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Post by .:Urine Love:. on Sept 30, 2006 23:18:05 GMT -5
((We just missed you guys sooo much!))
A slightly older Ebin walked up to the Front Gates. He had a book tucked under his arm, he was finally wearing his robes and his hair was now naturally lying on his head. Even though Ebin's exterior now blended in he was still the same kid. His harmonica was in his robe's pocket and Louie-dog trailed after him. He glanced around Hogwarts, the lake to right, and the forbidden forest to his left. The castle just breached the horizon, it's huge gothic brick towers symbolizing the wizarding world. Ebin sat down underneath one of the great gargoyles. He looked up at one remembering when he had climbed them with Darius and Faye. A smile crept up his face as Louie lay down in the grass panting slightly. Even after that short stroll to the front gates Louie’s age has worn him thin. Ebin opened his charms book, he had fifteen minutes until class.
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Post by dairywizard on Sept 30, 2006 23:27:46 GMT -5
Darius had followed Ebin, but at a slow, lesuirly pace that was still hard for Darius to mimick. Spending an entire summer buying the right clothes and getting the right haircut and getting a GIRLFRIEND ( that still surprised Darius... had hopefully turned him into a cool teenager. He was still straight edged, blushed when around girls with long hair, and cared about rules. But he had conditioned himself, hating the old dork he used to be (he had scared everybody away) into this weird alternative lie that looked like Darius and also looked like a walking Hot Topic advertisement. Darius strolled up to Ebin, and his long bangs dropped into his eyes and he couldn't see for a second so he nodded a hello in the wrong direction. He put his hands in his pockets the way he had seen proper teenagers do, and arranged his Vans so that he looked nonchallant and punky. "Hey there, kid." Darius said, his voice still the high-pitched annoying whine.
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Post by snailo on Oct 3, 2006 18:07:32 GMT -5
((hey! i've missed you guys too =P but you do realize that this is a bad habit to get back into lol hmm im sort of rusty on rping =/ haha. well hope i haven¡¯t power played too much! i take it it¡¯s winter??))
Bundled in her robes and wearing a thick wooly hat that covered half her face, she walked towards Hogwarts. Faye hadn¡¯t grown much over the break nor did she look much different (except for the fact that she now had short hair which stuck out at odd angles) however she felt different. There were no wavering emotions, hesitation or reluctance and she felt confident. Reassured. Relieved. As she lugged her suitcase behind her she was surprised to see two figures at the front gate of Hogwarts...At this hour? She thought in amusement. But she was comforted by the fact that she wouldn¡¯t be alone, though she couldn¡¯t help noticing that they were an odd pair. The figure sitting down had already opened his charms book while the other, who was rather well groomed, was standing with his hands in his pockets and arranging his Vans ((urh what are vans?? lol)), and next to them was a rather heavily bundled up robe lying on the ground. Strange. Faye muttered as she watched them. Then as she made her way slowly to the gates she noticed to her amazement that the bundled robe lying on the ground was...moving! Impressed by the boy¡¯s skill in Charms, she walked determinedly towards them. "Hi!" She grinned widely, not realizing who they were and that the conjured moving robe was in fact Louie the dog.
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Post by dairywizard on Oct 5, 2006 1:21:14 GMT -5
((Ha, if it was a bad habit why did we all still check the site? But yeah, this year is really hard for us, too. Possibly the hardest academic year of our lives. So. Obviously, we won't be AS available as last time, but hopefully we'll post more than once a MONTH. and... I'm not going to post because it's Alex's turn, I guess.))
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Post by .:Urine Love:. on Oct 5, 2006 23:01:25 GMT -5
((GAH! this year is a living nightmare! But! I can brag that I am getting better grades than Brent (APs don't count!)...))
Ebin looked up from the ground where he was sitting with his back to the stone base of the gate. He smiled up at Faye, it was nice to see the familiar face. "Nice hair cut," he said mildly. Ebin had toned down over the summer. He had spent the summer at the embassy with his mother. Usually Ebin spent every summer with his father in California, where every night was a wild beach party. Ebin had grown his hair out, no longer a mohawk, and he had discovered philosophy. Rousseau was his favorite and Ebin had spent most of his summer sitting in cafes and pondering man's course on earth. Even Louie was now a calm old dog who spent most of his time curled up in Ebin's room.
Ebin glanced over at Darius. This caused a subtle smile to creep up on Ebin's face. "And what happened to you, Dairy-boy?" Ebin asked tilting his head to the side. "You look kind of gay..." He said thoughtfully. Ebin closed his book and stood up, peering at Darius. He leaned forward and gave his long hair a tug. "Does your mother approve of this?" he asked objectively. "I'm starting to think I'd make a better head boy than you..." Ebin said frankly, remembering the past years. Ebin had been through a lot, he still smoked cigarettes and there were still track marks from attempted suicides on his arms. This trio, Darius, Ebin and Faye, had been through a lot together. Ebin smiled, realizing that they were back together once again.
