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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Mar 23, 2008 10:14:01 GMT -5
Storm stood outside, trying to compose her features, but the worry evident. She had witnessed these things happen, but the difference is the people involved this had sent a pang of pain coursing through her body. She took two strides in her eyes resting on Chase then Emilian. Her heart clenched painfully, this was not what she wanted to see. She walked towards them standing in between both beds her arms wrapped protectively around her shaking frame, her lips pressed in a tight white line.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Mar 23, 2008 18:20:57 GMT -5
Emilian turned his head to look at the girl. The nurse had moved the curtain away, thinking them both asleep, and he had pushed himself up into a sort of slumped down sitting position, laying down constantly had been driving him insane. Even if the position wasn't the most comfortable, it was better than being horizontal. "My, my, what brings you here?" he asked, fighting the grin that would pull painfully at the new skin running down his temple to his chin.
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Post by Chase Firebrand on Mar 24, 2008 21:06:34 GMT -5
Chase had been asleep, but apparently not deeply enough. The sound of Emilian's voice grated every nerve in his neck and he opened gleaming scarlet-tinted eyes ready to continue their battle. He turned his head in that direction, but the view was blocked. Chase's eyes slipped up the feminine form between them, recognizing her before he'd even reached her face. "Storm." And likely here for Emilian, he added silently.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Mar 24, 2008 22:54:25 GMT -5
She was fuming now turning her head from Emilian to Chase then sighed. She pulled a chair seating it right between them, stating her point that she was here for both. Her eyes betrayed no hint of any emotion however deep inside there were a turmoil in them some emotions waiting to bubble out and explode.
"Thats a stupid question." she said bluntly her arms crossed. What could she say, that what they did was stupid and she would never try anything like that, saying that would be hypocritical.
She was turning towards Emilian not completely sure if Chase was even awake.
"I can't believe this, to find myself in the dorm and having the news broken to me in the daily prophet of all things." her tone was stern, like a mother scolding her own child.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Mar 25, 2008 10:18:39 GMT -5
"Oh yes, because I was so in a position to come find you and tell you that I was nearly murdered," Emilian said, rolling his eyes before shooting a glare in Chase's direction. Then a smirk came to his face, however uncomfortable. "Chase, I thought you would be more excited to see your other girlfriend." So Adara had told him to not taunt Chase, to be exact, she had told him to try, and try he had. While the other was asleep. But Lucretia coming to visit was too good to pass up. Emilian thought of it as payback for when Chase had mentioned Dru down by the lake.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Mar 25, 2008 14:19:00 GMT -5
She was glaring at Emilian, her back to Chase as she stood up her fist balled at her sides.
"Shut it Emilian, or I'll make sure the next duel you get into ensures you a place in a graveyard somewhere." it actually sounded tempting, for a fraction of a second she felt horrified that she would be willing to do it and took a step back distancing herself from both even more, her brows furrowed.
She sucked in a breath turning towards Chase, not able to respond, however worry mixed with fear and relief colored her features into an odd blend.
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Post by Chase Firebrand on Mar 25, 2008 16:42:22 GMT -5
The triumphant face Chase had been making at Emilian behind Storm's back evaporated the moment before she turned, just before she might have seen him. But the face he gave her was one of pained concern, though he was the one in the hospital bed. But pretense faded quickly. It turned out he was still affected by Storm, no matter how much he shouldn't be. "I'm fine," he said softly, the words only audible for her, likely carrying as nothing more than an intimate murmur if Emilian was listening.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Mar 25, 2008 18:02:33 GMT -5
"So what would dear Dru say if a certain someone informed her of this visit?" Emilian asked, raising his voice slightly and refusing to be ignored. His eyes gleamed at Chase, his right eyebrow raised, the other would be much too uncomfortable, as if to ask what the other guy was going to do about it. Of course, Lucretia would be angry with him, but he just did not care. He was secure in the fact that he was going to live, and be rather happy since Adara hadn't given up on him, add to that the fact that he quickly went cabin crazy, and it makes for a rather annoying hospital-mate.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Mar 25, 2008 22:38:23 GMT -5
Her left eyes twitched as she turned to glare at Emilian. Ignroring th fact that her wand was righ up her sleeve she sent another warning.
"I've attacked you before Emilian, don't make it the third time I pull my wand out at someone." she still remembered that day, and it still brought a smirk to her lips. Storm then recently remembered the incident she had with Gabby, she didn't feel anything for the girl and didn't care. She went back to the little taunt he gave Chase and shook her head.
