an odd thought. Who would he tell? He finally settled on answering. "Why would i tell anyone?" With out any pomp he left back into the hall. He didn't need to deal with her right now... HE didn't need to deal with this whole situation.
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