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Posted: Sat Oct 13, 2012 10:55 am
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 3:10 pm
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A domesticated girl that's all you ask of me Darling it is no joke, this is lycanthropy The moon's awake now with eyes wide open My body's craving, so feed the hungry.
I've been devoting myself to you Monday to Monday and Friday to Friday Not getting enough retribution or decent incentives to keep me at it I'm starting to feel just a little abused like a coffee machine in an office So I'm gonna go somewhere cozy to get me a lover And tell you all about it.
Single ~ Gryffindor ~ Third Year ~ Chaser ~ Werewolf »-(¯`v´¯)-»Remy walked into the stands, her thin body shivering in the breeze. She sat toward the front, ready to cheer. She promised Rufus she would cheer for Ravenclaw, and she was sure Heather would too. She watched all the action, feeling a bit bored. Where the heck was Heather? Or Dhylan, for that matter? They were probably together, and the thought made Remy feel even more alone. Her two best friends had people they were dating, and Rem had... had... a book. She had never felt more alone. Wearing»-(¯`v´¯)-»
Sitting across a bar, staring right at her prey It's going well so far, she's gonna get her way Nocturnal creatures are not so prudent The moon's my teacher, and I'm her student.
To locate the single men, I got on me a special radar And the fire department hotline in case I get in trouble later Not looking for cute little divos or rich city guys that just want to enjoy But having a very good time and behave very bad in the arms of a boy.
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 3:39 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 3:44 pm
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A domesticated girl that's all you ask of me Darling it is no joke, this is lycanthropy The moon's awake now with eyes wide open My body's craving, so feed the hungry.
I've been devoting myself to you Monday to Monday and Friday to Friday Not getting enough retribution or decent incentives to keep me at it I'm starting to feel just a little abused like a coffee machine in an office So I'm gonna go somewhere cozy to get me a lover And tell you all about it.
Single ~ Gryffindor ~ Third Year ~ Chaser ~ Werewolf »-(¯`v´¯)-»Remy looked over at Sun, the first year Beater for her team. "Hey Sun. What's wrong?" she asked. He seemed down in the dumps, and she really wanted him to smile. He seemed like a nice kid, so she wanted to take care of him. Her gold eyes shimmered in the sunlight, making them seem lighter than usual, and her long brown locks had been tied in an elegant twist. Wearing»-(¯`v´¯)-»
Sitting across a bar, staring right at her prey It's going well so far, she's gonna get her way Nocturnal creatures are not so prudent The moon's my teacher, and I'm her student.
To locate the single men, I got on me a special radar And the fire department hotline in case I get in trouble later Not looking for cute little divos or rich city guys that just want to enjoy But having a very good time and behave very bad in the arms of a boy.
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 3:59 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 4:04 pm
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A domesticated girl that's all you ask of me Darling it is no joke, this is lycanthropy The moon's awake now with eyes wide open My body's craving, so feed the hungry.
I've been devoting myself to you Monday to Monday and Friday to Friday Not getting enough retribution or decent incentives to keep me at it I'm starting to feel just a little abused like a coffee machine in an office So I'm gonna go somewhere cozy to get me a lover And tell you all about it.
Single ~ Gryffindor ~ Third Year ~ Chaser ~ Werewolf »-(¯`v´¯)-»Remy sighed. There was something the boy was not telling her, but he didn't seem to want to share. "I'm just feeling a bit lonely... that's all." she lied. She wished Heather was here, just Heather, not Dhyl, so Rem would have her confidante back... She missed talking with her sister... Wearing»-(¯`v´¯)-»
Sitting across a bar, staring right at her prey It's going well so far, she's gonna get her way Nocturnal creatures are not so prudent The moon's my teacher, and I'm her student.
To locate the single men, I got on me a special radar And the fire department hotline in case I get in trouble later Not looking for cute little divos or rich city guys that just want to enjoy But having a very good time and behave very bad in the arms of a boy.
