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Ravenclaw: 880 |
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Date: January 16th, 2013
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| Hellius Surla | Dec 10 2007, 10:49:13 AM Post #1 |
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Still flying slowly and steadily, Hellius led the broom and Alana onto the grounds. Landing gently and turning his head over his shoulder to look at the girl that was still embraced to him and the stick, he chuckled and squirmed slightly to rid himself of the ever present hold. "We've landed, cupcake," he mocked playfully. |
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| Vendela Rossier | Dec 10 2007, 10:54:38 AM Post #2 |
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Vendela stuck her head out. It seemed okay to go out. She laughed and swirled around, falling onto the wet grass. It tickled. Vandela sat up and saw a gryffindor and a slytherin land onto the ground. She put her head on the side and shrugged. |
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| Amber Vladmir | Dec 11 2007, 02:04:52 AM Post #3 |
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Amber opened the large oak doors exiting the entrance hall, her Samwich still in her hand, she walked down the path, trying not to slip, as the heavy rain; heavy, but quick. she kept on walking, feeling slightly bad about leaveing the people in the great hall, after a slihgt disaggrement, she hoped she didn't leave a had impression as on her first day she did not want to think that she would have rivals. she noticed a boy, a girl on a broom and the girl she saw eariler in the great hall on a patch of grass, she walked towards then, trowwing away her samwich. "Hey guys, you don't mind if i join do you?" she said looking from face, to face. |
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| James Black | Dec 11 2007, 07:53:53 AM Post #4 |
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James exited the forest and saw to his surprise that the rain had stopped. Then after a second look around the grounds he noticed a few other students standing near the entrance of the stony and ancient castle. He remembered seeing the face of the boy standing with his broom in hand. Though he could not remember a name to belong with the face. He must have never been introduced to him. Then again if memory served James correctly he was Tristan that day. The two girls however James had never meet before. Deciding to go off a whim James walked from the edge of the forest in to the now small crowd. As he walked he noticed the badges on each of their robes. The boy had a Gryffindor badge, as did the shorter, younger girl. The older Girl, who looked very attractive to James as he eyed her up and down, noticed that she was in hufflepuff. They could pose as some fun for me on this boring gloomy day. I wonder what they are up to especially with the a broom in hand. James cought up with the group of people and introduced his self. "Hello there. How are you three this afternoon?" James said rather casually. trying not to just walk past them. probably not even pureblooded a one of them "My name is james and i was just transfered back here after a year at Drumstrang. Im trying to meet some new people as i was never really here much before me dad made me leave." lies and tricks, lies and tricks brings even the loyalist person to your aid. |
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| Vendela Rossier | Dec 11 2007, 09:10:56 AM Post #5 |
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Vendela raised an eyebrow. She did not trust the slytherin, "Yeah right, you're just looking for someone that's stupid enough to do your bidding." She knew it wasn't smart to say so, but it just came out. She grabbed after her wand in case it was needed, something told her it might. Or perhaps she just overeacted. |
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| James Black | Dec 11 2007, 09:20:06 AM Post #6 |
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"such harsh words young lady. Why so cruel? i Know i may be in slytherin house, but are we not to treat others with respect?" James said smoothly and charismaticly. "i was simply trying to introduce myself, i meant no harm by it." stay calm, be nice, tend to what their needs are. Show them love and compassion. For in your hour of truth they will know then what they didnt know now he thought to his self. "and you say somebody here is stupid enough to do my bidding. But i implore you, who here would not have the brains to do my bidding? even if were to have biddings, which i dont. We all made it here to hogwarts, i should say we all have brains amongst us." other just more, and even beyond those a few select can see past their own brain. If only i where to share more time with selene, im sure she would have been able to unlock even my brain allowing me to travel into others minds |
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| Vendela Rossier | Dec 11 2007, 09:34:11 AM Post #7 |
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Vendela snorted, "Lies on lies, aren't you ashamed of yourself? I'm no puppet you can fool around with. Anyway the slytherin badge doesn't make me dislike you. I bet she's nice!" She pointed at Alana, then turned back. She looked at him with hate, pure hate. |
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| James Black | Dec 11 2007, 09:39:46 AM Post #8 |
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"well then, why do you hate me so? all i did was introduce myself. is there any reason to hate one for introducing themselves?" James was very confused by this young lady, she hated him already for no reason. She glares at him as though she knew him from years before, as though james himself harmed her in some way. "i dont quit understand your stance on hating me so. Is there anyway i may rectify the issue?" to be on the good side of all. never take a side, only your own. That is the key to sucess, julian is goin at this all wrong. but then again all that seek power chase it as a dream. |
