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Post by Haine on Aug 4, 2009 10:14:05 GMT -5
"My problem? The only problem that I have is the fact that you're trying to beat the crap out of me and I have no idea why!" Well this was a minor lie. Gideon knew exactly why Chase wanted to beat the crap out of him, just not ... why. You get what I mean anyway.
The room felt like it was spinning around Gideon. If Ace hadn't been holding him up by his shirt, he'd probably be on the floor. Yet part of Gideon still feared that there was a high chance that Chase would make the room more than spin. Fabian certainly wasn't making anything better. " Look You wanker- I am not gay. Especially not for Chase of all people. No offence-" Gideon tagged on, hoping it might save him slightly during the beating. "And this is hardly the time to start preaching about the wrongness of my swearing habits. In such a tacky way, might I add." His words slurred slightly, it was hard to do much while dizzy.
"And why can't I? What do you want me to do anyway? Stand her up and hide in the dorm all night? Oh yeah. I'm sure that'll go down just great with Marlene." Gideon was struggling to resist the urge to punch Chase while he had the chance.
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As everyone else in the dorm had appeared there, Phil just had to as well. "Damn." Was all he could say, leaning on the door frame as Gideon and Chase had their 'fight'. "In all the time none of you lot thought to take a picture. Did you realise how much that could be used for blackmail later on?" He asked the audience comprised of his fellow dorm-mates. Phil was genuinly surprised - blackmail was usually one of the first things that the group thought of in these situations.
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Post by Taylor on Aug 4, 2009 11:03:24 GMT -5
"Ooh, wanker? That is something new. Dude, are you fucking drunk?" Fabian said walking up to him. Pulling out his wand he muttered,"Protego.". He waited for the shield to erupt, and he backed up. "Okay. I'll take the shield down when you calm down and don't want to beat the shit out of each other. What are you even fighting about?" He said, looking at both of them. He could tell that Chase hadn't been punched yet. "And Gideon? Have you seen my owl lately? Its been missing for a while." He asked curiously.
Ashton groaned, looking at Phil. "Damn. I wanted to see someone get knocked out! Why didn't we think of that!" He said, frowning. "Then Fabian comes and ruins it all with his song and spell." He sighed, leaning on the wall.
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Post by shay on Aug 4, 2009 13:10:59 GMT -5
The shield threw Chase back a foot or so as it was cast. His hand was ripped from it's hold on Gideon's shirt, and Gideon wobbled dangerously. He glared at Fabian, whom he knew rather well due to the fact he was Gideon's kid brother.
"I just don't understand why you had to ask Marlene. Honest to fucking god, Gideon. Fabian take it down, I'm not going to hit him anymore." Chase crossed his arms and rolled his head back, looking at the ceiling and exhaling. Everything was moving through his mind a little slower than before. His best friend. His kid sister... Kind of. Not really, but kind of. In reality, at least if Gideon was to take her, Chase could be sure she wasn't going to be getting piss drunk and raped, or anything like that. But still! ... still?
Okay, so maybe it would be okay. But whatever, Gideon still needed the get hit for the fact that he hid who his date was from Ace. Like for real, why wouldn't he have told me right off the bat? ... Beacause he knew I'd want to beat the shit out of him. Ahhh of course. Oh, the complications of having your best friend know you inside and out.
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Post by Haine on Aug 4, 2009 14:38:45 GMT -5
Phil just sighed and shook his head. "You guys dissapoint me. Usually I'd be the last to suggest Blackmail photos. And yet today of all days, I end up the smart one. The world is coming to an end!" He exclaimed, not taking his eyes off of the 'fight'. "... I missed Fabian singing? Is this a good or bad thing?"
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"Of course I'm not fucking drunk. Not even just drunk. Just dizzy. Very very dizzy. Anyway, ask him what the fight's about. I have no idea myself." was Gideon's mumbled reply as he flopped down on the bed. He leant back and closed his eyes, the dizziness was slowly -finally- dissapearing. "You can take it down Fabian. I feel like I'm dying anyway so it makes little difference." Said the drama king. After a while, Gideon sat up, a faint grin on his face as he turned to Chase. "You're meant to be smart and know me well. Isn't it obvious that I like her?" Hmm... maybe it wasn't so smart to ask Fabian to take the shield down after all.