((And the gay comment... it is coming from me so please don't be offended....))
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Post by dairywizard on Oct 8, 2006 16:27:33 GMT -5
((everybody knows that you were the guy in bondage at homecoming, Alex. the only way we'd think you were homophobic is if you were self hating. and you're obsessed with yourself. so don't worry, no offense taken.))
"Listen, Ebin, firstly, i'm not gay, don't get your hopes up," Darius smirked in a lazy way. "secondly, I don't care what mum thinks," he lied through grinding teeth. (It was still hard for him to disobey rules, even the stupidest ones like hair length. Yes, it did bother his mum, but as long as he did his summer studies and cleaned his room every sunday then he was okay to grow his hair out all long as he pleased. He just had to promise to get the split ends cut every two months.) "Anyway," Darius said, "Just because I don't look the part of Head Boy doesn't mean that I'm not capable of it. And you don't look scholarly in the least, you hypocrite. Just because you've got a book in your hands doesn't mean you can read. Have you stopped chain smoking yet, by the way? And how's Fleur?" Darius grinned, rubbing the top of Ebin's head in a rough way. "Nah, nice to see you, kid."
Darius shook his hair out of Ebin's hands and looked over Ebin's shoulder at the stranger with short hair approaching them. She moved in a familliar way. And then it hit Darius like a shot to the head.
Faye?
The last Darius could remember of Faye is when she and Ebin went off together. That's when Darius really lost it. That's the emotion that Darius went home over summer with, and made him reconsider his priorities. Rules? Or friends? His ana1 tendencies had cost him both Faye and Ebin.
So now as she walked towards them, as if she didn't recognize them, he wondered if all this changing and rebuilding had actually made Darius forget about Faye. And he realized that all this red and black checkered clothing and the long hair and the spiked bracelets were just accessories to justify his lonliness. How cliche, Darius thought.
Anyway, he waved at her nonchalantly.
((vans are shoes, by the way. they're what punks wear. they look like laceless, flat tennis shoes made of canvas.))
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Post by snailo on Oct 15, 2006 0:31:11 GMT -5
Brent: haha I think we all secretly wanted to RP even though we knew it'd distract us. Wvar? How'd you know that I'd be having a hard year too? Well you are right, it's my last year of school *gurh*. But you'll be fine! Art school's going well I take it? P.S. thanks, it's like converse right?
Alex: Niiice, getting better grades than Brent eh? Well done! lol is it the last year of school for you too? Well don't worry, after this year you won't need to think about school anymore 2008 = freedom and football +D-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Darius. Ebin. Darius? Ebin? And Louie?! She froze in mid track and watched the pair with an odd expression. It couldn't be. "Urh..." She began but her sentence died down into the bitter cold. Her thoughts suppressed by the sudden fear of what ifs. How was it that in just a month and a half they changed so much? The memory of their rift last year still troubled her. She knew that the real reason why they were apart during the break, with little if not no correspondance, was to give each other some space to think - but to change? She felt she didn't know how to act around them. But f*ck that, she shrugged. It was a new year. A fresh start. Plus, she really was in no position to talk. So she waved at them in recognition and walked over towards them. "Hey. I didn't recognise you two before." She smiled gently and out of habit she flopped down next to Louie and gave the side of his belly a scratch.
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Post by .:Urine Love:. on Oct 18, 2006 22:57:56 GMT -5
((Brent: Haa haa... don't make fun of my boyfriend... You know he is hot...
Faye: I'm sorry that you were left out of this story so I'll fill you in... I have this really great boyfriend and we have been together since before the summer and he showed up to Homecoming in full bondage as a joke!! It was really hot FUNNY! well, I think that Brent is sort of offended by this. Another thing, Brent has been bugging me in the hallways to post!!! so I am posting so that the kid will leave me along . And this is not by last year in high school. This is my second to last [aka next year will be my last] but I had to take the SATs last Saturday and it was super scary!))
Ebin pushed Darius out of the way, "As if poser," Ebin snapped glaring at him menacingly. And before turning to Faye, Ebin answered, "Fleur graduated last year, in case you didn't know the obvious, and is working for the Ministry of France [her dad was the Minister of Magic there]. We both agreed that I need to continue my education. I looked after Alex all summer and I'll go back to him during the Holidays... thanks for asking." Ebin's nostrils flared as he turned to Faye. Ebin had really straightened out. He had a boy to look after and he needed to get good marks in school so that he could afford to look after his family.
