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 Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2013 10:06 pm
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Alexis Verena
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Alexis glanced at Isadore's eyes, thinking to herself,'I wouldn't have minded if Isadore were another woman, as I noted to myself I'm fine with men yet I find myself trusting other women more, how do I know I can bond with a potentially significant other if I can't be sure the nominee in question would have wanted me, regardless if they would have wanted to pleasure me,' as Alexis goes to gaze at the smiling eyes of Isadore, finding it to be rather rude beyond marginally acceptable crude actions to attempt to use Legilimency to know more on Isadore's thoughts to read each thought unless he would have wanted it.
Alexis then glanced at two beautiful women with Isadore,'They're trying their hardest, they keep it up and they may make fluid dancers yet if I do think so myself, not everyone makes it to the first Foxtrot with flying rainbow colors after all, and I'd be arrogant if I held it against them if they don't get it perfected the first time,' as Alexis the Ravenclaw then thinks to herself on this,'Father brought me in to learn the Foxtrot variants, both formal and how Americans would have done it alike, when he informed Mother that he intends to take me to America for a week a few years before my first year at Hogwarts, Mother approved of the idea needless to say given that her family has always integrated dancing styles and stances to how they would have fought long before I accepted the idea, I felt rather nervous about the visit at first,' as Alexis recalled having to wear a grey business hat alongside her father when they went to work, Disillusionment Charms taking their effects on the hats in place while the briefcases had undetectable extension charms in the briefcases consisting of things that would include but not limit to, wands, swords and even muggle shotguns.
'My father saw to it that I had to learn the Fox trot dance during that time, mother always noted that his eyes seemed troubled as if something was bothering him whenever he goes to crack a smile but it wasn't until my first year at Hogwarts that I've learned to pick up on it,' as she recalled a 6'6 foot tall Brunette male in a businessman's suit who seemed to be working on critical matters when he's not enjoying spending time with his family.
"You show wisdom for your age, my father would have granted positive credit to you for that, regardless if you're from any of the 4 houses or even from outside Hogwarts if you can fathom the idea," Alexis responded as she accepts Isadore's response, adding,"Outside of Defense against the Dark Arts or Dueling Club Regards in particular, I wouldn't dream of displaying how capable of fighting I really am and not just with Magic either if you can imagine the idea, neither of my parents would like the idea if I have done that for the sake of it," as Alexis goes to focus on the graceful dancing she was already doing alongside Isadore during the sake of the Fox Trot, formal or rapid would matter not to Alexis after what her father had to teach her,'As you said, Father, there's no point in showing off your talents for the sake of it unless push comes to shove and shove comes to throw,' as Alexis goes to hide how much she may have missed her father by letting the dance carry her, only sparing a minor glance at a rather alluring female among the Hufflepuffs dancing with a beautiful Gryffindor.
Alexis feels pleased as punch when she was dancing the Fox Trot with Isadore, Alexis then lampshades the fact,"I wonder how many dancing styles had your parents saw to it you've learned before you found a chance to apply the lessons in life, either you enjoyed the fact or you feel embarassed, I will not hold it against you for your honesty with this matter," as she goes to giggle while still focusing on the dance, only going so far as to leave a gently brief kiss on Isadore's lips while focusing on a Ballroom Dance such as the Fox Trot dance, giggling in joy as she goes to enjoy the chance to express her joy flowing into the graceful dancing.
'Father did once tell a younger sibling of mine that not all Slytherins are bad folks, although he might be inclined to agree that most of even the well-intended ones are far from the nicest bunch around, Professor Slughorn notwithstanding of course,' as Alexis was very happy to dance with Isadore right here and now, and that's what matters at the moment,'As long as Isadore is being himself, then more or less my dormant side should find contentment at the very least,' as Alexis goes to make sure that her dormant side doesn't go burst in unless Isadore wishes to take Alexis in a private room or two.
(OOC: Sincere Apologies for being late are very sincere!) |
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Posted: Thu Feb 07, 2013 8:52 am
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☆═━┈Catrina Esme Seaver┈━═☆
✦ ✧ _____________________________☾ The Silent Hufflepuff
Catrina smiled as Hazel agreed to dance the next song, giggling at something or another, as they began to dance the Fox Trot. Both were slightly off beat, but their dancing was far better than many of the others out on the dance floor. Catrina was beginning to feel more at ease, though had to concentrate more to remember the steps to the Fox Trot than she did while they had been dancing the waltz. It was one of many dances that Carson had mastered that Catrina had not, though both were out of practice, or at least Catrina was, because, as she looked over Hazel’s shoulder at Isadore, it seemed as if he was doing just fine; much unlike Hazel and her.