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Post by Taylor on Aug 4, 2009 15:04:27 GMT -5
Fabian frowned, looking at Gideon, secretly worried. Chase was just an inch taller, but that was still taller then Gideon. Pointing his wand at Gideon, just in case, he murmured,"Episkey.". He rolled his eyes, looking at Chase and Gideon. "I'm not taking it down." He said firmly. Looking at Gideon,"Stop being an idiot. Get up.". Looking at both of them, he said,"Okay, both of you, shut up. If Marlene found out about this, do you think she would approve?".
Ashton smiled and said,"Memories are better. You cant rip a memory.". Then he though and said,"Missing Fabian sing is good.". He watched Fabian, knowing he was probably only doing that to protect his brother.
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Post by Sarah on Aug 5, 2009 19:04:46 GMT -5
Connor sat on the edge of Jordan’s bed as Jordan kept looking in the mirror. He had never seen his friend act like this. Jordan was hardly ever particular about his looks. With a small laugh to himself, Connor said, “Thanks for the clothes, again,” “Don’t mention it. My dad considers you his son, I guess. You’re always over, anyways. Right?” Jordan asked, half paying attention while pulling his shoes on. “Yeah, I guess,” Connor replied. Mr. Knight was rich, but it was still nice of him to get Connor a suit. “Ready?” Jordan asked Connor after a last look at himself. “Yeah, darling,” Connor answered with a wink. “Shut up,” Jordan said, laughing and stuck his arm out, hooked, as if Connor would put his arm through it. Connor punched him playfully and exited the dorm and Common Room with Jordan.
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Post by shay on Aug 5, 2009 19:39:28 GMT -5
Chase exhaled slowly, and shook his head at Gideon. Slowly, very, slowly, a grin spread over his lips. "You're such an ass." He'd seen the signs of course, but everything inside him had roared into defense at the mention of Marlene having a "date", of sorts. He actually managed to chuckle when Gideon dramatically announced his supposed coming death. "She'd claw my eyes out, most likely... So no one's telling Marlene then. If you do.. You're dealing with both of us." Chase announced, glancing at Gideon for confirmation. Even the minor defensive scrapping would have Marlene in an uproar in his direction, as well as Ace's.
"So, now that we've got all this extra energy out of us, and we're still looking completely and utterly sick..." Chase's grin spread into a wide smile. "What do you gentlemen say we go find the ladies?" [/center]
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Post by Haine on Aug 6, 2009 9:28:28 GMT -5
"I'm not being an idiot. I'm just doing a damn good impression of one." Gideon retorted with a smile. He nodded in agreement to Chase's threat. If Marlene found out about this at all, both of them would be dead. Then neither Ace nor Gideon would be able to kill the ones that told her in the first place. And they'd much rather have their revenge before being tortured.
"Of course I'm an ass. You are too. How else are we so damn irresistable?" He joked, a grin also slowly forming on his face. The two clearly couldn't stay mad at each other for that long. "Anyway, before we even try to go anywhere, Fabian needs to take down his shield. Otherwise you're pretty much stuck on the other side of the room for as long as he feels like."
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"Good point. Yet we can use spells to keep the photos from gettin ripped, wet or set fire to." Phil replied, still watching what was left of the fight with half interest. "So why the hell was Fabian even singing in the first place?" [/size]
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Post by Taylor on Aug 6, 2009 10:24:25 GMT -5
Fabian took down the shield, "Hm. No bloody nose? Shame.". He smirked to Chase,"You should have punch him harder. Tsk.". Fabian walked over to the window, opening it. Looking, he couldn't see his owl. "I need my fucking owl." Fabian said, turning around to glare at Gideon. "You are still getting me one. This weekend. You are paying." He said, rolling his eyes. He really needed his owl. He missed Inkwell. Okay, not really. He just wanted Gideon to waste his money.
