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The Grounds; Bedtime/Afterhours
Topic Started: Jul 15 2009, 02:49:49 PM (1,925 Views)
Paul Kennedy
5th Year

Paul shivered slightly from a sharp breeze that seemed to jut pins into his flesh; it was an eerie sort of feeling that he had rarely felt in his lifetime. The breeze seemed to swirl about in his eardrum and give it a nasty tickle, forcing him to wince a little. Paul looked from Sanctimus to Dahlia with furrowed brows in order to see if they had felt this as well. The hairs on the back of his neck began to stand up as he saw Tinsley Carmichael gliding towards them like a dementor; indeed, he was always curious if Tinsley was a descendant of dementors because she always had a nasty habit of sucking out the fun in everything.

"Oh great," Paul muttered bitterly to himself as he brought the smooth glass of his bottle of vodka to his warm lips and ingested the liquid; at this point in the evening, he really could not taste much of it and it was easier to down. As Tinsley asked her question, Paul snorted to himself a little smugly before bringing his smoke to his lips. Taking a deep puff, Paul felt the smoke swirling about in his lungs like angry sub-particles bouncing around inside of a metal rod when heated. He finally released the smoke from his lips and chuckled at Tinsley. He noticed another girl that seemed to spring up out of nowhere.

"Bugger me, you things sprout out of the ground like mushrooms!" Paul said sharply in his inebriated state. He was about to say something else smart when he saw another entity coming forward: it was Kane. While Paul did not know Kane all that well, he reckoned he got on well enough with him. He gave Kane a warm smile despite the imminent threat of Tinsley and now her new buddy, Precious Hindert. He raised a brow and downed the rest of his bottle; the liquid smashed against the bottle with a small splash and resounded in the air for a brief moment. Paul was feeling daring at this moment and stepped over beside Kane, allowing his eyes to look over Precious and Tinsley a little more closely in this dark ambience. Everything was slowed and everything seemed so relax; it was bizarre to have this situation in such a lulled state of mind.

"Now, now, Kane. Just because this lot is a bit unsavoury doesn't mean we can't be civilised. Though I don't reckon I'd take them home," Paul spoke with his Glaswegian accent flaring up blatantly. "I mean, if they want to show us a bit of fun, go on then, I say. I mean, they sure do talk a big game, don't they? You know how those types are," Paul retorted to the girls. "Besides, as if you knew what was going on Hindert. If you knew what was going on in Carmichael's head, here, you'd need to take a nap from all that work," Paul said with a boyish grin.
Edited by Paul Kennedy, Jul 20 2009, 12:06:49 AM.
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"I absolutely love that you two talk as though you know me!" giggled Tinsley, shrieking with laughter. "I won't even get started on Kane, here, who obviously just runs his mouth to people trying to make a few friends." Tinsley snickered, shaking her head disapprovingly. "I mean, honestly. We came to say a friendly hello, and now I'm being called Baubles? Very original of you, Ponte du Lac want-to-be--though I'm not sure why anyone would want to be him..."

Tinsley's stomach gave a horrible lurch, which she dutifully ignored.

"...but I'm willing to overlook that, Kane, in spite of my annoyances." She looked up at the sky. "Why can't we be friends?" sighed Tinsley, her voice quiet--as though she had really contemplated the question. And maybe she had. In front of Precious, however, Tinsley would never admit it.