"Faye," Ebin said sitting back down. "Lou-dog missed you," he said with his familiar smile. Ebin then reached into his pocket automatically and took out a cigarette without noticing what he was doing. He lit it up and breathed out, to the side, away from his friend.
Ebin looked up at Darius, "You want a drag?" he asked with a thingyy smile, a small glimpse of the old Eb n. "You know, now that you are a rebel and all..." Ebin said trying to keep back a laugh.
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Post by snailo on Oct 19, 2006 7:03:12 GMT -5
Alex: LOL bondages eh? Pretty sexy! What colour? If you say they were hot pink, I'm going to go shoot myself. It better be a good colour - I'm serious =P 'Bugging me in the hallways'? haha I'd do the same too! jks btw sorry for replying so late. The deadline for our school newspaper has been put forward by a week, so I've been pretty busy editing things =( Well make sure you make the most of this year! P.S. what subjects are you taking? ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"Oh, Alex!" Faye remembered suddenly. She had, in amidst her thoughts, forgotten about Alex...that Ebin was in fact a dad. It felt odd. She sat in reminiscence, unaware that Ebin had made a remark about Louie missing her. Then suddenly a strange yet familiar smell wafted towards her. "You want a drag?" Faye paused as she heard this and opened her mouth to protest - to set off in a trail of rambles, in clear frustration of Ebin’s flippancy towards smoking - but she couldn’t bring herself to it. He was, after all, a senior now. A dad. So why shouldn’t he smoke? But she didn’t look all too happy as she watched him offering Darius a cigarette.
((^ fixed it!! lol...going to wait for Alex to reply first))
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Post by dairywizard on Oct 19, 2006 23:47:44 GMT -5
(( Alex: Ok, i wasn't bugging you in the hallways, ok, besides, i'm not weirded out about your boyfriend. I just thought the bondage was unnatural. Faye: I'm also on the newspaper! I'm news editor. also, you said Brent instead of Darius, which is ...scary. I hope i'm not a punk poser yet. Although i guess i still have to go through that teenager phase sometime.))
Darius sneered at cigarette. But embarrasment sunk in as he realized that he was being watched and made fun of. "Er.....not now, you've got herpes, probably. I can't touch that with my mouth," Darius said lamely, letting his bangs hang in his eyes even more than usual to hide the blushing. Dammit Darius thought. There was no way that he would ever endanger himself with lung cancer. He had seen those commericals on tv. He knew that if he smoked once, he would die a slow death. "Eurgh, second hand smoke." Darius said under his breath, waving smoke away from his watering eyes with one hand and covering his mouth with the other. He scooted next to Faye, where there was less smoke, and saw her unhappy expression. He attempted at being c0cky, and tried to put one hand on the back of his neck nonchalantly. "Er, so cool haircut, Faye. I barely recognized you. But er, same for me, too, I guess? Because i've kind of...heh, changed myself," Darius added desperately, trying to get some kind of feedback. He smiled weakly but hopefully.
notice me notice me notice me the kid in Darius whined.
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Post by .:Urine Love:. on Oct 21, 2006 14:08:20 GMT -5
((It's all about black leather, not hot pink! No need to worry.
Hey... wait... why is "Darius" blue italic and underlined...? Is that symbolic of Ravenclaw Head Boy? Is Ebin like that: Ebin? Because he is pathetic, young, and no one cares about him? =[ (<-that was pretty emo) ))
Ebin glared at Darius. "Whatever," he mumbled. He finished up his joynt and crushed it against the stone. "You guys wanna see a picture of Alex?" he asked, mostly to Faye. "He's pretty old now... and so is Louie..." Ebin said wrinkling his nose at the smelly old dog that Faye was petting. Ebin took out his wallet from his prep pants' pocket. There was a picture of Fleur smiling and laughing as she held Alex's hands. The little kid was laughing and kicking as he tried to walk. "Actually, this was taken right before his first steps," Ebin said with a smile. "It was amazing. Both Fleur and I were there when he started walking." Ebin paused as he stared at the picture and then passed it to Faye. "I'm thinking that this Christmas he will be ready for his first broomstick," Ebin said beaming with pride. "Maybe I'll bring him to Hogwarts during the Holidays," he said with a shrug sitting back against the base of the stone gates.
Ebin c0cked his head to the side as he stared at Darius, still in disbelief. "Darius, what the hell happened to you this summer?" Ebin remembered Darius as a small wimpy Head Boy who was desperate for attention and the biggest nastiest kiss ass he had ever met. "Why is it all of a sudden you are in dire need to be 'cool'?" Ebin stared at him as he took another cigarette out of his pocket. Once again he didn't notice what he was doing but he often smoked when he thought. "It is pathetic and alarming at the same time. I mean, I went through the 'hardcore punk' stage when I was like... what.. 13? Aren't you like 18 now?" he asked shaking his head and taking another drag.