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 4:11 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 4:38 pm
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I'm not afraid of anything I just need to know that I can breathe I don't need much of anything But suddenly, suddenly
I am small and the world is big All around me is fast moving Surrounded by so many things But suddenly, suddenly
Ⓗeather Ⓢtevia ⒽawthornDating Dhylan Nolynn | Hufflepuff | Halfblood Beater | Quidditch Vice Captain | Third YearWould you comfort me? Would you cry with me?▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀Heather was overall chilled. Thankfully, her jacket was keeping her warm. Even if it was hailing outside, she would still come to the game. It was Ravenclaw vs Slytherin, the one match where she and her sister could watch the game together. She took Dhylan's hand and stepped down the stairs carefully. They were covered in snow, and she didn't want to trip and fall. She was still heavily bruised from the last match, though all of her bones were healed up. Her chest, leg, and ribcage were the worse, colored a deep purple. She had a few small marks on her face and arms from where she landed on the ground after she went unconscious, but those were only wine-colored. Tightening her grip on her boyfriend's hand, she walked with him to the student section of the stands. It was there that she found Remy and Sun. She smiled at them both. "Hey, Rem. Hey, Sun. Quite the day for a match, huh?" she said, unaware of the emotional tension she had just missed in their conversation. She patted Sun's head gently. "That was one great shot you had last game." she said to him as she took her seat next to Remy. She was eager to see how the other Beaters would fare after her small successful streak in the last match. Wearing{OOC:}▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀
I'm young, and I am free But I get tired, and I get weak I get lost, and I can't sleep But suddenly, suddenly
How does it feel, to be different from me? Are we the same? How does it feel, to be different from me? Are we the same? How does it feel?
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 4:46 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 5:36 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 6:48 pm
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Adalaide BlytheHufflepuff // Second Year // Quidditch Stands // WearingCURRENTLY WITH // No oneCURRENTLY FEELING // Nervous, excitedCURRENTLY THINKING // 'If I want to play, I need to watch, too... Oh, but all these people...'═════════════════════════════════
Adalaide entered the stands warily. There were a lot of people here to watch the game. Which was to be expected, of course, but still. Michelle wasn't with her, and that made her nervous. As much as she hated it, she was still very much afraid of being around strangers. Of them seeing something in her that was less than perfect, of them taking her apart, piece by piece, mocking her for her every flaw. She was getting better, of course; last year, she hadn't even been able to convince herself to come to the stands at all. Now she was here, among her peers... more or less. She took a seat near a small clutch of students. One of them, Dhylan, she recognized as the boy in her house and year who Michelle had copied her Astronomy notes from last class. He was nice enough, she thought, so she shouldn't be in danger of anything horrible sitting near him. She sighed a little. She'd thought about asking Michelle to come with her, but this was her first stake into the realm of independence and no fear; she couldn't have Michelle with her everywhere she went. She was a big sister now; her brother Sebastian had been born over Christmas break, a happy, healthy baby, and she had to be a good role model. That meant no more cowering in her common room or under the skirts of her best friend. So, here she was, in the stands, by herself... sort of.
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(( OOC: ))...Schedule: Tran, DADA, Ast, Herb, Char, Pot, HoM
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2012 12:35 pm
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2012 1:18 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2012 4:58 pm
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I'm not afraid of anything I just need to know that I can breathe I don't need much of anything But suddenly, suddenly
I am small and the world is big All around me is fast moving Surrounded by so many things But suddenly, suddenly
Ⓗeather Ⓢtevia ⒽawthornDating Dhylan Nolynn | Hufflepuff | Halfblood Beater | Quidditch Vice Captain | Third YearWould you comfort me? Would you cry with me?▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀Heather smiled at her sister, then blinked a few times. Why was she putting so much emphasis on the -an in his name? She seemed a little... off. But why? "Something bothering you, Rem? You don't have a fever do you?" she asked, checking her sister's temperature with her hand. Hmm. She seemed normal. But why was she acting so strange? Heather turned to Sun. He seemed less peppy too. "What's wrong with you guys? Why are you so un-pepped? Come on. Smile. Please? For me?" she said to them both, smiling softly at them. She hated to see her friends so upset. Two more girls kinda sorta joined them, sitting near Dhylan. She knew one as Marina for sure, and the other was another Hufflepuff. "Hi, Marina. And your name is Adalaide. Hi. I'm Heather." she said to the shy looking second year. She could remember a time when she was that shy little second year. Shy little first year, even. Another presence caught her attention as Caitlin entered the stands. She looked sorta scared to sit with them. Was it because of her? "Cait! Hi! You don't have to sit so far away! I promise I'm not as terrible off the field as I am on it!" she called to the Gryffindor, waving and grinning. A part of her hoped and prayed that Sam didn't show up today. Remy wouldn't be able to take it. Not in the odd emotional state she was in. And yet, Heather couldn't help but wonder what she had done to make everyone so on-edge. Wearing{OOC:}▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀
I'm young, and I am free But I get tired, and I get weak I get lost, and I can't sleep But suddenly, suddenly
How does it feel, to be different from me? Are we the same? How does it feel, to be different from me? Are we the same? How does it feel?
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2012 6:22 pm
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