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| Topic Started: Mar 24 2008, 07:38 PM (4,514 Views) | |
| Deanna James | Mar 24 2008, 07:38 PM Post #1 |
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[size=1]The park, at first glance, seemed like a simple muggle playground. A row of swings, slightly rusty, but there none the less, a few slides connected by poles to slide down, a swirl pole to climb down, and several placed to climb up. Off to the side it had a merry go round, and see-saws weren't far from it. Each item -- the swings, the merry-go-round, the see-saws -- were magically altered.[/size] |
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| Deanna James | Mar 24 2008, 07:42 PM Post #2 |
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[size=1]Dea, after leaving Anna so she could work, took a big pile of books and half-finished essays, and wandered down to the park near Ollie's flat. Even though it wasn't even sixty degrees, her jacket was simply enough for her, and she was tired of being inside. It happened like this every spring; she'd be good, and stay inside during the winter, but as soon as it was spring? She'd get entirely too restless to stay inside, despite the weather. Had it been raining? She'd have come outside anyways, and just sat, or walked. Settling down in a picnic table, she got to work. [/size] |
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| Deleted User | Mar 24 2008, 07:51 PM Post #3 |
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Robert wandered inconspicuously down Diagon Alley. In truth, he was arguing with himself. He didn't have a clue what to do with kids, and to top that off with the bloody fact that bloody auror brought his bloody illegimate brother into his house, of all things...It really, really pissed him off. And in all honesty, he wanted someone to take it out on. Disappearing for a while hadn't helped, he'd killed several muggles in the island he went to, and he still didn't feel better about it. Damn kids. And speaking of...Robert's angry face slowly smoothed into a grin as he saw his first. Typical, just typical. She would be outside, being completely oblivious to the world... Robert fingered his wand, walking over there slowly, and not stopping until he was right in front of her, blocking any light she was getting. "Nice day to be out, hmm?" He smirked down at her. |
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| Deanna James | Mar 24 2008, 08:09 PM Post #4 |
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[size=1]Dea had heard footsteps, but seeing as it was a park she was sitting in, didn't think anything about it. Of course, that immediately changed as a large shadow fell over her, following with dread as she heard his voice. "Goodie. You're back." She muttered under her breath, looking up at him steadily. "Almost perfect, would it be a few degrees warmer." She pushed her hair out of her face, and set down her quill, her eyes immediately latching onto his wand. [/size] |
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| Deleted User | Mar 24 2008, 08:13 PM Post #5 |
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"Yes, I'm back." Robert's grin widened as he leaned in to hear her, his eye completely lost of anything except for cold amusement. "And do you want to know why I'm back?" He noted now her eyes went to his wand, and nearly laughed. Forever would she be attracted to the piece of wood. Forever, and ever. His little piece of revenge. He just didn't feel like keeping it around her long enough for her to go insane for it; he had better things to do. |
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| Deanna James | Mar 24 2008, 08:21 PM Post #6 |
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[size=1]Dea closed her eyes for a moment, feeling slightly dizzing, and then turned an accusing glare onto her father. "Put it away, you don't have any reason to have it out right now." She demanded, holding her head. After a moment, she sighed. "Why are you back, since you seem to want to tell me so badly?"[/size] |
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| Deleted User | Mar 24 2008, 08:42 PM Post #7 |
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Robert sat down across from Deanna, and fingered his wand for a moment more, before sticking it in his suit-jacket pocket; still visible, but put away as she'd asked. "You're right, I wouldn't want you to steal it again..." He commented, laughing shortly. Then, drawing the moment out, he arched his eyebrow and took her quill, playing with it between his hands. "You have a sibling." |
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| Deanna James | Mar 24 2008, 08:53 PM Post #8 |
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[size=1]Dea rolled her eyes and sighed, forcing herself to not get annoyed; afterall, it was Robert. He always did this to her. Her, and everyone else in the world. She pulled her quill out of his hands, and went back to her essay. Afterall, if he was just going to annoy her, she might as well get something done. Unicorn hair can be used in many ways, and not just for potions. One of these... Her fingers froze as she blinked. Sibling? Honestly, he must be kidding. Absolutely freaken kidding. "Very funny." She snapped, finishing her sentence and cleaning up the little ink blot made when she abruptly stopped writing.[/size] |
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| Deleted User | Mar 24 2008, 09:00 PM Post #9 |
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"You think I reacted any differently?" He was annoyed by her instant derision, and swept her papers onto the ground, standing up. "Don't take that tone with me." Oh, he was so easily infuriated lately... |
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| Deanna James | Mar 24 2008, 09:07 PM Post #10 |
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[size=1]"Well its not like I made you make her pregnant!" Dea crossed her arms, barely glancing at her papers. She waved her wand, and they were back on the table, papers inside books, all nicely stacked. "And I can take whatever tone I want to." She was quieter in that part, taking a moment to compose herself, and pulled her books into her arms, getting up, ready to leave.[/size] |
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| Deleted User | Mar 24 2008, 09:12 PM Post #11 |
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Robert smirked. "You really think I'm going to just let you walk away from me? Think again daughter of mine. Disrespect deserves to be punished." He walked around the table, and grabbed her by the shoulders, getting right into her face. "See, I only need one kid. One heir. Unfortuantly for you..." He let go of her shoulders, but only to backhand her 'for her insolence. "You aren't it." |
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| Deanna James | Mar 24 2008, 09:15 PM Post #12 |