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Post by snailo on Oct 22, 2006 0:20:25 GMT -5
Alex, the reason why the the name Darius was underlined and in blue italics was because I accidentally wrote 'Brent' instead of Darius so I was just pointing it out that I changed it back lol and sorry about that Brent!------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Herpes? Faye laughed. For a second, although he didn't look it, she saw the old Darius (aka. Dairy Boy) . But as he went back to his hardcore or wannabe punk self again she sighed. "Thanks. It's just a haircut." She pointed out. Then paused before she gave his bangs a friendly ruffle. "I like your new haircut as well. And-" She stopped though, not sure how she should comment about how much he changed. A few seconds passed as she carefully considered her choice of words. "I barely recognised you too." Faye said casually. Well partly because I didn't have my contacts on... She couldn't help wonder though, as she saw saw the photo of the not so little Alex, if Darius changed because of their incident last year. Surely not? "Ay, that's Alex?" Faye said in surprise. "He looks a lot like you now that he's grown up. And no, don't do that!" She said, suddenly startled at Ebin's idea of getting Alex a broom. "I want to get him the broom. After all I am his godmother, no?" ((ahh this is sounding jumpy - forgive me lol)) But as the conversation slowly steered back to Darius' new image, Faye quickly turned her attention to Louie, who had now snuggled under her robe.
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Post by dairywizard on Oct 22, 2006 0:56:54 GMT -5
Darius was, obviously, a poser. And incredibly self-concious of this fact. He swam in his checkered coat and was blinded by his hair and remembered the days when he wore button up white starched shirts that were tucked into his black, no nonsense, practical pants. And then, to top it off, he wore his prep head boy robe, all the time, because he had prized authority and wore his title like he now wore his spiked collar.
Darius could go really deep and say that the black and red protected his insecurities. But Darius had really just followed his angst and took the money he had earned by working at the muggle movie theater to buy a lot of black clothes, which made people a little more afraid of him when he walked around at night. Before, he had carried a flashlight and pepper spray with him. Now, all he had to do was carry around an artificial chip on his shoulder. Which was a lot easier. But the teenager in Darius just liked black. He couldn't tell it was a way to form a scab. He was book smart, not Sigmund Freud.
But as Faye directed her attention elsewhere, and Ebin rattled off about Alex, Darius found himself drifting off into familiar annoyance over Ebin. Ebin. Always the problem. "So," Darius drawled, sitting on the grass with his legs stretched out. "If i'm a punk, what does that make you? With your premarital baby and your drug addictions and your suicide problems and your lack of ambition? Who's the cliche? I'm still head boy, Ebin, and you can't try to intimidate me now."
All of the bitterness that had built up over the summer began to leak out uncontrollably into the tone of his voice.
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Post by .:Urine Love:. on Oct 22, 2006 1:12:46 GMT -5
The grinned slithered off Ebin's face. Just moments ago he was so proud of his dysfunctional family but now Darius just had to go and point of the obvious faults.
Ebin stood up, he liked being taller then Darius. "You know what... at least I am trying to be normal. I am trying to keep my family together," Ebin said trying to keep his voice stable. "Cigarettes are F-ing adictive then herion!" Ebin said snapping. "You... you on the other hand," Ebin said holding his philosophy book in one hand and pointing at Darius with the other. "You are so shallow that you went out and bought clothing with holes in it, while mine having holes in it because I was sleeping on the street! You have no idea how it feels!! You are just trying to be cool when people like me are just trying to been the wand [or gun] away from their temples!!" Ebin closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened then they were swelling with tears. "Darius... you can go ahead and spend as much money as you want on your clothing but don't make fun of me and how hard I am trying." Ebin's knuckles were white as he clutched the book and he held back tears. His eyes flashed to Faye for some comfort as he wiped his eyes on the sleeve of his robes.
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Post by dairywizard on Oct 22, 2006 1:28:15 GMT -5
Darius unfolded himself when standing up. ((ooc: Darius is older than Ebin. Who says that Ebin is taller? I disagree.)) "This isn't about who's got the right to express themselves or not, it's about who's got the harder life, yeah?" Darius's voice shook and his fists balled. "Well, poor you, because your life has been made difficult because of your stupid decisions. If you had just kept yourself from exploiting every girl on the block, then maybe you wouldn't have dug your own grave. Me, on the other hand, sure I may not be the typical rebel but if it's an argument about who's life is unfair you should maybe consider that for the past years i've survived without..." Darius' eyes flickered towards Faye, but then focused angrily back towards Ebin, "...without anything. Any support. You win, and that's the thing. You always. effing. won." Darius found it harder and harder to explain himself as his temper rose.
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