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Carmicheal Cottage; Year 5- Day 12
Topic Started: Aug 17 2010, 12:21:59 PM (300 Views)
Tinsley Carmicheal	Aug 18 2010, 03:01:34 AM Post #21
It's cute that everyone thinks they can be a queen, but remember who came FIRST. Posts: 1,747 Group: Slytherin Member #492 Joined: Jul 6 2008 Blood Status Pureblood Location Hell Real Name Jenny RP Location In Ian's pantelones	Tinsley shook her head and smiled. Somehow, seeing Ian upset brought her back to her senses, even if it was only for a brief moment. Slightly ashamed of her behavior, Tinsley closed the space between the two of them and lifted her small face towards Ian's. "I'm just stressed out. Bartholomew's the oldest, so naturally he should be having children by now. But if it's true that he's been hiding one for years.. my dad doesn't forgive. It was my mom that was the forgiving one." Tinsley smiled. "Seriously, go do you. I should stay here, with my family. It's hard, but we need to figure out what's going on. Like, what if I really am an aunt?" Part of Tinsley was excited to have someone she could be close with. The other part remembered how chilling and lifeless the voice of the Howler was. Part of that voice had frightened Tinsley, and she was not used to feeling so. It was unsettling. "Oh, and sorry about the pants," smirked Tins. "You just got in my way. It's your fault. All your fault." Tinsley leaned in and kissed Ian softly on the lips, only breaking away when she remembered Kayden. Oh yeah. Oops. "KAYDEN YOU CAN'T TELL A SOUL," snapped Tinsley. "This is our little secret. Me and Ian. And if you tell, I will find the cat that 'beat your ass' (even though I don't believe you for a second) and I will slip him into bed with you when you are sleeping. You. Have. Been. Warned."
	I'm the BO$$. Love Tins? Also see; Baby & Emma.
Ian de Pointe du Lac	Aug 18 2010, 05:57:14 PM Post #22
Seventh Year Posts: 2,280 Group: Slytherin Member #1,536 Joined: Aug 14 2010 Gender Male Blood Status Pureblood Age 22 Real Name Tony Ray Vick Character Age 17 RP Relationship Status Single RP Location Azkaban	Well, he got a kiss out of the deal, however brief it was. He wondered if his breath was okay. And if his--no! Stop it. Stop it now. You will not turn everything to shit by staying in your head like you always do. "Um, yeah," said Ian, his eyes never leaving Tinsley's, "let's not go spreading this around, please." "Monsieur." Jacques was standing in the doorway. Angeline, Ian's mother, was right beside him. "Jacques has told me everything," she said. She had a glass of the usual sour liquid in her hand. More often than not, she was in a constant state of being tipsy. She was very thin, perhaps more so than Tinsley, though she managed not to seem sickly looking, which was the power of her charm. Her mere presence forced everyone in the room to love her. Her smile was impossibly girlish, to the point that Tinsley and Kayden suddenly seemed older than her. Time and drink had not yet stolen her beauty: She was blonde, pale and delicate. Her eyes were a deep blue that distracted greatly from the faint lines under her eyes. She was fond of elegant white dresses (hah) such as the one she wore now. "So we're going home then?" she asked. Ian nodded. Angeline suddenly squealed girlishly and sprinted for Ian, throwing her arms around him and kissing him on the cheek. This made Ian somewhat uncomfortable, partly because this was going on in front of the love of his life and the love of his life's best friend, partly because she was bone-thin and smelled like a distillery, and partly because Angeline was never consistent with her affections. She could go from girlish sweetness to cold cruelty in a moments notice, the change happening so fast that Ian was not sure if even Angeline realized it. Ian half-expected a slap to the face to follow that kiss. He tried his best not to show his slight discomfort, as always. Not that one had to work hard to fool tipsy, airheaded Angeline. Still, his eyes shifted around the room, refusing to stay on any one object for more than a split second. He glanced back to Tins. He wasn't sure why. "You never write," said Angeline, a frown appearing on her face, which was devoid of so many lines that the only way one could tell it was a frown she was making was in that her mouth was pursed and here pale eyebrows were angled, "How is it that you never write to your maman?" Ian resisted the urge to roll his eyes. There she goes using French words again, as if trying so hard to be French. News Flash: Ian and his mother were not French. They were adopted into a French family by Angeline's marriage to Anton, but Ian went to an English school, and though he spoke both languages fluently, and he had dual citizenship, he often used an English dialect. Angeline herself was of English stock. No matter what, Ian felt as though he was English, not French. "I've been busy with O.W.L.s, mum," said Ian, "Plus, they made me Prefect on top of that." As far as how much Jacques had told Angeline, Ian did not know what 'everything' meant, so he did not tell her about what else had been keeping him busy. Of course, he supposed, he could have found some time in there to write. "Oh I'm so proud of you," said Angeline, "I know you did great. I can't wait to see your OWL grades." A proclamation she would forget within an hour, so, even if Ian did terribly, he wasn't in any danger of getting punished. "Do you love me?" she asked, sweetly, displaying a convincing portrayal of innocence what might as well be her catch-phrase As stated before, Angeline had the power to make anyone in the room love her. So, when she asks 'do you love me', it really seems more like an imperative than a question. But, for Ian, the question carried some baggage. He still remembered being hit and falling, falling down the stairs, hitting each step on the way down, down into the darkness. What was it that had been said to him during that nightmare in the shack, that nightmare of Ian's own making from which he was saved by Tinsley? She drinks to forget you. Yet, as she smiled at him with an acute girlishness that every other female he knew had long grown out of, tt