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Posted: Tue Jul 23, 2013 2:17 pm
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Who's gonna FIGHT for what's RIGHT
Who's gonna HELP us SURVIVE
We're in the FIGHT of our LIVES
And we're not READY to DIE Who's gonna FIGHT for the WEAK
Who's gonna MAKE 'em BELIEVE
I've GOT a HERO
LIVING in ME
MARINA EUGENIE ALDRED
PROUD HALFBLOOD
SLYTHERIN FIFTH YEAR PREFECT
It's just another war: Happy | Just another family torn: I've never been to the circus before... | Just a step from the edge: Damien | Just another day in the world we live in: Shore | Wearing
Marina kicked off her socks and shoes as soon as they reached the shore, grinning as she felt the sand on her bare feet. Despite it being summer, this was Britain, which meant the water would probably be freezing, but she let the waves wash over her feet anyways. The redheaded girl glanced at her boyfriend, then up at the sky, where the first stars were just appearing. It was beautiful, and she wanted to preserve this moment forever in her mind. She was going to have to tell him about her mum's incident, and that note at some point. Keeping secrets was never good for a relationship, ever. She'd read enough books and seen enough movies to know that. "It's cold," she whispered, smiling a little.
INTELLIGENCE without AMBITION is a BIRD without WINGS
I'm gonna FIGHT for what's RIGHT
Today I'm SPEAKING my MIND
And if it KILLS me TONIGHT
I will be READY to DIE I've gotta FIGHT TODAY
To LIVE another DAY
SPEAKING my mind TODAY
My VOICE will be heard TODAY
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Tue Jul 23, 2013 6:49 pm
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 Damien is...spacespacespacespace CURRENTLY // Looking Casual at Locationspace
CURRENTLY // single // crushing // loving Marina Aldredspaces
CURRENTLY WITH // Marinaspacesp
CURRENTLY FEELING // Effervescentspacespa
CURRENTLY THINKING // 'I wish I could hold this moment still... like a living photograph.' spacespac
'I know you don't like how I feel,
but please, try to remember,' ═════════════════════════════════
Damien watched as Marina took her shoes and socks off, his eyes curious. The water had to be bloody cold... though not as cold as it would be in the winter. Still, she'd surely freeze her toes off... sure enough, the thought had no sooner crossed his mind than she said the words. He glanced at the sand, noting that if he took another step, his own feet would sink and his new sneakers would get sand in them... he'd never felt sand on his toes, he realized. Never felt the waves wash over his feet... he supposed that must be odd, but it'd never occurred to him before. He offered her a sweet, crooked smile and scuffed his own shoes, pulling his socks off and meeting her at the edge of the water. The rush of cold on his feet was... pleasant, he realized. He was sure he'd be cold soon, once the nerves in his feet told his brain what it really felt like, but... the feeling of that cool water brushing his feet, the sand moving beneath them, was... freeing, he realized. He put his arms around Marina's waist, pulling her close, kissing her cheek and murmuring in her ear, "I'll keep you warm." His lips brushed across her earlobe and her cheek before be brought them to her lips, smiling as he kissed her for the feeling of being so open and, yes, free, for the first time in his entire life. No pressure, no fear, no nerves. Just him and her, the sand beneath their feet and the waves rushing over them. He pulled away, his hands running down her arms to take hold of hers, and he leaned back. Her hair looked so lovely in the sunlight... he gave her that crooked smile again. "I love you, Marina."
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'It's natural for a thing like me...'