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"Friends?" Kane muttered, the word gagging him as it came from his mouth. "With you, Carmicheal?" He looked at Paul, and smiled darkly. "As if that would happen in a million years." When she mentioned the nickname Baubles, and how he was a Ponte du Lac imitator. "Please, Tin-Tin. I've got hundreds more, not that I need waste them on you." He looked to Paul, who had stood up. "You're right, Kennedy. We should be civilized. These scum--" he stressed the last word "--aren't worth it." Kane stared down at Tinsley and Precious, as they weren't the tallest around, and smiled. Was he seriously considering Tinsley's offer? Was it real, or just a hoax like everything else she threw at him? "Well?"
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Precious arched an eyebrow as a Hufflepuff spoke up. He had balls. She hated to admit it. "Sure, we sprout like mushrooms. But you guys come out like gophers in a hole. Where you belong." Precious hissed. It was her and Tinsley against the group. If they tried to hurt the two, or if they did, the two girls could tell the nurse that they were outnumbered. And of course, she had to believe the two innocent Slytherins. Precious laughed as Kane tried to appear brave in front of his group. "Pfft, you're such a Ponte du Lac wannabe, Kane." Precious pointed out. "EXCUSE ME? Did you just call me SCUM? Resultran, I'll have you know that we are in a much higher social class than you and your friends here. So watch your tone or I'll punish you." she hissed. It was starting to get intense.
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Paul Kennedy
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Paul stood in astonishment at the persistence of Tinsley. He chuckled at the idea of Kane calling her Baubles. What kind of humiliating nickname is Baubles? he snickered to himself in his monologue. He swayed a little in the night sky, rolling his cold blue orbs up toward the sky to take in their magnificence. His face felt a little numb as he glanced back down at Tinsley, who was continuing with her banter. Does this one ever quit? Paul actually sighed. He looked over at Kane as he began to speak, smirking all the while.

He nodded on the emphasis of "scum" that Kane had brought up. When Precious began to speak, it was so precious, no pun intended, to Paul! Instantly at the thought of him coming out of a hole like a gopher, his mind went into the gutter as he sniggered a little louder than he should have. He was probably the only one to get it.

"You'll do what? Punish us?" Paul chuckled loudly. "Will you--will you spank us?" Paul found it hard to breathe from his laughing so his words did not come out properly. "I mean, really, Hindert, do you even know what punishment is? Not getting your little pony because daddy says you've been naughty? Hahaha," Paul couldn't help himself at this point. "Come on, now," Paul said as his laughs began to die down. "Why don't you just turn around right now Hindert and head back. At least it'll give me something to be glad about. Go on, shoo you little rascal," Paul's confidence was skyrocketing at this point.
Edited by Paul Kennedy, Jul 20 2009, 12:42:52 AM.
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Kane watched as the heated argument grew in intensity. "Don't toy with me, Hindert. And don't start with social class. Pure blood? It doesn't matter. And I'll have you know that I am one, thanks very much." His anger was bubbling inside him. His parents' deaths had given him mixed emotions. One moment he felt anger, the next remorse, then happiness. It was like he was insane! And maybe he was, if he was considering even speaking to Tinsley Carmicheal and Precious Hindert. "Blood Status isn't important," he went on. "It's just a way to make those who have a Muggle somewhere in their family line feel bad. And besides, no family is actually pure. All of them have produced either a Squib, or married a Muggle. Otherwise, they've inter-married within their own family and distant cousins and become horribly disfigured like you are, Hindert."

He felt horrible for speaking like this to anyone, even somebody as slimy as Precious. But she deserved it, and she would get a taste of her own medicine. She had never done anything to anyone, save for annoying the Hell out of whomever crossed her path. "So, Hindert. What say we move past this little misunderstanding and simply... reconcile? If you understand the word, that is."
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Cole was wound up, restless, so she had decided to go for a walk out in the cool air. In her short denim shorts, gray Vans and a black and white tank top that almost drowned her, she was sorely underdressed. She tugged her blonde hair down from its loose ponytail and shook it around her shoulders. At least now her ears were warm. She wasn't bothered too much by the weather. As such a small person she was used to constantly being chilly.

What did bother her, though, was the sound of what seemed like a rather heated arguement. The noise grated on her ears and put her in an even more terrible mood. She sidled up to the group of people and looked them over from her distance of about two feet away. She perched one hand on her hip, a glare on her beautiful face.

"God. I wish someone would have told me there was some dreadful ignoramus convention taking place. I would've come sooner."