She looked down at Hazel, a shy smile on her face, as she began to focus less on the steps and more on Hazel and how her eyes seemed to flicker in the candle light, making it appear as if lightning was striking in the storms that were her eyes. They reminded Catrina of all the days she spent alone, silent, yet happy, watching the rain pour down around her, taking pictures and just enjoying herself until the lightning chased her back inside, for fear of being struck. They were beautiful, and so was Hazel and it all made her want to lean down and kiss her, but that would be inappropriate, especially since they knew nothing of one another, and she was not even sure that Hazel knew her name.
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Posted: Thu Feb 07, 2013 8:54 am
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↓We are the in between
Cast down as sons of war
Struck to the earth like lightning
On this world we're torn
Ͼ⇒arson Λ⇒ndrea ₴⇒eaver
Ї⇒sadore Λ⇒kira ℬ⇒lakeOutfit
Isadore smiled at Alexis, something he found himself doing a lot that night. She spoke of him being wise and her father, who he presumed was dead, considering the way she spoke about him, and how he would have graced Isadore with positive points for being so wise. “You could say that I do come from one of the Hogwarts houses, while not coming from one at all. Many do not know me, despite being in the same house as me, and those that know me, do not care, so I am an anomaly, a strange occurrence, though that, is of no concern to you,” he said seriously, his eyes flickering to the area around them. He was making sure he did not cause them to bump into another couple, or worse, fall.
When she spoke of how many dance styles he had learned before he learned the lesson, or if he was simply embarrassed, he chuckled. “My dear, I learned as many classical styles as I could as a lad and at first I would show them off whenever I had the chance. However, the embarrassment of dancing like that in public, when it was not required, well, that is what taught me the lesson that I live by today,” he said, voice airy and light with only a slight undertone of seriousness. He barely had time to register the kiss that she pressed against his lips, causing his eyes to flutter shut ever so slightly, before the kiss was gone. Listening to her giggle, made Isadore wish to kiss her more, and thus, he did so. Leaning in, he placed a not-so-chaste kiss on her lips, before pulling away. She tasted wonderfully, and he wanted more of that taste on his lips, but he knew not to push, for not every girl was as eager to kiss and be passionate in public as Carson was, and Isadore was not the kind of man to push those things, even if his feminine side wished, and willed, him to do so.
"Slytherins do it with snakes and chains..."
Follow the morning star
A land where darkness failed
The passion left unholy
Now you found yourself↑
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Posted: Thu Feb 07, 2013 7:05 pm
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Alexis Verena
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Alexis hears it when Isadore goes to note how Isadore mentioned how he may have been a fellow Hogwarts Resident, as she adds in a husky voice when she asks,"I suppose its of no real consequence to me for now, should I stumble upon the bridge then I would ask about it," as she goes to wink at Isadore with her left blue Orb, accepting that story,'Its Isadore's story and if he's sticking to it regardless of whether or not any truth is gained, I cannot stop him from doing otherwise,' as with her right eye she noticed that Isadore was looking around the dance floor.
'I spent time with the Americans whenever my father took me with him to the meetings, that might have affected my vocabulary quite a bit, no doubt,' Alexis thinks to herself in regards like that, as she then adds with a small smile to herself,'One of my sisters is thinking for a cover job at Anne Millars', nothing wrong with that in itself but I'd be more worried about the unaware customers if they get started by her looks,' when Alexis goes to lampshade to herself in terms of what else to know.
When she heard the response to her question from Isadore, she responds,"My Mother and Father saw to it I learn how to hold blades in general, Swords especially, and maybe some Muggle guns which according to someone from the Ministry is what Muggles call their 'Wands' although my father would have often said something witty about how there's more to it than that, in-depth," as Alexis adds with a seductive smile,"Which I'd rather not get too much into or you'd be worn out later on," while she was giggling on before she felt the taste of Isadore,'That is fun, but if I try to get any more, that Dormant side of me will go and impulse me to pleasure him in bed any way I can manage with my body as service,' as her chest went a shade of pink from the deep and less at-ease kiss she receives from Isadore.
