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 Posted: Wed Apr 08, 2009 6:52 pm
*Viciously twists his hand in the boy's hair again, dragging him forward* I said I wanted it to be worth my while, Hellstorm.
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Posted: Wed Apr 08, 2009 6:58 pm
I'm sure I can make it worth your while, Hatchel.
CRUCIO!
*Stalks out of the shadowed mouth of the alley, brandishing his wand at the police officer; draws it back as Gabriel crumples to the puddled concrete, releasing him from the spell*
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Posted: Wed Apr 08, 2009 7:00 pm
*Coughs roughly, spitting on the ground beside himself; smirks* Snape.
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Posted: Wed Apr 08, 2009 7:03 pm
Dameon. *Hisses, his eyes burning holes in Gabriel* Come here at once.
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Posted: Wed Apr 08, 2009 7:13 pm
S- *Gets up, tripping over himself, but managing to get behind Severus*
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Posted: Wed Apr 08, 2009 7:26 pm
*Raises an arm as though to protect the child cowering behind him* Come near my students again, Gabriel, and your position at Azkaban will no longer be on the open side of the bars.
*Apparates -- Dameon in tow -- with a loud CRACK*
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Posted: Wed Apr 08, 2009 7:29 pm
*Watches him disappear* Keep an eye on him this time, Snape. *Smirks and stands up, brushing his pants off* This is why no one else does that ******** any favours.. 
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 9:36 pm
Josh wandered the streets aimlessly, blissfully free. he had absolutely nothing to do today, and no plans to speak of. He even had a bit of money in his jeans pocket. His black combat boots made a pleasant echo as he walked, the sound bouncing off the gray buildings. There were people walking; there were always people walking, and Josh liked that, for today. Earlier he had sat for almost an hour, watching them go by. Faceless, he watched, invisible. And in a way they were invisible too; he couldn't remember a single face. Strangers, outside of himself.
Now he was walking, oblivious. The stores were thinning along with the crowd and he found himself alone save for the crows. He stopped a moment, concerned. Where exactly was he now? All the buildings looked the same here. Gray, tall, square, windows going stories up. He made to turn around, head back the way he came. If forwards was away than back had to be towards, right?
It all looked the same. Cars drove by, unrelenting on their way to and fro. He figured he'd start seeing the shops again soon, start to find some familiarity. A hand went to his hair, pushing it up. He wondered what Godfrey was doing, but at the same time didn't care. There wasn't a lonely thought in his head. He was just happy to be free.
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 9:55 pm
The city swallowed him up and he felt safe behind the tall relentlessness of the buildings around him. He walked with a slight limp, his body still sore and not quite ready for so much activity after the s**t he'd gone through the day before, but he didn't seem to care.
Reg tossed his head back, flicking his hair from his eyes as he shoved his hands into the pockets of his hoodie. His arm felt a bit numb, burning, but he only smiled because of it. The streets provided him with his own little slice of heaven and he was truly thankful for it. Even though his skin itched something fierce, he felt pretty damn good.
"Shoulda brought my ********' board with me." he mumbled, kicking an empty can as he walked because the sudden urge to run caught him, but he knew better. He just really wanted to move fast, feel the chill in the air shove his hair back and not even care where he was headed.
"Ah, ******** feels good anyway-" he faltered when he spotted Josh walking his way. Small world.
"Oy, kid! Hey, Josh right?" he called, waving a hand to get more attention even though he didn't really need to with the rather empty alley.
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 10:07 pm
Josh squinted, focused, taking a few steps forward. "The hell, Reg?" Scrunches up his nose a bit, grinning, as he approached the singer, stopping when they were less than a foot away. He was unsure of the appropriate greeting, thinking first of a hug, but Reg looked a little more beat down than usual. "Yeah, Josh man. Dude, you look like s**t. You stalkin' me or sommat... isn't that my job to do to you?"
It felt weird to see someone he knew here, as he didn't know anyone really. His first thought had actually been to stop by the CBGB but he had stood outside for a few minutes, feeling out of place, so continued on. Still, seemed like the band had found him. Or at least Reg. It was still a bit strange, being on speaking terms with this singer he had wanted to be. Josh wondered if his eyeliner looked alright.
"Wander this lonely sidewalk often?" Still grinning, scratching at his shoulder where his torn shirt sleeves were tickling his skin.
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 10:25 pm
"Didn't take you as the girly fan boy type, but if that's how you want the role to be I expect some sort of underwear to be delivered to my post Monday ********' morning." he grinned back. The genuine delight filtering through his system made the shadows under his eyes seem less bleak.
"Had a row with some jerk offs yesterday. Not a big boy scout like you, so I got my ********' arse handed to me cuz they knew how to flick their little s**t sticks. ********' spells will kill a body, Joshie. Trust me." he carded his fingers through his hair to push it aside, but to no avail it fell right back over the right side of his face.
"But yeah, s'my city. Know it better than any other sorry ********."
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 10:32 pm
"Guess I could work that out if I wore any." Lifts an eyebrow, smirking. "Whole magic thing is bullshit anyhow. I mean, I get the appeal of it, but generally it just seems lazy to me, you know? Need to get something, get off your a**, needta hurt somebody just buy a weapon. Too easy... eh, maybe I just say that cuz I'm no good at it anyhow."
"What'd they want to kick your a** for, anyhow? Autographs?" Chews on his bottom lip, thoughtful. "Anyways, s'a good thing you did come along because I got no clue where I'm going or how I got here... where are you headed?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 10:41 pm
He watched as Josh chewed on his bottom lip and wondered what it tasted like before giving another smirk. "Course it is. You think I can manage any of that s**t? Pah, yeah ********' right. Can't remember any of it and I don't ********' want to. You can come up with the sickest s**t to do to someone and then it's okay because it's an easy fix. Bullshit."
He caught his own bottom lip between his teeth for a moment, missing the 'tink' his lip ring should have made against his teeth were it still there.
"Everywhere and nowhere is where I'll be going for forever. ********." He snorted in amusement and shrugged a thin shoulder. "Why, you want out or further into the madness?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 10:55 pm
"Oh... well, I'll go wherever you go, 'suppose. Lost anyways, so can't get worse. Pretty good at finding my way out of the madness, anyhow. Done it enough." Backsteps a little, tilting his head back to look at the sky. Gray clouds overwhelmed the sky, no blue showing. "It always looks like it's gonna rain here." He continued to stare up for a few moments, smiling. He liked it here. He liked the rain.
Josh turned back to Reg. "We should do somethin'. If you want, or I mean, since you don't seem to have plans. Thinkin' maybe I could get a new hole in my ear or I dunno..." He stared hard at Reg, as if seeing him for real for the first time. Not as a singer or some celebrity, but just human. He absently cracked the knuckles of one hand, twisting his wrist until that made a small pop too.
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 11:07 pm
"I actually need to get my s**t put back in," he gestured to his face absently, black nails chewed and apparent because of the fingerless gloves he wore. "I feel blank without 'em."
"It's always raining or cold or raining and cold here. Come on... I got a friend who can hook us up with some metal. Her shops only....five blocks from here. Somethin' close to it."
"You know you keep lookin' that hard you might figure somethin' you don't like worth a s**t, babe." he smiled, but began to walk further down the alley, expecting him to follow.
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