Judging by the snippets of conversation she had heard, she regarded them all with a hint of disgust. She didn't even know these people, but she was predisposed to think that anyone who stood around in the freezing cold just to talk about something as ridiculous and petty as blood status was not worth her time. She rolled her eyes and shook her head, her blright blonde hair catching the moonlight.

"Don't you think it's past time for first years like yourselves to be in bed? Then maybe the big kids can enjoy a walk without having to hear the horrible sound of your immature little voices."


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Paul looked at the new girl that seemed to sprout out again out of nowhere. His eyes shifted up and down her figure; she was all right, but the attitude she gave off was that of someone who is insufferable. His eyes flickered at the other two girls and Kane; it was clearly written on his face that he was expressing with body language: What are you doing here? And then she spoke; the words, perhaps due to Paul's intoxication, seemed to slither out of her tongue and he swore that he saw her tongue was forked! Shaking his head in disbelief he looked over at Tinsley and Precious and opened his mouth to smart off.

"I swear, what is with your kind tonight? You lot are like hydras; cut one head off and another one comes shouting abuse," Paul said as he looked back at Kane and smirked. "Oh, uh, the convention? That's taking place in the Slytherin Common Room, I do believe. Did you get lost, love? I thought it was straight shot through the crack in the wall to the dungeons," Paul said rather sarcastically. These girls were just out to try his patience tonight. What she said next was a little much for Paul as he snickered to himself. He took a swig of the clear vodka that shimmered in the moonlight and as he exhaled, he felt the normal burn on his tongue and a wave of alcohol leaving his lips.

"Look, I know you think you're trying to be cool acting like an adult and all, and I think that's proper adorable, but the only horrible thing 'round here is your faerie's voice. So slither on back to your little crack and go collect some teeth, or something," Paul said every word with pure venom. Her arrogance was testing his patience.
Edited by Paul Kennedy, Jul 20 2009, 04:44:45 PM.
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She noticed him size her up. Of course he did. Everyone who ever came across her gave her a once over, sometimes a twice over. But that was better than not being beautiful. She listened patiently to everything he had to say, but it all sounded like white noise in her ears. Blah blah blah slytherin blah blah faerie voice blah blah blah. She inspected her fingernails for a moment: a little rough, but her pearl gray polish was holding up well.

After a moment of biting one nail into shape she looked back up at him. She might have been small but she could be fierce when provoked. Her voice was dry, pushing monotony, her sarcasm almost a drawl.

"Are you finished acting like a drunk babboon? Because if you are, I'm beyond ready to drown you. But if you're not, go ahead. I can wait."

She stood up straight and stretched her hands above her head, arching her back, every vertebra popping loudly. She briefly considered who the other people were. Tinsley and Precious, she thought, but she couldn't be sure. And a few other people she didn't really know. She glanced back at the drunk boy.

"Oh, and for future reference, I'm not the biggest fan of teeth. I much prefer stamps. Sometimes seashells, it really just depends on my mood."

She fingered the Tiffany & Co. locket around her neck and wondered what it would be like to take it off and strangle him with it. She had a marvellous mental image of it, but she couldn't bring herself to remove it. The necklace was far too valuable to risk tainting the chain with another person's skin. She shuddered slightly at the thought.
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Dahlia stood up from where she was sitting and grabbed Sanctimus by the arm and picked him up. She looked at everyone bickering at each other and didn't even want to be a part of it. "Kane, come on, come with us. You too, Paul," Dahlia said in her peaceful tone.

She held onto Santimus' back softly and waited to hear if the others would be joining them.
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Precious gritted her teeth. This guy was pretty tough-for a Hufflepuff. "It's something beyond your worst nightmares, you idiot." her voice grew shaky with every word. When Paul mentioned the word 'dad', Precious become very angry and upset. That was completely off limits. Her dad was dead, and she didn't like it when people toyed with the fact that he even dared to mention her father. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore. Precious did what she was notorious for: Being the Scene Queen. Precious Hindert had snapped. "How dare you even talk to me like that! I'll have you know that my father is dead, so he has no say in my behavior. So I can do almost anything I'd like. You've pushed me to the limit," Precious explained. She was on the verge of tears. Was Precious Hindert really going to breakdown right here, right now? In front of these undeserving morons?

