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 Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2011 10:11 am
"Well, we're pretty close to it," Quillan pointed out to Dorian when he asked if they they were all in elementary school. Then, he frowned. Dorian most definitely had to have cooties, he was being horribly mean! "Well, Watson, it is elementary!" Quillan exclaimed, quoting a line he read in the muggle book, Sherlock Holmes, one of the few pieces of literature, muggle or not, that he's actually read. It was at Andrew's house and he and Quillan always fought over who would be Sherlock and who would be Watson--more often than not, a wave of the wand could secure Quillan his role of Sherlock.
But back to the subject, Dorian was beginning to rub Quillan the wrong way--cooties or not. No one liked all those shots at them and Quillan obviously didn't like them either. What, did everyone think it was alright to make fun of him? Bloody hell, I can't wait for Dorian to get rid of his cooties! At least then, they could be friendly again!
"Ahaha, I see it! I see it!" Quillan bellowed with laughter, watching as Dorian's eyebrow twitched uncontrollably. "I thought we weren't supposed to mention it twitching though!" He said, about to poke his finger into Dorian's arm, but then remembered that he had cooties still. The comment about him being annoying flew past him for now, though Quillan would probably remember it later. "And you are quite welcome, Dorian! What would you do without me?" Quillan inquired innocently, once again going to touch Dorian, then quickly reminded of his cooties.
As he did, he finally noticed that Clover had drawn away from the rest of the group and started drawing. "Weird one, that kid is," He observed, a bit weary of her. Why would she randomly just do that? "Can we go already? I don't have all the time in the world!"
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2011 11:44 am
Clover had heard Quillan use a quote from Sherlock Homes when she had begun to draw the abstract and scoffed. "Homes you are not." she thought to her self. But stated nothing as she let Quill and Dorian bicker well the abstract was being made.
When she heard Dorian's question when she was finished she looked over and smiled "Yeah. I'm alright." She said as she started to pack up the kit away and pulled it over her shoulder.
When she heard Quillan's comment about how weird she was she had it and tackled him to the ground and sat on his chest holding shoulders down. "That dose it stick boy!" she said staring down in his face. "I won't just let you insult me or Dorian." she said glaring at him "You called me weird, for drawing after I had the hellish afternoon I just had? Then you go and accuse your friend of having cooties a fake sickness. I would have done this before but you are Dorian's friend, that was why I did the picture just now." she said.
She took a deep breath and got up off him. "Besides you can't go in without a plan." she said crossing her arms. "You two or Slytherins so you can get to the upper class-men from inside your dorm house. However it doesn't help me out here..." she said going back to the subject at hand.
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2011 3:27 pm
"Whatever Quill..just shut it will you?" Dorian snapped, feeling himself get angry at Quill for using a Sherlock quote against him. Figures, his supposed friend would use one of his favorite characters against him in such a way.
Dorian glowered at Quill when he laughed at his uncontrollable eyebrow. "Watch it Quill," he warned bristling with annoyance. "you might not like how the beast fights back."
He saw how Quill was avoiding touching him, though his hands seemed to itch to do so. Seriously? It only took Quill to suspect him of cooties to keep away from him? He should have used the Cooties guise a lot sooner. He hadn't thought that something so childish would scare Quill so much.
" A lot more than you allow." he muttered in annoyance.
Dorian was glad to hear that Clover was doing better, and would have patted her on the back and assured her that she wasn't the only one that Quill affected negatively. Only..he knew that would only make Quill annoyed..and even more sure of them having cooties. Gods..Quill was really starting to piss him off.
He was rather incensed when Quill had the audacity to call Clover weird. "She's weird? Really? What would you call yourself? Possessed!? Demonic?"
Dorian was a bit startled when Clover tackled Quill and held him down. He felt a bit alarmed and not sure of what to do. He was a bit pleased that she was defending him again. It seemed she was at least a loyal friend compared to Quill. Why the heck did cooties scare Quill so much anyways?
Dorian was pretty sure that Quill was either going to murder her or do something worse than the ink bombs by the look he gave Clover as she sat on him. What was he supposed to do with them? His friends were going to try and kill one another before much longer!
He made a strangled noise in the back of his throat. "Forget it, it was a bad idea. We should just forget it." He blurted out and reached out to give Quill a hand up.
"As much as I think the upper classmen Slytherins need a lesson, I would like my friends to not kill one another. Clover..why don't you forget about it. I'll figure something out to help you, Quill..why don't you go find something to eat...or take a nap."
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2011 3:55 pm
Quillan frowned again. Dorian just told him to shut up, and he didn't take that kindly to that. In fact, he was beginning to feel tired about the entire situation. All Dorian was doing was taking out his anger on him--why was that okay? He didn't want to be treated like that and it wasn't how Quillan imagined friends should be treating each other--Quillan wasn't verbally attacking Dorian! All he said was that they had cooties--which was true, by the way. But he just had the revelation that maybe, it wasn't the cooties that was causing Dorian to act so badly, but rather Dorian's actions that gave him the cooties! Either way, cooties weren't anything good.