occurred to Ian, then that she had never really grown up in all those years. She had only been sixteen when he'd been born. Sixteen. The same age as he, Tinsley, and Kayden were. Ian couldn't imagine either of them having a baby right now. (He couldn't imagine either of them ever having a baby ever as of now, but that wasn't the point). He guessed it was something that wasn't supposed to happen. She was a child when Ian was born. And a child is what now embraced him, sixteen years later. She never really grew up. She was babied for her beauty, chosen for her beauty by some jackass looking for a release, and it was for her pathetic state, as well as, mostly likely, her beauty, that Anton had married her. She'd always been a naive little baby. Here Ian was, almost a man, and his mother still ever the perpetually drunk womanchild. He remembered again falling down the stairs. He remembered the fight she and Anton had afterwards. "--our son! I don't know who the father is and I don't give a damn! You're the only father he knows." "Why are you doing this, Angeline? Just a minute ago you had a kitchen knife and you were swinging it at me. What is wrong with you? You knocked your own son down the stairs." Angeline was crying. More like screaming. "I don't know! I'm sorry, Anton. I...I resent him...sometimes." "Mommy?" She drinks to forget you. "Ian? I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry, my little prince." No. "Do you love me?" She drinks to forget. "Yes, mum," said Ian, "I love you." She smiled brightly and pulled him into a close hug. "Monsieur," said Jacques. "Everything is prepared." "Okay," said Ian, extricating himself from his mother's arms. He turned to Tinsley. "Well," he said, "Do I...uh...get a kiss goodbye?" Most guys would have just done it, but Ian was still a bashful little twit.
	Thanks Beth! I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin' I heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world I heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin' I heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin' I heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin' Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall. --Bob Dylan
Kayden Slayer	Aug 18 2010, 06:04:03 PM Post #23
Fifth Year Posts: 880 Group: Slytherin Member #533 Joined: Jul 24 2008 Gender Female Age 18 Location Wouldn't you like to know..	Thinking about that cat that struck her whole body, Kayden began to shake and stood up from the bed. Looking at Tinsley and Ian, uncomfortable she said, "Does anyone want a drink?" She needed an excuse to get away from the two for just a moment, and she wanted to be alone for a moment herself.
Tinsley Carmicheal	Aug 18 2010, 06:34:47 PM Post #24
It's cute that everyone thinks they can be a queen, but remember who came FIRST. Posts: 1,747 Group: Slytherin Member #492 Joined: Jul 6 2008 Blood Status Pureblood Location Hell Real Name Jenny RP Location In Ian's pantelones	Tinsley watched Ian's mother, silently appreciating everything about her. But there was something missing, that even Tinsley could see. Tinsley had known Angeline for quite some time, and loved her, but the fact that Tinsley felt more mature and prepared for life than Angeline was was, no doubt, disconcerting. Tinsley watched Angeline with her son, turning away. It wasn't that Tinsley was jealous. Alright, maybe she was. Maybe she wished that Angeline would touch her sweetly. Or perhaps Tinsley simply wanted her own mom. Tinsley was lost in her own selfish thoughts, and the realization that she was being so self-centered drove her into a hole of guilt. "Well," he said, "Do I...uh...get a kiss goodbye?" Tinsley looked up, for she had been staring resolutely at the ground while Angeline had fawned over her son. Over her only son. Tinsley smiled softly, raising her lips to meet Ian's. She pulled away quicker than she'd wanted to, keeping her face close to his. "Write every day," said Tinsley, in a mockingly stern tone. "I know where you live."
	I'm the BO$$. Love Tins? Also see; Baby & Emma.
Ian de Pointe du Lac	Aug 18 2010, 07:31:15 PM Post #25
Seventh Year Posts: 2,280 Group: Slytherin Member #1,536 Joined: Aug 14 2010 Gender Male Blood Status Pureblood Age 22 Real Name Tony Ray Vick Character Age 17 RP Relationship Status Single RP Location Azkaban	This time, Ian kissed her. "Of course," he said, "every day." He kissed her between sentences. "You better write back." One final, longer kiss, yet still all too painfully short. He broke from her, ignoring his mother's giggling. Angeline ran up to Tinsley before Ian could stop her. "Oh, Tinsley dear!" she giggled, grabbing Tinsley by the wrists, "You have to come up to Toulouse some time!" "She's got things to take care of here, mum," said Ian, "that's what we were just talking about." To Tinsley: "I guess I'll see you later, then. Maybe we'll see each other at Diagon Alley or something...if not, see you on the train." To Kayden: "I'm just leaving, so no thanks. If you ever have anymore cat trouble, and you need help, just let me know." Tinsley was sure that Kayden was lying, and Ian knew those marks didn't resemble, in any way, cat scratches. Something was up. He approached Jacques. "Let's go home," he said. Angeline hugged Tinsley and kissed both her cheeks before turning and leaving with her son, now the master of the estate, and the steward. "Oh, by the way, mum," said Ian as they walked away from Tinsley's room, their voices becoming harder to hear from that location, "speaking of having guests..." "Oh, guests? Like who?" The next part was impossible to hear from Tinsley's room due to distance. However, Angeline's reaction, was not: "WHAT?" Ian, Angeline, and Jacques took their portkey all the way to Toulouse, France.
	Thanks Beth! I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin' I heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world I heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin' I heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin' I heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin' Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall. --Bob Dylan
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