"I am entitled this visit as much as the next person, I will however go straight to Dru after this." she gave Chase a weak smile, telling him she was dealing. The look on his face triggered her to slightly raise her hand, she wanted to touch him, but she couldn't. She let her hand drop and crossed it over her chest, before sitting down again.
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Post by Chase Firebrand on Mar 26, 2008 20:50:51 GMT -5
Chase's muscles relaxed, though he hadn't realized they'd been tense and couldn't see the disappointment in his own eyes. "You're just visiting," Chase said, the words layered with meaning. Even after the hell it had caused, even knowing everything he knew, a strong part of him wanted more than a visit in the hospital. And maybe, just maybe, he sought to soothe her conscience; it was only a visit, no reason for her to feel the guilt he knew she'd feel anyway. For once, Chase took the better part of valor and ignored Emilian, or rather, since he could feel Emilian's presence down to his bones, he decided that the best way to annoy him at this moment would be to contrast Emilian's pettiness with understanding.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Mar 27, 2008 7:21:31 GMT -5
How was she supposed to answer, if she said yes, she would be partially lying, if she said no, then somethings may lead to another. She sighed knowing that she had to explain somethings to him at that instant, she would need help from Emilian in some parts, although this would be painful.
"This isn't the best time to be talking about this, but this is the only time I can be sure that no wands will be pulled between you two... again." she said taking a deep breath.
"I will be honest Chase, at one point me and Emilian..." she trailed off trying to think of the perfect towards to use.
"Were not just friends, but that was after what you said at the lake." she was referring to what lead to a time in which they hadn't spoken. Then a grin came to her face remembering how she had won the little race they had.
"I wanted to forget you, erase every little imprint you left on me... you remember what I asked you right Emilian 'make me forget'." she quoted herself. Then she remembered the little bet at first it was just for fun, but subconsciously it was because she wanted to distance herself from Emilian. She sighed leaning back on the chair and looking up her eyes shut her lips curled into a smile.
"I'm not going to say I'm some sort of selfless saint, I'm far from that, but I'm willing to try." she said grinning, the idea of going something good in her life made her feel elated.
"And so where does that bring us?" she thought out loud her brows furrowed in concentration trying to answer her own question.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Mar 30, 2008 8:19:24 GMT -5
"Actually, it was 'make me regret this.'" Emilian came close to calling her princess again, like he had that day, but he couldn't, the name "Princess" was fully taken by Adara and couldn't be given to any other. He watched her for a few moments, thinking of what to say, they had pulled a truce of some sort back that day in the corridor but they both knew that neither would let up on the jabs.
So, he felt no sympathy when he put his good arm behind his head and spoke, "It brings us to the point where you're the only one alone in this school, and your case isn't helped by trying to be a saint." His eyes gleamed and the corner of his lips turned up, the idea that he had, essentially, been used not bothering him in the slightest. Even lying there with pain and scars, he felt as though nothing could bring him down.
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Post by Chase Firebrand on Mar 30, 2008 13:10:26 GMT -5
Make me regret this. Why was Chase even giving Emilian the time of day? Because it sounds like something she'd say, he thought. She'd gone to Emilian to get over him. Chase was silent a moment, watching Storm, putting this new twist onto everything he knew about her. He knew where it brought him. It brought him a world of trouble. He thought about telling her he'd missed her, telling her he'd thought about her, asked about her, but he couldn't do it, couldn't make the concession with Emilian lying there listening to every word. So he settled for the obvious. "I'm glad you came."
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Mar 30, 2008 13:15:01 GMT -5
She rolled her eyes Storm was anything, but a saint, maybe she was trying to do something better with her life, by not harming those around her, but maybe he was right, trying to help others and neglect herself was wrong, on so many levels.
"Me a saint, and your the pope right Emilian." she said sarcastically her lips pursed at his first comment.
"The only reason I'm single because so far no one else has caught my eye." she said not looking in Chase's direction. She turned toward him a smile on her face, his comment made her feel a bit elated she nodded her head.
"It's the least I can do for you." she said smiling.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Mar 30, 2008 13:29:52 GMT -5
"Exactly," Emilian said, grinning at her, in response to her Pope comment. In his mind, that wasn't the reason she was single, but he decided that saying that she was single because everyone had figured out that she wasn't good enough for them would be taking it too far. "So did you bring me anything? Candy....flowers...." It was obvious she hadn't, but he was being excluded from the conversation, or so he felt, and his mood wouldn't allow it.
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