"You're pretty tough for a Hufflepuff. BUT YOU'VE PUSHED ME TO THE LIMIT." Precious snatched the bottle from his hand and took a swig. "This tastes like crap." Precious muttered. She threw the bottle hard on the ground. Even though the floor was grass, the bottle cracked. "THAT'S how angry I am right now." she said. She pushed herself to get up in his face-up close and personal. "You wanna talk shit about me? Huh? Come on, hit me with your best shot, you mudblood. Come on, I'm not afraid." she said. She was pretty sure by now, the boy could smell her Armani Code perfume. Precious stood up straight and pushed him-hard. Precious felt pretty sober now.

She then re-focused her attention on Kane. He wasn't much of a threat. "Don't toy with you? I can do whatever the hell I want, Resultran." Precious nearly shouted the sentence. She was angry. Mad. Sad. But she "wasn't" human. Why show emotion? "Everything has to do with social class. So what if you're a pureblood? Big deal. Whoop-de-do. Shall we celebrate?" she said with a smirk. She was starting to cool down. "Hush, you lower life form. I'm more beautiful then almost every girl you've seen-let's not turn this into a beauty pageant. You're no competition for me," she said with a giggle. She ignored whatever Kane had left to say, and turned to look at the new comer. She was horribly dressed-but she was pretty. Precious couldn't tell which house she was in. "Who the hell are you?" Precious asked. Her voice was icy cold.

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Cole took a half step back and sized up the raging female. Wow. She put on quite a show, that was certain. All the yelling and the insult throwing was seriously getting on her nerves. Pitching fits and screaming wasn't really her style at all. She preferred to fly under the bitch radar and strike hard when provoked. She sighed deeply, tiring quickly of her dramatics.

Who the hell are you?

"For the love of god, will you please calm down for like four seconds? Your yelling is giving me a migraine. I'm Cole Abott. Who the hell are you, princess?"

Her tone was sneering and delivered with a twist of irritation. She was seriously starting to get annoyed with these...people, if you could call them that. Cole had come from a whole different class of humans. Her family, the Abotts, were ultra-refined. They were deadly, but they weren't tantrum throwing, bitching babies like this girl was. People like that irked her. But she was never one to judge a book by its cover, so perhaps she had potential.

Cole glanced at Precious again, taking in what she could without being obvious. She was hot, that's for sure. But she had yet to gague whether or not she was her type, even in friendly terms. She pulled her hair back in a loose ponytail again and assessed the situation.


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Precious turned to face the new comer again. This time, Precious actually took the time to actually study her-she was very attractive. She arched an eyebrow. Since when did she find members of the same sex attractive? Oh, right. Since she kissed Genesis, it went all downhill from there. When the girl spoke up, it irritated Precious even more. She never felt this angry before. She felt like the whole world was against her-which was why she was bitchy and showed no signs that she had drunken earlier that night. Precious secretly hoped Dave hadn't seen this little scene she was making-she was pretty sure he wouldn't approve of this behavior. Precious snickered. "Calm down? How can I when these idiots don't learn how to keep there mouths shut. I swear, we need to put muzzles on them," she said with a smirk. "Seeing as they have no manners. I swear, I need the number for their trainers so I could send back these stupid mutts and have them retrained." she crossed her arms, and shifted all her weight to her left leg. It was pretty hard to stand in this position wearing her black Guess skinny jeans. The trends these days.