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Posted: Tue Jul 23, 2013 7:25 pm
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Who's gonna FIGHT for what's RIGHT
Who's gonna HELP us SURVIVE
We're in the FIGHT of our LIVES
And we're not READY to DIE Who's gonna FIGHT for the WEAK
Who's gonna MAKE 'em BELIEVE
I've GOT a HERO
LIVING in ME
MARINA EUGENIE ALDRED
PROUD HALFBLOOD
SLYTHERIN FIFTH YEAR PREFECT
It's just another war: Happy | Just another family torn: I've never been to the circus before... | Just a step from the edge: Damien | Just another day in the world we live in: Shore | Wearing
Marina's eyes widened in surprise when Damien joined her, taking off his own socks and shoes. She hadn't expected that, but then again her boyfriend had a trend of surprising her. Her toes were sinking into sand and there was an ocean breeze rippling her curls. She leaned into him when he pulled her close, and shivered at the feeling of his lips on her ear and cheek before he kissed her. Marina could have sworn her heart actually leaped inside her chest as she kissed him back, running her fingers through his hair before he pulled away. She adored everything about him, from his crooked smile to his nervousness with her parents to his patience with her when she was being, well, Marina, and she never ever wanted them, together, to end. By nature she was a cynic, always inclined to think the worst, but when she looked at him everything in the world seemed overwhelmingly right. And at his next words her breath caught in her throat, and she stared at him, as if she couldn't quite believe him for a moment. He loved her. He loved her and he meant it. And she... "I love you too," she said in a low tone, unable to take her eyes off him. She let the silence linger for a moment, reveling in it, because it was the best sort of silence. Everything was perfect.
So of course she ended up breaking it, with a pang of guilt and regret. But she had to tell him now, or she might not be able to later. "I have to tell you something," she begain, her eyes looking pained. "This is going to sound entirely mad, but I think- I think I'm being blackmailed." Better to just let him know quickly, right? Like ripping off a bandaid. Except that this was serious, and insane, and she had no idea what to do about it. All she had was the haunting suspicion someone was out there watching her.
INTELLIGENCE without AMBITION is a BIRD without WINGS
I'm gonna FIGHT for what's RIGHT
Today I'm SPEAKING my MIND
And if it KILLS me TONIGHT
I will be READY to DIE I've gotta FIGHT TODAY
To LIVE another DAY
SPEAKING my mind TODAY
My VOICE will be heard TODAY
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Tue Jul 23, 2013 8:11 pm
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Damien is...spacespacespacespace CURRENTLY // Looking Casual at Locationspace
CURRENTLY // single // crushing // loving Marina Aldredspaces
CURRENTLY WITH // Marinaspacesp
CURRENTLY FEELING // Effervescentspacespa
CURRENTLY THINKING // 'I wish I could hold this moment still... like a living photograph.' spacespac
'I know you don't like how I feel,
but please, try to remember,' ═════════════════════════════════
Damien waited, his heart pounding as soon as the words had left his lips. He hadn't meant to say it; he'd wanted to wait, although now he couldn't even remotely remember why. It'd felt right to say it; perfect. The timing, the atmosphere... it was like everything had aligned just right for his declaration. And for hers in return... when she said she loved him, the pounding stopped, just for a second, has his heart swelled in his chest. He let the words hang in the air, poignant and beautiful in their simplicity. But before he could break the silence with a kiss, she broke it with... a confession? His eyes narrowed, his brow worrying as he waited. When the words fell from her lips, his eyes went wide, and he squeezed her hands. Part of him thought it might be his mother, but surely she'd have opened with that if it could be her? But what else could it be? He knew there were likely things about her he didn't know, some things in her past she hadn't shared, but... something big enough for her to be blackmailed over it? He didn't know what to say. The silence stretched as he tried to find something, anything to respond with. He didn't think she was mad, not at all. How could she be? But... "What do you mean, you think you're being blackmailed? What... what could someone possibly have to blackmail you with? Did someone threaten you, did they... did they try to hurt you?" He pulled his hands away from hers, eyes flashing and his fists clenching at the thought of anyone trying to hurt her. No one was going to hurt her; he wouldn't allow it. He couldn't. If anything were to happen to her... he didn't know what he'd do then. End up mad, most likely. He didn't know who he was without her. Not anymore. His entire personality had been altered by her. What would happen to him if she weren't there to make him better? He put his arms around her again then, the movement sudden, his embrace intense, desperate. "You're not mad. And whoever this is... they'll regret it if they do anything to you." Damien knew powerful people; his father knew powerful people. And Marina was the most important thing in the world to him. He would never let anything happen to her.
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'It's natural for a thing like me...'