Quillan rolled his eyes at Dorian's next comment, and leaned on a nearby chair, putting his full weight on it. "Well, I personally would call myself a wee bit eccentric, though demonic and possessed really aren't that far--" Before he could finish his sentence, Clover had rammed into him, catching him momentarily off balance because he was leaning on the table, and in that second, she managed to pin him on the ground. Quillan was too dazed to even think about fighting back because... well, her hostility was uncalled for! And in no way did Quillan ever imagine someone hitting him in retaliation! It wasn't something that ever came into Quillan's mind when it came to fighting back because--obviously Clover wasn't taught this--but violence was never the option! It was one of the main things that his mother had imprinted in him! And never to hit a girl--but blast! Quillan really did want to knock a few of her teeth out!
"Get off me," He growled, making a movement to push her off. He watcher her stand up, glaring at her scathingly. And then, he saw a hand extended out to him.
"Don't even try it, Dorian." Quillan quietly said, standing up. Normally, he would just joke the situation off--but he was far too angry for that! Quillan stumbled up, his arms immediately crossing over his chest. "I thought we were friends--friends don't treat each other like this!" He argued, trying not to raise his voice too much. "Ever since I got here, you've been snapping at me! How am I supposed to take that?" Quillan was just about fuming, "Why is okay for her and you to make snide comments about me but when I say something in retaliation--SHE resorts to physical violence! And worst of all, you did nothing! You did nothing to help me!"
He threw his hands up in exasperation, backing up from the two as he did. "Go have revenge on the Slytherins by yourself. I'm done, just done--y'know, I really thought we were friends, Dorian. At least good enough friends for you to stand up for me regardless, because that's what I would have done for you." Quillan shook his head, trying to clear some of the rage from his head... It made thinking hard. "You did nothing," Quillan choked out through his anger, swallowing hard. His eyebrows furrowed together as he tried to formulate his next sentence and Quillan just ended up shaking his head.
"See you guys later--and I think I will take a nap somewhere, thanks for the suggestion!" With that, Quillan opened the greenhouse door and trotted out into the courtyard. He really did want a nap, he was feeling a bit exhausted from the whole thing...
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2011 5:35 pm
Clover grunted when Quillan got up and nodded to Dorian, "Yeah I guess we can figur it out for our selves."She agreed.
However when Quillan said how upset he was at Dorian that, Dorian had helped him. She felt a little bad that Dorian and he had the argument. Her face softened and looked over at Dorian after Quill had left. "Hay... I'm sorry. Dorian... I didn't mean to get you two to get into an argument. You alright?" she asked adjusting the strap of her art kit.
She walked over to the greenhouse door, "If you don't want to help me teach that upper class-men a lesson that's fine," she said and looked out it. "Same with being friends and the racing club. I'm going to go sit out in the sun if you want to join me." she said looking back at her friend who was probably feeling bad.
She forced a sad smile and went out and walked between the greenhouse and the lake and sat down. "I wish Bella was here right now." she said looking out at the lake. "But she's hurdling the sheep right now most likely." she said to herself then look back towards the greenhouse for a second then back at the lake and hugged her legs.
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 8:05 pm
Dorian couldn't understand how things had gotten so completely out of hand so fast. It was enough to make his head ache. From the look on Quill's face, Dorian knew that he had taken it a bit too far. What was he supposed to do though? He'd never been in a situation like this before.
Dorian bit his tongue, wincing as Quill shot back the words he had used against him. Sure so Quill was odd and got on his nerves, but he was a friend and the words he had used hadn't been very nice. Still..he didn't know why Clover had resorted to using physical force. Perhaps Quill's insensitive words had just been too much for her to take? Not everyone knew Quill as well as he did. he sighed, and ran his fingers through his hair.
He pulled his hand back, a bit hurt that Quill had rejected it. "We are friends." he objected softly, and then winced and recoiled back from Quill's words. "Fine..if you don't want to be friends anymore so be it." Dorian snapped back. "Don't come crying to me for help next time you piss someone off. What was I supposed to do? Huh? You're both my friends, I had no idea you'd hate each other."
He shoved his hands into his pockets and glared at Quill angrily, and watched as his friend left without another word. Dorian sighed when Clover spoke to him and shrugged his shoulders.
"Don't worry about it, it has been a long time coming. Quill gets on people's nerves pretty easily, especially mine. I have no idea how or why we became friends. If it's meant to be we'll make up. If not..so be it. Eventually," he sighed, "It may be awhile though."
Dorian wasn't sure it was a good idea to mess with any of the upper classmen, especially now that he didn't have Quill to help him out. He turned to look at Clover for a moment with a serious expression. "As much as you want to get back at them..now might not be the best time. they'll expect it. Make them wait for it. Then we can plan something out. As for the other two, sure I'm up for it. I just lost one friend..I might as well gain a new one. The club might help me make some others. I think I shall go for a walk if you don't mind." Dorian replied and followed her out the door and then disappeared down the hill trying to clear his head.
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