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 Posted: Sat Mar 16, 2013 11:32 pm
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I'm looking for a place
I'm searching for a face
Is anybody here I know
'Cause nothing's going right
And everything's a mess
And no one likes to be alone
Isn't anyone trying to find me?
Won't somebody come take me home?
Rick had been sitting for a bit when out of the darkness surrounding him, the sound of hooves approaching reached him. Fighting off the urge to just turn and run, he watched as a face appeared from the darkness. Exhaling a breath he didn't even know he was holding, he realized he was shaking again. He fought with himself, trying to calm down enough to keep himself from freaking out again, when he realized that it was just one lone thestral. Blinking, he stood quietly, approaching the equine creature.
When his hand hesitantly reached out to touch the thestral, he let out a shaky laugh. It was real. Merlin, he wasn't going crazy. "You're real, aren't you? I thought I was imagining it, but you're real." He almost wanted to cry with relief. He was so certain that he'd gone completely bonkers. "I'm sorry, I must look a fright, don't I? Or, well, um, maybe that's not the right thing to say. You kind of look that way yourself. Bloody hell, I must be a mess."
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Location: Forbidden Forest
State: Nervous, tired
OOC: Not a part of Ronyo and Essy's timeline.
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It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Won't you take me by the hand?
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
But I... I'm with you
I'm with you. |
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Posted: Sun Mar 17, 2013 9:06 am
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 Kiroil the Thestral _________ ______________________________________________ __________
A breath of anxiety, a shake. Kiroil wasn't the only one conscious of one another, it seemed. The thestral blinked, feeling the skin against his bony self. Yes, to this little boy, Kiroil was real. To those who had lost their innocence, he was real. To those who remain oblivious, he was just a figment of imagination. The magical creature scoffed at what the boy said next. He didn't necessarily appreciate being called "a fright", though didn't deny it. Kiroil took a small step forward, then nudged the boy's head with his nuzzle. The thestral would've bit him if it weren't for his fragile state of mind he witnessed back when Hogwarts just started.
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Lonely, perhaps. Yearning, definitely. Wishing, hoping, dreaming.
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Posted: Sun Mar 17, 2013 6:44 pm
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With a thousand lies Tell me all your plans and I'll laugh back in your face
And a good disguise Preach me your religion if you're dumb enough to pray
Hit ‘em right between the eyes Look what I became, honey
§ ··✿¤(`ஐ ×[¤ ℳi¢h€₰₰€ ¢αʇ₰iא ¤]×ஐ ´)¤✿·· §
ஆ৳»§lytherinஆ৳»קurebloodஆ৳»Ŧhird Yearஆ৳»Volare
  Michelle listened quietly as the two spoke. Although she was watching her wand spin between her fingers, she could feel his eyes on her. At that moment she knew that he knew that she had seen him. She looked up slowly, meeting his eyes and slipping her wand into her pocket. Tilting her head just slightly, she watched him. When Ronyo spoke she switched her attention to him, a smirk dancing briefly across her lips. "Hmm..." She hummed quietly, watching him leap off into the trees once again. She wondered briefly if he ever moved on the ground. Silently she returned her attention to Tay and ran her fingers through her hair, pulling a few knots free.  OOC:...
When you walk away What is it I'm after
Nothing more to say Searching for disaster
See the lightning in your eyes Watching my whole life flash in front of my eyes
See ‘em running for their lives Dressed up as a life |
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Posted: Sun Mar 17, 2013 8:14 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 17, 2013 8:22 pm
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Kiroil the Thestral _________ ______________________________________________ __________
Kiroil tilted his head a bit, slightly confused. The thestral looked into the boy's eyes and observed his demeanor, coming to the conclusion that he was cuckoo in the head. Nudging his nuzzle against Rick's cheeks, it would hopefully convey the message that Kiroil held nothing against the Ravenclaw, that there was absolutely nothing to worry about. A small sound, a slight whimper escaped the thestral's throat, coming out sounding like a sad melody playing in the wind on a cool and dark night.
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Lonely, perhaps. Yearning, definitely. Wishing, hoping, dreaming.
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Posted: Sun Mar 17, 2013 9:12 pm
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I'm looking for a place
I'm searching for a face
Is anybody here I know
'Cause nothing's going right
And everything's a mess
And no one likes to be alone
Isn't anyone trying to find me?
Won't somebody come take me home?
Rick looked back up. Well, he wasn't exactly sure why the heck the creature was still willing to be around him at this point. He reached out a hand again, patting the creature on the neck again. He was kind of wishing that this wasn't such a one-sided conversation. Of anyone at the school, no one had really been through what he had. The very thought that it made him unique made him wish he could have just stayed home and listened to his father the first time during summer. Now, he was such a mess he didn't know what pieces he was broken into now.
"So, how do you deal with it, anyway? being known as the creature that supposedly is bad luck? I mean, only people who have seen death can see you. Does that, I dunno, kind of make you depressed?" He shook his head. He was talking to the horse, expecting it to talk back. He must be crazy. Honestly, what kind of idiot was he?
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Location: Forbidden Forest
State: Nervous, tired
OOC: Not a part of Ronyo and Essy's timeline.