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[size=1]Dea felt the sting before she even processed he had hit her, before she even realized her head had wrenched sideways, and she held still, fuming. For merlinsakes, he was like a little freaken kid. Couldn't control his anger. "And if your new 'heir' is a girl?" She whispered, her knuckles white in an attempt to keep calm, clenching her books.[/size] |
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| Deleted User | Mar 24 2008, 09:21 PM Post #13 |
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"Then she'll be a helluva lot easier to get rid of than you. Little babies can't protect themselves, can they?" It was obvious that idea was extremely angering, to have yet another girl, and he paused, his hand digging into his eldest daughter's arm, as he thought of the cleanest way to do so. Cleanest, and fastest, quietest, and overall just to get the thing out of the way... His gaze went back to Deanna, calculating, smirking as he saw her swelling cheek, a thin cut made by his ring. |
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| Deanna James | Mar 24 2008, 09:25 PM Post #14 |
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[size=1]Dea frowned, ignoring his grip on her, and shook her head. "You wouldn't kill a newborn, thats ridiculous. Ridiculous, and cruel, and pointless. Seriously, that'll earn you respect. Oh, what have you done lately? Killed a newborn. Ooo, scary..."[/size] |
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| Deleted User | Mar 24 2008, 09:30 PM Post #15 |
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Robert clenched his hand into a fist, and glared at her, any previous amusement gone. Merlin, he hated kids. Especially this one, this headstrong, sarcastic little bitch that was just like her mother. It was the image of Rebekkah that propelled his hand forward, it was the doubled anger, and the familiarity that made him grin at the feel of soft flesh, fragile bones, the tauntness of his other arm keeping her from falling. "And what did I tell you about talking back to me then, Rebekkah?" He whispered, an odd glint in his eyes. |
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| Deanna James | Mar 24 2008, 09:37 PM Post #16 |
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[size=1]Dea turned her head away, blinking furiously to get rid of tears; tears of pain, but not just physically. Why did he have to bring her up? Not now, not ever. She knew how far he went with her mom, did that mean she was in for the same thing? It wasn't what she wanted, one side of her face already felt broken, and with the help of him keeping her up, she stood up, and rose her chin. "I'm not Rebekkah." Her eyes slipped black, fueled by her needing to get out of there, and her hand pulled his off her arm, finger by finger, and stepped back. "I will never be her. If you are so obsessed about her, then why did you make her leave? Why then, Robert, did you feel the need to ruin yourself, and your family? Don't you know that all she ever wanted was for you to love us? You're the one that ruined it. Its completely your fault that you're such an unhappy person, and searching girl after girl won't help that!" Dea sunk down onto the picnic bench again, waiting for her head to stop spinning. She then bit her lip, knowing she was way over her boundaries, and hoping she'd be able to see straight before he reached his breaking point.[/size] |
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| Deleted User | Mar 24 2008, 09:42 PM Post #17 |
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Robert shook his head, loosing Rebekkah's face, and instead seeing one that made him even angrier. "Funny of you to lecture me on how to be a person when you aren't even one." He hissed, though keeping his distance, as she could do damage to him, though that didn't really register as he pulled his wand out slowly. "You lecture of how I am just a bad person, hurting many people...tearing apart families...how cold I am...but all you have to do is look at yourself. You live off of other people. You take their lives so much easier than I will ever be able to...and all you have to do is lose control. All you have to do is suck their life out of their bodies, you are just a leech. And your skin is colder than I will ever be, so I'd be doing the world a favour by getting rid of you, isn't that right? You need to learn your place." A whispered crucio hit its mark at the close target, and Robert apparated away. "I'll be back. Next time, I hope you'll hold your tongue." |
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| Deanna James | Mar 24 2008, 09:56 PM Post #18 |
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[size=1]Dea curled over her books, her knuckles white, her jaw clenched, and her eyes squeezed shut in an attempt to keep any reaction to herself. Luckily, with him apparating away as soon as his spell hit her, it didn't last long, and it wasn't that strong. Still, a crucio was a crucio, and she slid off the picnic bench to sit ther. Merlin, when did she become such a cry-baby? She couldn't stand herself crying, and now, she felt like it more than ever. It was so stupid, she knew it, but she couldn't help but question it. Love from your parents was supposed to be unconditional. Un-freaken-conditional, and she could never do anything right, he'd never ever acknowledge anything she'd ever do, have done, anything, and she hated the fact that it actually hurt her. Once her ragged breathing calmed a little bit, she leaned her head back against the bench, straightening back out, and just closed her eyes. The breeze, frigid as it was, helped calm her down, and she just stilled.[/size] |
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| Deleted User | Apr 3 2008, 12:05 AM Post #19 |
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Kay had come back to England to visit her parents, though she sat underneath a tree crying and not feeling so good. She hadn't been feeling good since she left to Japan and live there. Every few days she'd get sick and some days her arms and legs would get numb. She vomits and has headaches alot in the morning and other times of the day. She thought it was just her getting sick with a cold and that it would pass away but now she wasn't able to move her legs. She couldn't get up or anything at all, it's now she realised there is something wrong with her. |
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| Jesse Mraz | Apr 3 2008, 12:09 AM Post #20 |
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Jesse walked out in the park. He needed to get out after being cooped up with a hormonal Jennipher. Also he didn't feel like torturing the prisoner for some reason. So here he was. He saw Kayena so he walked over to her.But he also noticed she was crying. "Hey, I'm here so no need to cry. What's the matter Kay?" Jesse asked as he sat next to her. |
 *credit goes to Addy* | |
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