'Please do yourself a favor and take him to a private room, you two should deal with your expansive lusts towards each other soon, because where is the fun in not doing so otherwise?' the Dormant side was trying to insist to the half-Veela, as Alexis replied to it,'Stay Content and perhaps I'll consider that idea if Isadore wishes it, I don't intend to go against his own vocation and I've been learning to trust him better, besides,' as Alexis goes to note on her lipstick,'He deserves a response in kind,' as Alexis goes to lock lips with Isadore in the same kind of kiss Isadore gave him, giggling a bit before her chest begins purring in pleasure when she started a response kiss.
(OOC: Glad you responded back at last! ^_^ ) |
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2013 5:11 pm
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☆═━┈Catrina Esme Seaver┈━═☆
✦ ✧ _____________________________☾ The Silent Hufflepuff
Catrina’s eyebrows knitted together as she followed Hazel’s gaze to the window, but she pulled them apart and smiled when she catches sight of the smile on Hazel’s face. She bites her bottom lip when she hears the other female’s question about Isadore and the girl with whom he was dancing. “You could say that I know him, yes, but friends, we are far from it,” Catrina answered as she turned her gaze from Isadore with a sigh. It was true, Isadore and Catrina were not friends, neither were Carson and Catrina, they were just siblings, civil when they had to be, at least on the part of Carson.
Looking down at Hazel, Catrina bit her lip once again and her eyes became nervous, flickering away from Hazel’s eyes to the floor, then back to Hazel’s eyes. “May I kiss you?” Catrina finally asked her voice low and shaking. It was almost lost to the sound of the music and off-key singing of others on the dance floor, but Hazel could still hear it, if she listened closely enough.
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2013 5:13 pm
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↓We are the in between
Cast down as sons of war
Struck to the earth like lightning
On this world we're torn
Ͼ⇒arson Λ⇒ndrea ₴⇒eaver
Ї⇒sadore Λ⇒kira ℬ⇒lakeOutfit
Isadore listened to what Alexis had to say, though before he could respond, he found his lips once again occupied by her lips. He wished to deepen it, to slide his tongue along her bottom lip and ask entrance, but snickering behind him caught him off guard and he pulled away. Twirling Alexis quickly, he caught sight of a group of Ravenclaw girls, staring directly at them. He glared at them, knowing they had been the ones to snicker, and it anger him immensely. Sighing, he forcefully moved Alexis and himself away from the girls, back over to where he had picked her up. “I do apologize, milady, but I am rather thirsty, perhaps you will wait here while I get us both a drink?” Isadore said before pulling out a chair for Alexis and bowing, motioning for her to take a seat.
Once she had taken a seat, he walked over to the refreshments table, grabbed two goblets, and quickly returned to Alexis, placing her drink on the table in front of her, before taking a seat himself. He took a few sips from his goblet before addressing Alexis. “I apologize again, milady, but my endurance is not as it used to be, not having danced like that in such a while,” Isadore apologized, once again.
"Slytherins do it with snakes and chains..."
Follow the morning star
A land where darkness failed
The passion left unholy
Now you found yourself↑
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2013 11:52 am
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Hazel Lockheart
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Hazel didn't reply. She stood there for a few short moments, battling it out in her mind. She finally nods, and leans up into the girl's soft lips, savoring the kiss, holding it for a few moments. She couldn't help but kiss her again. She let's out a sigh as she pulls away, her gaze flickering to the moon once more."I...I must go." She mummers softly to the girl."Au revoir, chérie." She graces the girl with another small kiss, and she turns and rushes out of the ball, holding the skirt of her dress up. She didn't want to trip. She reached the doors leading outside, and she shoved them open with no regard to check if she was being followed. She kicked off her heels and ran full sprint toward the forbidden forest, ripping off her mask. She shook her hair out, and she felt her blood began to boil. It was almost time. She reached the edge of the woods as it began to happen. She felt a horrible pain race through her body, and she can't help but to cry out in pain. She fell to her knees, and howls, raising her head to the moon as her body began to morph. |
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2013 3:51 pm
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Alexis Verena
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"That's okay, I may have to wonder what may have happened to your dancing pulses for the past couple of years before now if you haven't been dancing in times like these," Alexis notes, accepting the apologies from Isadore before she goes to take small sips from her drink and noting that fellow Ravenclaws were already planning something,'Whatever it is, I have no clue but I already have plans if they wish to use it as outright blackmail against me, let's hope it doesn't come down to that and everything will be as stable as they can relatively get,' Alexis thought to herself, feeling honest concern that bellies how much her dormant side might want her to bed Isadore, via now.