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| Vendela Rossier | Dec 11 2007, 09:48:18 AM Post #9 |
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"Your lies bounce of. You think you're so smart, pretending to be nice. I hate liars, creepy and slithery. You pretend to be someone you aren't, pretend to live another life, only to strike. Strike and blow us away, let us drown in despair." Tears filled Vendela's eyes. She turned away, wiping them off. This boy made her angry, but her speach made her cry. She pretended to be someone else, be more... cool. Act selfconfident. Pretend... |
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| James Black | Dec 11 2007, 09:57:09 AM Post #10 |
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James watched as the girl began to tear. Her eyes became heavy as they glistened. She ended her speech and turned away. "I never meant to hurt nobody. i never told a single lie. I really dont know what got into her." James shrugged as he turned to the others standing with him. "so who might you two be?" James said trying to start up a conversation with the other two standing with him? "Im James Black, slytherin as you can see, though id rather preffer something more...." james trailed off trying to find the correct word, waving his hands in a circular motion. imitating gears in motion "... sophisticated." james finished with this word. He didnt really know why but it sounded right at the moment |
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| Vendela Rossier | Dec 11 2007, 10:14:25 AM Post #11 |
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She turned back, "Sofisticated, you?" She sneered, and stared. Then she took a deep breath, "I might have grown up with muggles, I might be different, but I have never had a wrong feeling about people. You make my stomach turn in disgust." Vendela frowned, and closed her eyes, blinking away some tears. She stood up, straight. "Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it." She didn't know what she ment with it, but she knew it was right to say so. |
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| James Black | Dec 11 2007, 10:25:33 AM Post #12 |
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"if sophisticated doesnt work for you then maybe, noble, more honorable. Slytherin is all pride, though none be noble. Thats their problem. You may see me as one that would hate an individual as you because you may not have been from both wizarding parents. But i look beyond that, i try to see something in all that can be benifitial for all. That is nobility, truly seeking greatness in all, not just fitting over whos blood is the most pure." James said looking back at the girl. He had thought she was turning to leave. it would appear she would like to fit wits a bit longer "no im very sorry to have come off this way to you young girl. Let us start anew. My names is James" He straightened his hand out trying to be as pollite as possible in this situation. "please accept my apologies" ever more she agrivates me, though i must control myself, selene showed me to be patient, allow them to get heated up first. let them make the first mistake |
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| Vendela Rossier | Dec 11 2007, 10:29:00 AM Post #13 |
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Vendela grinned and took his hand. Her nails dug into his hands. "I'm Vendela. Vendela Rossier." She didn't let go untill the first drop of blood came. "I do not accept." |
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| James Black | Dec 11 2007, 10:36:26 AM Post #14 |
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James grinned as she punctured his hand. blood trailing down his own onto hers. Leaving small streams of fresh glowing red liquid all over her smooth and milky skin. So she truely loathes me for no reason. Splendid, i shall work around that. i will see what i can dig up and sway her from her hatred "im sorry you feel that way. though there is one thing i believe we can agree on. Is that we will have to disagree on our outlook of each other" And with that james decided he cared not to stay on the grounds. "i bid you fare well Vendela Rossier, and hopefully on our next meeting you wont be as cruel and disdain towards me" James said this on his way to the castle doors The day seemed to black out to him. There was no reason for him to try to reason with this adolecent child. He walked his way up the remaing distance of the grounds to the front door. With not even a glance back he walked into the Giant double doors leading into the school beyond |
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| Vendela Rossier | Dec 11 2007, 10:40:32 AM Post #15 |
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She watched as he went. James... She didn't want to talk to the others and went inside the castle. |
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| Hellius Surla | Dec 11 2007, 06:51:07 PM Post #16 |