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"Ooh. Good idea." Ashton said with a smile. "I have no clue. I don't want to know why either." He said, frowning. Looking at Fabian, he rolled his eyes.
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Post by shay on Aug 6, 2009 14:46:07 GMT -5
Chase raised his eyebrows at Fabian. "You want a bloody nose? I'd more than pleased to give you one..." He closed the two strides between Gideon and himself , threw his arm around his best friends shoulder, and mussed his hair with the other hand. "Ah well. Better you than anyone else, eh? Let's go get the girls." They had really been up here a long time, getting dressed, fighting, etc.
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Post by Haine on Aug 6, 2009 15:12:57 GMT -5
Gideon grinned. "Did you know how long I spent on my hair? All to be ruined by you. Thanks. Just what I wanted." He then threw a grimace at Fabian. "How many times do I have to tell you that I didn't kill it before you believe me? And if you need it that badly, borrow someone else's. Just not Tennyson. Because you'll probably try and kill the poor thing as payback."
One thought eventually dawned on Gideon. "Shit. We need to start running now, if you value my life. I was meant to be down at the great hall ten minutes ago."
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Phil laughed. "Well now we've finally decided on the pictures, they have to be friends again don't they?"He paused, reaching for a camera anyway. "let's take it with us anyway. With any luck Marlene'll still try to beat the crap out of him just for being late. And these are the memories we want to keep forever, aren't they?"
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Post by nichole on Aug 9, 2009 1:49:30 GMT -5
The odd scent combination of vanilla and pumpkin juice wafted up the stone stairs and crept into the dormitory shared by the infamous Ravenclaw boys, the argumentative states of the current residents the norm. In fact, one young man remained unmoved the more his roommates continued their onslaught of insults and such, merely raising a brow the more the word ‘wanker’ was used.
Obviously, the boy was too lazy to add his own input, however much the smile inching it’s way across his face was threatening to burst into a full on chuckle. The current state of affairs in this particular boy’s corner of the room? The bad was tangled all to hell in a mash of a blue and bronze comforter, the young man merely sat in the middle of the chaos, (though this sheet in particular sported a mysterious sticky white substance).
Suddenly, the face that so generously housed the bump morphed from it's tranquil expression into a more alert one. A final whiff of butterbeer goodness set off the boy faster than any piercing alarm clock. Rising swiftly, the tall fellow stifled a yelp as he banged his head against the empty bed that floated above.
“If you don’t shut the fuck up,” Cavin muttered under his breath in a tired manor, his mood suddenly deflated with banging his head into the bed above. The moderately lean teen's stomach let out a roar of surrender, begging for anything at all to satisfy it's craving, though a bit of meat would suffice. A hand climbed to the spot where the skull had contacted the cot and stroked, attempting to soothe the wound. However, the fingers only further rumpled a thick head of chestnut brown hair.
“Seriously – wait, who’s gay?” Cavin had only partially listened to the conversation. Simultaneously standing up to full height, the wizard proceeded to rummage through a set of wooden drawers, where boxers and robes lay messily. He grabbed a bundle of clothes, not bothering to head into the lavatory to change. Judging by his clothes classmates, he was running late. Ah well, if they had a problem with him changing in the boy’s dormitory, then they could leave, couldn’t they? Within an instant, his bad attire had been changed in favor of a more appropriate robe, a tan hand raising to tighten the tie adorning the Ravenclaw colors.
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Post by shay on Aug 9, 2009 16:12:56 GMT -5
"Me and Gid. Get used to it. Hurry up though man, we're both late." He gestured to Gideon and himself, and grinned at his freshly-awoken dorm mate, who'd obviously deemed in worthwhile to take a nap before the ball. "By the way? The bump goes nicely with the tie. Very risqué." Grin still spread on his face, he hauled Gideon to the staircase with him, and pulled the door open to leave.
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Post by Haine on Aug 16, 2009 15:07:05 GMT -5
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