"Are they friends of yours, by chance" Alexis had to wonder, as she can't recall at the moment if they also fought in the war either, just that Isadore didn't seem happy lately at the table and something felt off on his mind, to her.
'Isadore doesn't seem happy, is there anything that's amiss he needs me to help him with?' Alexis had to wonder to herself in regards like these, she already feels something is going to be amiss for the next few minutes, she barely had the time to note that two beautiful ladies, a hufflepuff and a Gryffindor, locked lips with each other in an appeasing sight to behold for those who seen it.
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Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 10:21 am
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☆═━┈Catrina Esme Seaver┈━═☆
✦ ✧ _____________________________☾ The Silent Hufflepuff
Catrina watched the battle that went on inside Hazel’s head through her eyes, and when she nodded, instinctively bent her head forward ever so slightly as to meet Hazel’s lips. They kissed twice, the second deeper than the first, but still just as short, for soon Hazel was saying goodbye and sprinting out of the Great Hall. Without a second thought, Catrina followed suit. However, by the time Catrina reached where Hazel had kicked off her heels, the other female was gone.
A sigh passed Catrina’s lips as she picked up the pair of heels and headed to the small courtyard that was just outside the double doors of the castle. She took a seat, the heels in her hands, as a tear slipped down her cheek from behind her mask. It was while she was sitting here that she heard the howl of a wolf, seeming to be in pain. The howl came from the direction of the Forbidden Forest, and Catrina looked up to catch sight of the full moon overhead. She figured it was an injured wolf. The thought that it was Hazel or another student, who happened to be a werewolf, did not even cross her mind, despite the obvious signs.
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Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 10:25 am
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↓We are the in between
Cast down as sons of war
Struck to the earth like lightning
On this world we're torn
Ї⇒sadore Λ⇒kira ℬ⇒lakeOutfit
Isadore sighed deeply as Alexis accepted his apologies. He took a few sips of his drink before he found himself looking at Catrina and the girl, who he believed to be Hazel, kissing. A smile found its way to his face, though only for a small moment, for then, Alexis was questioning if they were his friends and Hazel was fleeing, Catrina in hot pursuit. “Oh, no, well, sort of. You see, I know the taller one, in purple, very well, and yet not at all, and the other, I know nothing about. You could say that we are acquaintances, to a degree, the taller one and I. That is all,” he said an air of intrigue and sincerity in his voice.
Taking a few more sips from his goblet, Isadore set his glass down and, with a roll of his right wrist; a deep purple rose appeared in his hand. “For you, milady,” he said quietly, before handing her the rose and standing. “I apologize, but I must go check on someone, and I fear I might be gone the rest of the night. Thus, I bid ye, adieu,” he said with a bow, placing a chaste kiss on Alexis’ cheek before heading towards the exit of the Great Hall, making sure to leave his goblet on a table before exiting.
Once he exited the Great Hall, he headed towards the exit of the school, knowing that he would find Catrina there. A sigh escaped his lips as she pushed open a door and exited into the cool night air. In the distance, he heard the howling of a wolf, and nearby he heard faint crying and knew it to be Catrina. Ducking in a shadow, he quickly transformed back into Carson, before stepping out and heading towards the sound of the crying.
Ͼ⇒arson Λ⇒ndrea ₴⇒eaver
When she arrived in the courtyard, Carson was not surprised to find her twin sitting alone, mask still on, crying. What did surprise her was the pair of heels that sat next to her sister. Sighing, Carson walked quietly into the courtyard and took a seat next to her sister, wrapping an arm around her. “Shh, hush now Cat, no need to cry,” she whispered into her sister’s hair, which caused the blonde to tense up in surprise before relaxing into her sister’s arms.
"Slytherins do it with snakes and chains..."
Follow the morning star
A land where darkness failed
The passion left unholy
Now you found yourself↑
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Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 11:39 am
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Alexis Verena
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After feeling a response from Isadore's cheek kiss, she then recalled what Isadore had said about the Purple-dressed fellow, wondering if said fellow might have been on to something when she was able to track Isadore now seeming to run slowly to her reactions and reflexes.