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Hellius stopped his mission to separate himself from Alana for the time during the conversation that these people were having. He just stood there with the broom in hand and the girl's arms wrapped around his chest. Smirking at the many displays that were being had, he chuckled absentmindedly at some of the meetings. Again, a whisper was evident in the back of his head. It was there, but then it wasn't; on the line of existent and nonexistent. He clutched at his head for a brief moment, but then his eyes were forced closed for an unknown reason. His subconscious mind fell into a dank, dark, dungeon type of room with a large Roman era pillar in the center. Large flame pits surrounded the pillar, and the colors of the fire changed from red, to black, to every color between the two. Pushing himself up from the stone floor, he looked around slowly and noted that every corner was dark with absolutely no light. Standing and brushing himself off, Hellius looked up the length of the tower and to the very top. It was apparent that the pillar wasn't holding up the ceiling above, but instead, there was an empty gap at the top of the pillar. Taking several steps towards the fire pits to get a better view, he stood there for several moments. After a few minutes of studying the space from afar, a figure slowly appeared from the darkness. It's eyes burned with a red light and the way it stood mimicked Hellius himself. Soon, it jumped down into one of the fire pits below it's pillar. It landed in the flame, stood in it for a few moments, and then walked out seemingly unharmed. The figure was still burning with flames that ravished across it's entire body, but the fire died after a moment of it standing there. The demon began a slow pace towards the boy, and when it was a few feet away from him, it stopped. Hellius stared at this figure in a confused stasis; it looked almost exactly like him. Just standing still with a blank look across his brow, the boy looked at his clone as a smirk curled across it's brow. "Good afternoon, my host. I hope that you don't mind this . . . intrusion," it smirked, taking a more casual pose. Hellius gazed at it, confused. "What are you?" "A blessing..., a curse..., an alternate personality. You may pick either, or all of them. You can't get rid of me, but because you are my host, I can give you several different... qualities that I possess." "What if I refuse?" "That's not an option, fool. The only way you can dispel of me is by killing yourself, but even if you were attempt to do that, I would negate it," the image smirked wider. Hellius paused to gather himself. He wasn't sure what he was to say now, but he knew that it he couldn't get rid of his new found affliction. "Why have I felt pain throughout my entire body? Is that a quality that you possess?" "That was my settling process. To be accustomed to your entire body, your shell would need to make room. That's what it was, and that's what it will remain to be." "So that means that you're... stuck in my body now?" "That's correct," it cackled. "But as for now, that's enough questions. You may contact me... whenever. I'm in your head. I see what you see. I can interrupt whenever I may see it appropriate to do so." Everything faded away. Hellius awoke again, standing, and still in the same position he was in before his vision. He shook his head and watched as the Gryffindor girl walked away. Clutching at his head, a headache was apparent, but nothing else seemed to be there. |
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| Amber Vladmir | Dec 12 2007, 12:05:53 AM Post #17 |
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Amber looked at the Slytherin boy, and Gryffindor girl with amusement, she found it wierdly interesting, that they could bicker as much as they did, even though they did not know each other. Amber looked around, noticeing the gryffindor boys eyes where shut, she frowned, thinking he may have a headache, or something. Yet, why would he volientarily miss this show, and before she knew it the Slytherin boy departed into the castle, and the girl stormed off after him. Amber looked at them they left, then she turned her thought back to the Gryffindor boy, his eyes open again, clutching his head. 'So he must have a headache' she thought And so she walked upto him, "Hey, are you okay?" she asked |
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| Kaia Leira | Dec 12 2007, 07:36:17 AM Post #18 |
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Kaia looked like a mess. Her low french twist was coming undone from all the running. "Stop !" She panted. Not like it was going to be of any use. Her papers continued to dance with the wind. She stopped for a moment, sitting on the grass. I need to rest The wind swept a piece of her hair into her face. She brushed it away casually. Too much annoyance had been spent on playing the endless game of catching with her papers. The breeze stopped for a second, landing her hardwork at the feet of a hufflepuff. Kaia got to hers and walked over to retrieve it. There she noticed a guy in pain and the girl expressing her concern. " Do you guys need help?" She asked the girl softly, not wishing to be more of a nuisance. |
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| Hellius Surla | Dec 12 2007, 11:00:15 AM Post #19 |
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"Nah," Hellius returned, opening his eyes to look at the two girls who had come over. "Just a headache..." Smiling gently to show some sort of reassurance, he looked over his shoulder at Alana who still had barely moved. Keeping his mouth sealed for the time being, he sighed and looked back to the two that were in front of him. As he showed nothing of his inner feelings at that moment, they would have considered him insane if he were to do so. You've spent too much time out here, my host... Hellius blinked in confusion again as he dropped the broom, yet he didn't command his hand to do so. He slipped under and out of the grip of the girl that was still standing behind him, and soon enough, he found himself walking towards the castle again. What the hell? Are you doing this? He snapped at the entity in his head. Yes. Hellius left the grounds in a general rush. |
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