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Posted: Tue Jul 23, 2013 9:07 pm
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Who's gonna FIGHT for what's RIGHT
Who's gonna HELP us SURVIVE
We're in the FIGHT of our LIVES
And we're not READY to DIE Who's gonna FIGHT for the WEAK
Who's gonna MAKE 'em BELIEVE
I've GOT a HERO
LIVING in ME
MARINA EUGENIE ALDRED
PROUD HALFBLOOD
SLYTHERIN FIFTH YEAR PREFECT
It's just another war: Happy | Just another family torn: I've never been to the circus before... | Just a step from the edge: Damien | Just another day in the world we live in: Shore | Wearing
Marina embraced him back, wanting to reassure him that nothing was going to happen, that she was going to be fine. But she couldn't guarantee that, she realized with a sinking feeling. "Do you remember what I told you about my mum? Well, she had one of her episodes the other day, but it was much worse than usual. I came down to the kitchen because I smelled something burning, and found her practically hyperventilating. I managed to calm her down, but she wouldn't tell me what had triggered it. She just kept avoiding it and changed the subject. I didn't want to push her about it, so I figured I'd talk to my dad about it later on. But then I got this note, threatening to burn me like the cake she'd been baking had been if I pried anymore about it. Someone had to have been watching us. The initials on it were S.S., but the only thing I can think of is Salazar Slytherin, and that makes no sense." Marina exhaled slowly and looked at her boyfriend worriedly. "I really have no idea what to do, but when I find out who's done this there will be hell to pay." Blackmail? Her? Not happening. She wasn't going to be ordered around by some stalker. A mixture of worry, fear, and anger was roiling inside of her.
INTELLIGENCE without AMBITION is a BIRD without WINGS
I'm gonna FIGHT for what's RIGHT
Today I'm SPEAKING my MIND
And if it KILLS me TONIGHT
I will be READY to DIE I've gotta FIGHT TODAY
To LIVE another DAY
SPEAKING my mind TODAY
My VOICE will be heard TODAY
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Wed Jul 24, 2013 4:55 pm
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Damien is...spacespacespacespace CURRENTLY // Looking Casual at Locationspace
CURRENTLY // single // crushing // loving Marina Aldredspaces
CURRENTLY WITH // Marinaspacesp
CURRENTLY FEELING // Effervescentspacespa
CURRENTLY THINKING // 'I wish I could hold this moment still... like a living photograph.' spacespac
'I know you don't like how I feel,
but please, try to remember,' ═════════════════════════════════
Damien listened, his arms still around her, his hand gently rubbing her back as she related the events in her kitchen. He didn't know much about what had happened to her mother; Marina had only given him a few details, really. But it'd been horrible, he knew. And it seemed like someone who was somehow involved was attempting to hurt Bernadette... and would hurt Marina if she got in the way. When she pulled away to look at him and her eyes flashed as she threatened this person, he smiled a bit. She had so much fire in her. But his eyes were still worried. "Just... be careful, Marina. There are ways to do these things, but.. you have to be careful." Damien wondered if his father would be able to help her with this. He knew powerful people, and people with information that most would never even know to ask for. Perhaps some digging could be done... and they would be tucked away at the school soon enough, and her resources might be a bit limited there, but she'd be safe to search. It was highly doubtful that whoever this was would be able to watch her while she was at the school... unless, of course, they were a professor, he thought, his eyes narrowing a bit. He shook his head to brush the thought aside, and tucked her hair behind her ear, trying his best to look reassuring. He gave her another smile, and kissed the tip of her nose. "We will figure this out. Everything will be fine. I swear." There he went, making promises he didn't know if he could keep... but then, he couldn't bare the thought of not being able to keep that one, so perhaps it was for the best. He glanced back up at the main fairway, noting people moving about in dresses and suits, wearing all sorts of masks and heading for one of the larger tents. He gestured towards it. "But we'll worry about it another night, yeah? It looks like it's time for the ball. We should go change." Damien's eyes danced at the thought. Marina would be easy enough to spot, he figured, but he was still dying to see whatever it was she'd decided to wear. She'd look lovely. He offered his arm to escort her back to the fairway, where hopefully they would find some sort of changing area. Most everyone seemed to have been wearing normal clothes earlier, so surely there was something?
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'It's natural for a thing like me...'
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Posted: Wed Jul 24, 2013 5:19 pm
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Masked Stranger
Quick footsteps followed, careful not to lose that vivacious bout of fiery hair and the one of sable that walked in tow with her. The robed silhouette stood on the outskirts of the shore, just on the edge of the bustling circus while crowds gathered to purchase masks and flocked to the masquerade tent. Far enough away, however, all the charms in the world wouldn’t help the hooded figure hear just what was going on…
All the same, that didn’t matter. Each time the pair had stopped to turn and talk to one another, just enough of their face was turned toward the circus, and just enough of their sly lips were visible. Just enough to read.