"Giving you a migraine? Aw, the poor little baby has a migraine." Her voice was filled with fake sympathy. She fanned her face as if she were crying. As if. "Aw. Should I go get some Advil? I could nurse you back to perfect health. Please let me, you're making me cry." Precious' voice was filled with sarcasm. She stood up straight again. "Well Cole, you're pretty brave. I'm The Precious Hindert. And this is The Tinsley Carmicheal." Precious introduced her, making a hand gesture to Tinsley to point her out. She smiled a fake smile when Cole called her princess. "We're in Slytherin. And yourself?" If Cole said any house besides Slytherin, Precious would lash out on her too. No way was she going to take this crap from somebody in a different house.
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Kane looked as Dahlia finally spoke up, beckoning the boys to go. He looked at Paul. "Well? Shall we, then? Looks like we can't talk sense into this lot." He jerked his head towards the Slytherins, with the newly joined Abbot girl. "And besides, Hindert," he said, turning back to her. "Nobody cares if your father is dead. Is poor Preci going to cry because her daddy won't give her what she wants anymore? Both of my parents are dead! And you know what? They were murdered by those scum that you worship! Those bloody Knights! So get the Hell over it, because nobody cares about your ickle daddy! Come on, guys." Kane turned around and flailed his cloak in the direction of Precious, Tinsley, and Cole, and faced Dahlia, Sanctimus, and Paul. He jerked his head towards the castle, and began to head up.
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Precious became even more angry. Since when did idiots become so smart?! "Hold on girls, this moron is pissing me the f*ck off." Precious said to Tinsley and Cole. Precious ran after Kane, and (OOC: With permission from Kane himself) she tackled him to the ground. Precious leaned into his ear. "Think you're so special just because both of your parents are dead, huh? Well I'll have you know, both of my parents are dead too. And you don't see me making big deal out if," she grabbed Kane's hair. "What do you know? Who knew we had so much in common." she said through grinding her teeth. Precious tugged on his hair. "Maybe we're not so different after all.
Edited by Precious Hindert, Jul 20 2009, 11:02:54 AM.
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Kane was in the midst of walking back up to the Ravenclaw Common Room, when he was tackled by Precious Hindert! He fell to the ground, and she whispered in his ear, her body pressing his to the ground. It was surprising how such a small girl could hold him down, when he was over a foot taller than her! What did she weigh, a mere ninety pounds? Maybe less? And he couldn't push her off. When she told him that they were more alike than different, Kane chuckled. "Oh, more than you know, Hindert," he said, grinning. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'd appreciate it if you got off of my body. I would very much like to go up to my dormitory." He tried to turn to face Precious, but she had him pinned in a very awkward position, and he couldn't move very much.
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Precious smiled. "Oh really? I always thought we were in two separate universes. It's funny how much we hate each other." she tugged on his hair again. "Now that I know we have so much in common, being friends doesn't sound so bad now." Precious said, her voice icily cold. She let out a deep sigh, letting it go down the back of Kane's neck. "Not so fast, cowboy. You still haven't gotten you punishment for behaving so badly." she said with a real smile this time.
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"Punishment, Hindert?" he said as she pulled his hair. Kane was beginning to regret that he had grown it out so long over the summer. "And what exactly did you have in mind?" As she mentioned that they may have been friends, Kane made an audible gagging noise. However, now that he thought about it, the idea wasn't so far-fetched. They had very much in common, save for the fact that she was a snooty Pure Blood Slytherin and he was a humble Ravenclaw. "Surely anything you come up with isn't very much of a punishment at all."
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"Yes, punishment." she cocked her head to the left. " Did you think you were going to get away with such unacceptable behavior? I think not." Precious giggled. This was getting fun. "I have the guts to do it, Kane. I've done it before, and I sure as hell can do it again. I have something in mind . . ." she said, with her left hand she walked her fingers slowly up his arm. "Take a guess."
Edited by Precious Hindert, Jul 20 2009, 11:59:40 AM.
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"Why, Hindert, would I take a guess," he mused, "when you could just as easily show me?" He looked as she traced his arm with her fingers. Her skin was cold to the touch, and the heated conversation seemed to have died down. It wasn't as intense and nearly violent as the last, but Kane was unsure of what exactly was going on. "Guts? I thought you Slytherins were a bunch of slimy, gutless snakes who care about nothing but their own selfish gain?" He was taunting Precious, with a tone of happiness in his voice. This was getting interesting.
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