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It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Won't you take me by the hand?
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
But I... I'm with you
I'm with you. |
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Posted: Sun Mar 17, 2013 9:27 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 17, 2013 10:26 pm
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I'm looking for a place
I'm searching for a face
Is anybody here I know
'Cause nothing's going right
And everything's a mess
And no one likes to be alone
Isn't anyone trying to find me?
Won't somebody come take me home?
Rick blinked as he heard Lore. He swung around, seeing his best friend right behind him. Suddenly he realized how this must all look. Here he was, out here late at night, and he was talking to thin air, to her knowledge. If anything, it made him look about as crazy as he felt. He ran a hand through his hair distractedly. How was he going to explain this?
"Umm, hey Lore. You probably wouldn't believe me if I told you this, but remember the horses I told you about? The ones that didn't look alive? I, I wanted to prove I'm not going crazy. It's a thestral. Only, well, only people that have seen someone die can see them..." No, that didn't sound crazy at all. He had a feeling that she wouldn't believe him, even if he had told the truth. "Look, if you don't believe me, then come over here. He's right here, and you can touch him if you want, I think." He glanced back at the thestral, hoping for some indication it was all right.
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Location: Forbidden Forest
State: Nervous, tired
OOC: Not a part of Ronyo and Essy's timeline.
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It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Won't you take me by the hand?
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
But I... I'm with you
I'm with you. |
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 2:21 pm
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Kiroil the Thestral _________ ______________________________________________ __________
If Kiroil could talk, he would. All while Rick was talking, the thestral debated opening himself up to the boy. In a couple years, this boy would graduate from Hogwarts and start a life of his own, forgetting Kiroil or simply remembering the horse-like creature as one of the thousands of thestrals, creatures of Death. To Kiroil, he would remember the student for the rest of his life.
A voice chimed in the distance, and swinging his head towards the sound, noticed a little girl. These two seemed to know each other, but it did not stop Kiroil from being wary of the newcomer. Steady eyes followed Lore's movement. The thestral raised his head high above, just in case the girl would swing her hand towards him in an attempt to touch him. After all, Kiroil didn't want to get slapped.
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Lonely, perhaps. Yearning, definitely. Wishing, hoping, dreaming.
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 10:40 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 19, 2013 7:40 pm
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I'm looking for a place
I'm searching for a face
Is anybody here I know
'Cause nothing's going right
And everything's a mess
And no one likes to be alone
Rick watched as Lore placed a hand on the thestral and her eyes widen with shock. Well, it certainly had to be disconcerting to feel something that wasn't there. He should know, since he still felt Drae's eyes on him while he slept. He rubbed his left arm absently, then flinched when he realized he was doing it. He hoped Lore didn't notice the gesture, but then again he was certain that Lore had a tendency to notice a lot of things about him.
"I was almost afraid you were going to think I was barmy. Heck, I still think I'm barmy. You know, about the whole seeing invisible things bit. I know most people would..." Rick ran a hand through his hair distractedly. He wasn't sure he wanted to say what was still bothering him about, well, trying to act normal. It was such a massive task that he wasn't sure he could pull it off mos days, and doubted he succeeded in any attempt. "I'm sorry, about not saying anything. I just didn't know how to bring it up."
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Location: Forbidden Forest
State: Nervous, tired
OOC: Not a part of Ronyo and Essy's timeline.
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Isn't anyone trying to find me?
Won't somebody come take me home? |
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Posted: Tue Mar 19, 2013 7:53 pm
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Kiroil the Thestral _________ ______________________________________________ __________
Kiroil stood there, not a flinch or a breath, letting the girl touch him. The thestral was happy that his existence was known, even if he cannot be seen. But on the other hand, he didn't want someone innocent to death to know of a dead-looking creature such as himself. Well, the two kids seemed to have a hearty talk. Young love. It was always sweet.
{Derping o3o}
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Lonely, perhaps. Yearning, definitely. Wishing, hoping, dreaming.
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Posted: Wed Mar 20, 2013 10:40 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 22, 2013 9:05 pm
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I'm looking for a place
I'm searching for a face
Is anybody here I know
'Cause nothing's going right
And everything's a mess
And no one likes to be alone
Closing his eyes, Rick thought about Lore's request. It was probably both terrifying and perhaps even relieving to hear that someone that he trusted wanted to hear about how he was. He knew he freaked out his fellow housemates, and spent as little time around them as possible. Sighing, he patted the thestral absently, wondering if the creature could feel his apprehension with the situation.
"Honestly, I, I can't sleep. Every time I try, I see Drae and his family, still murdered. Every one of them blaming me. I could have stopped it, could have decided to go with my mum, but I didn't. I think I'm slipping in all of my classes. I freaked out Professor Athis. We were doing dementors, and..." The image of Drae and Lucy's bodies flashed through his head, and he pressed the palms of his hands against his eyes to try and erase the mental image. "I'm losing it. Then again, did I even have anything to lose to begin with?"
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Location: Forbidden Forest
State: Nervous, tired
OOC: Not a part of Ronyo and Essy's timeline.
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Isn't anyone trying to find me?
Won't somebody come take me home? |
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