It was the reason why this one was here, anyway, among the thicket of the crowds. Because the others weren’t quite skilled for this, the others were much more amiable in their own traits—and this was the strangers.
A ghostly smile flashed under the full mask as a wand was procured from the innermost pocket of their robes and swirled it carefully beneath the lull of robes that curtained the nefarious one. ”Lustro circulus,” the bare whisper struck the world as surely as the flash of fire that cackled to life in a tight daring circle around the pair. Unfortunately, the sand hadn’t aided its efforts in devouring the students, if anything, it seemed to keep the magically charmed fire slapping fiery gold with ghostly hands at them.
Without waiting to watch what would happen, the silhouette turned swiftly and moved into the crowd, changing masks in the shadows with a poised smile.
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Wed Jul 24, 2013 6:15 pm
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Who's gonna FIGHT for what's RIGHT
Who's gonna HELP us SURVIVE
We're in the FIGHT of our LIVES
And we're not READY to DIE Who's gonna FIGHT for the WEAK
Who's gonna MAKE 'em BELIEVE
I've GOT a HERO
LIVING in ME
MARINA EUGENIE ALDRED
PROUD HALFBLOOD
SLYTHERIN FIFTH YEAR PREFECT
It's just another war: Happy | Just another family torn: I've never been to the circus before... | Just a step from the edge: Damien | Just another day in the world we live in: Shore | Wearing
Marina nodded firmly. She could figure this out, she was one of the brightest witches in her year. And Damien was far from a dolt as well, so she had him for help, and of course the Chimeras if things got too bad. She ran a hand through her red locks. And then just as she turned, a circle of fire sprang up around them. She gasped and then her mind momentarily blanked, which was bad.
But reaction time is everything, and Marina was blessed that in this instance, after a mere second of panic she regained her thinking powers. She knew this spell, had used it before in duels. Sand and fire did not mix well, and they were relatively safe as long as they remained where they were. And also, she had a wand.
Yeah, yeah, she wasn't allowed to use magic, but this was an emergency, since the fire was still a threat. No one in their right mind was going to punish her for this. She faced the flames so similar in color to her hair and bristled. "Augamenti!" she snapped, and a jet of water shot forth. "Augamenti!" She continued to douse the flames in pure, unbridled anger, until all that was left was smoldering ashes and she was slightly out of breath.
When the flames were all but completely put out, she turned to Damien. She knew fire was one of his greatest fears, and this must have been very alarming to him. "Are you alright?" she asked softly. Then she scowled. "I can't believe- This was some little plot to scare me off, I know it! And someone could have, you could have gotten hurt! If they've got issues with me and my family, that's bad enough, but I just involved you in this too! I'm such an idiot!" She felt like burying herself in the sand. She'd told Damien, and look what had happened. Trouble just followed her everywhere she went. Literally. "Whoever cast it, their long gone now," she muttered. "I doubt they'll try anything else tonight, not with all these people around. Let's go to the Masquerade, it's probably safer than out here."