'So you want to go on the same bed as Isadore, why won't you admit as much and just go and pleasure him in any way you can imagine?You want this, don't you?' Alexis's dormant side was giggling while her strategic but well-intended side then said,'Stuff a Scabbard at your throat before I do it for you, I already intend to send Isadore something to contentify him whenever we can go ahead and meet him again, really,' as Alexis goes to subdue a giggle while she then goes to plan it out.
"Good thing that I've contemplated this idea for quite a while, even better that my father took me to mere muggle runways, it means less of a need to worry about giving Isadore photos of me better-suited to a Muggle's Sports Illustrated issue or a Maxim's hot list," as Alexis was able to sense that Isadore was already out of the area as Alexis's awareness was now normal when she felt him leave the immediate area.
Still recalling the purple rose and still feeling that Isadore has left to the great hall via his magical presence, Alexis goes to think deeply to herself while trying to make a verdict as on whether or not to follow the unknown man, because either way she was going to bring an album to begin the pleasuring of Isadore himself once he starts looking at them.
'Either way I will have to find a place to send Isadore an album,' Alexis thought as she goes to think to herself on what else to do after the night comes to an end, because Quidditch practice and Dueling club matters aside, this feels urgent at the moment.
(OOC: We're back!!! ^_^ ) |
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Posted: Tue Apr 23, 2013 12:04 am
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↓We are the in between
Cast down as sons of war
Struck to the earth like lightning
On this world we're torn
Ͼ⇒arson Λ⇒ndrea ₴⇒eaverOutfit
After a while, Carson managed to get Catrina to stop crying, and escorted her back inside. She then employed a Hufflepuff to take Catrina and make sure she made it to bed. The Hufflepuff was about to object when they noticed the state that Catrina was in, and the fierce determination on the face of Carson. With a quick nod, the Hufflepuff took Catrina and led her away, Carson almost tempted to follow, but knew better. Instead, she headed into the dungeons and straight for the Slytherin common room.
Once there, she did not bother to answer the questions that arose about her tear-stained attire, instead, she pushed past the crowd of fellow Slytherins and made it to the female dormitories. Her determination worked and no one else bothered asking her questions, knowing that an angry Carson was worse than an angry dragon at times, and it was better to leave her alone than pester her.
~TIME SKIP~
The next day, Carson awoke early and headed into the common room. It was Saturday and there was a trip to Hogsmeade planned, but Carson doubted she would go, unless Catrina went, if Catrina went, then she would go, just to keep an eye on her sister. She lounged around the common room until others began to stir, before heading out towards the Great Hall. Carson took a seat in her normal spot at the end of the Slytherin table, facing the Hufflepuff table, and began to eat, slowly, not as hungry as she thought she might be.
Ї⇒sadore Λ⇒kira ℬ⇒lake
"Slytherins do it with snakes and chains..."
Follow the morning star
A land where darkness failed
The passion left unholy
Now you found yourself↑
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Posted: Tue Apr 23, 2013 12:06 am
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☆═━┈Catrina Esme Seaver┈━═☆
✦ ✧ _____________________________☾ The Silent Hufflepuff
The rest of the evening was a blur, and when she awoke in her bed the next morning, a few of her friends looking at her concerned, she could not help but be concerned herself. She stood from her bed, her friends still watching her closely, one even offering to help her get dressed, and the night before rushed back to her as if she had been run over by a train. Stumbling backwards, Catrina took a seat on her bed, holding her head and trying to hold back tears, both of embarrassment and sadness. “Where are the shoes!” she demanded, and one of her friends pointed towards her trunk, where Hazel’s heels sat. Catrina simply nodded, grabbed her messenger bag, and stuffed them inside it. She then placed the bag on her bed before proceeding to get dressed. It was a Hogsmeade day, which meant she could wear what she wished, just like every weekend, but she had to dress warmly.
Once she was dressed, she grabbed her messenger bag and headed out of the dormitories, through the common room, and straight towards the Great Hall. She was in no mood to answer questions about the night before, thus she took a seat at the end of the Hufflepuff table, facing her sister at the Slytherin table, and tried to eat. It was harder than she had originally thought it would be, but she managed to put some bacon in her stomach.
It was still early, which meant she had at least an hour before the trip to Hogsmeade, because a lot of the students were not even up yet, thus, she tried to eat some more, just so that she would not gorge on sweets and Butterbeer when she went to Hogsmeade, thus making herself sick.
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