INTELLIGENCE without AMBITION is a BIRD without WINGS
I'm gonna FIGHT for what's RIGHT
Today I'm SPEAKING my MIND
And if it KILLS me TONIGHT
I will be READY to DIE I've gotta FIGHT TODAY
To LIVE another DAY
SPEAKING my mind TODAY
My VOICE will be heard TODAY
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Posted: Wed Jul 24, 2013 7:29 pm
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Damien is...spacespacespacespace CURRENTLY // Looking Casual at Locationspace
CURRENTLY // single // crushing // loving Marina Aldredspaces
CURRENTLY WITH // Marinaspacesp
CURRENTLY FEELING // Effervescentspacespa
CURRENTLY THINKING // 'I wish I could hold this moment still... like a living photograph.' spacespac
'I know you don't like how I feel,
but please, try to remember,' ═════════════════════════════════
Damien had no sooner began the trek back to the Circus when a mask figure cast a circle of flames around him. Instantly, he froze, his eyes gazing into the flames, wide and fearful. He watched them dance and felt the heat on his face, his gaze roving from one point to the next, desperately searching for some way out. His hand reached for his wand, mere seconds after Marina had hers, his mind desperately telling him to put them out. But he couldn't seem to do anything but wrap one hand around the handle and his other around her waist, attempting to at least put him in between her and the flames, a ridiculous task since the fire encircled them. The only part of his brain that was functioning past the fear was the one that told him to protect her. Better the flames lick his skin, mar his flesh, than ever cause her the pain he'd endured first year. When Marina had put the flames out, he sagged, still tense, still afraid, his heart pounding, his thoughts poisonous. He'd stood there like a coward, he realized. He cursed under his breath and turned to Marina. Her rant made him bristle. He could have gotten hurt? What about her? She was the important one, he was supposed to protect her! He tried to calm his nerves, knowing that it was sort of sexist of him to assume he should be the protector and she the one being protected, but it was in his upbringing to save women, not to let them save him! He grit his teeth. She wasn't an idiot for involving him in this; he couldn't bare for her to have been alone when that happened. He took her hand, finally finding his voice. "Marina, don't shut me out of this. Don't. I need... I need to know, okay? Because if I hadn't been here and something had happened to you..." He trailed off, knowing she could fill in the blanks. He hung his head, still feeling like a useless twit when she brought up the Ball... He wasn't even sure he would be able to enjoy himself. The person who'd attacked them had worn a mask... they would likely be there. But, the date had been going so well, and he did want to take her... maybe he could salvage this, he thought, nodding to her. "Right, then. Let's go." Marina was right; they'd been alone when they'd been attacked. Whoever had done it likely didn't want to cause a scene.
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'It's natural for a thing like me...'
(( OOC: )) ** Exit; next post at the Ball **
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Posted: Mon Jul 29, 2013 7:30 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 29, 2013 7:50 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 29, 2013 9:04 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 29, 2013 9:37 pm
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Jane closed her eyes gently as she heard him speak, the closeness of his body making him tickle. She opened her eyes once again to look into his deep eyes. She could just get lost within them. Her breaths were deep and in rhythm with Darcy's. The roar of the ocean and the gleaming light of the setting sun, it seemed to urge her on. "And I...want to..." The words came out slow and even "spend time...with..." Her eyes closed again slightly as she continued to moved closer to Darcy's firm body "you" she finished. Her lips finally touched Darcy's. She had heard a kiss being described as fireworks but to her it was nothing like that. It was much much better. Everything was calm and serene but so thrilling at the same time. Her lips felt his warm breaths and each time she felt it her lips seemed to tingle with something electric and new. She let her hands slip around Darcy, one on the small of this back, one on his hair. She rubbed his blonde hair through her pale fingers, enjoying every sensation. Never in all her years had she ever felt anything like this, the warmth of his body so close to hers and the gentle and magical feel of his lips. She could stay here forever, with him. As she kissed him she knew that she would never again leave his side, not for the rest of her life, not eternity. She pushed herself into him once again, grasping his soft hair. Never, never would she leave.
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Posted: Mon Jul 29, 2013 9:56 pm
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This world is cold
But you don't
You don't have to go
You're feeling sad, you're feeling lonely
Hold on 
Darcy never believed in destiny. Or fate. Or predisposition, or whatever. He believed in the here and now before worrying about the past or the future stopped you from enjoying the now. At least, that's what he believes. Or used to believe. Because having Jane now firmly ensnared in his arms as her soft rose petal lips pressed against his, he could actually believe that some previously ordained spirited cast this beautiful, smart, and caring woman his way and for that he will always be grateful. For how else would he be able to call her his own? And now, as the forgotten sun was nearly entrenched in the ocean, the circus in the distance, and nimble fingers sliding through his hair he knew. There wasn't a pale glow surrounding her, there wasn't beautifully orchestrated music in the background, nor were rose petals falling softly from the sky. It was as if his heart was simply beating for the first time in nearly twenty years. Darcy just knew. Jane was his one, his only, his beginning and his end. And as his own arms wrapped themselves around her in a cocoon of comfort and closeness and his hands resting on the small of her back between her shoulder blades he knew that this couldn't and wouldn't be the only time this would occur. How?
He just knew.
Hold on if you feel like letting go
Hold on it gets better than you know
Your days
You say they're way too long
And your nights
You can't sleep at all
Hold on |
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