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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Sept 28, 2008 19:13:50 GMT -5
Michael rolled his eyes, but grinned and nodded, "Yes, that's fine." He squeezed Dare's hand lightly, nothing like the death grip he had had before during the walk down, though he was sure it would return on the walk up until they had to part. He wouldn't have minded having Dare's arm around him, in all honesty, not with how he was still feeling from the walk, but he figured it was most likely better to just hold hands anyway.
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Sept 28, 2008 19:48:09 GMT -5
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Post by Emilian Sota on Sept 28, 2008 20:55:57 GMT -5
Emilian ran a hand through his hair as he went down the stairs, trying to think how he was going to phrase what he wanted to say to not sound as bad as he thought it did to his mind's ear. He sighed heavily as he turned, crossing his arms and waiting on Dare to catch up with him.
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Sept 28, 2008 20:59:00 GMT -5
Dare had squeezed Michael's hand again before releasing it, then picked up his sketchbook and trailed after Emilian. He didn't know what Emilian had in mind, but he had something in mind, and he told himself to bide his time. How much he told Emilian would depend greatly on Emilian's mood. Dare stopped just inside the shop, taking in Emilian's defensive posture. It didn't look good for him. Dare's gaze flickered toward the display he and Michael had looked into, then dropped to the floor as he cleared his throat. "You wanted to talk to me?" he asked, more for the relief of saying something than being unsure.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Sept 28, 2008 21:05:16 GMT -5
Emilian watched Dare for a minute more, wondering how in the world to speak without feeling more exposed than he cared to in front of Dare. "I want to talk about Michael, and what's in the paper," he said after taking a deep breath. He knew what he wanted to accomplish with the talk, but he wasn't very excited about the actual talking that was involved. His hands turned into fists tucked against his body.
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Sept 28, 2008 21:22:15 GMT -5
Dare's eyes widened briefly, then dropped to the floor, despite the fact that he'd been right about both possible topics of conversation. He didn't know what to say, what exactly Emilian wanted to know. Did he want to know if it was true? Did he want to warn Dare off? Dare's gaze rose again, and caught on Emilian's fists, then stuck, unable to look away. Was he about to get in a fistfight over Michael's honor? Dare swallowed a lump, then cleared his throat. "What do you want to know?" he asked. He didn't want to give away more than needed said, so he kept as much control over himself as possible, refusing to let himself ramble.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Sept 28, 2008 21:32:58 GMT -5
"Nothing," Emilian answered simply, "I'm not going to interrogate you." He didn't plan on it, anyway, though it was always a possibility knowing how his conversations could switch. "I just know some of the things people say, and I know how Michael is. It's going to be hard for you two, and I want you to take care of Michael." He knew it wasn't going to be easy, especially not for Michael, he had the feeling that Dare could take it at least a little better than Michael could.
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Sept 28, 2008 21:38:55 GMT -5
Dare's gaze jumped to Emilian's, entirely surprised by his words. "I will," he said, unaware of the determination and the vulnerability in his eyes. They'd had a hard time already, just making their way through the school. They'd each had something happen in their dorms, as well. Dare didn't know what was safe to talk about with Emilian, though. He wanted someone to talk to, wanted guidance, but Emilian's feelings for Michael... Dare dropped his gaze again.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Sept 28, 2008 21:43:38 GMT -5
"I'm not going to tell you to ignore whatever the kids do to you, because that's near impossible," Emilian said, he knew how hard it was, though it really hadn't been so bad on him, he had quickly gotten good at blowing it off. "You just have to suck it up and get through it, and that's going to be really hard for Michael." He was satisfied with what he saw in Dare's eyes, but he wondered how everything would work out, how their relationship would survive.
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Sept 28, 2008 21:48:11 GMT -5
Dare nodded. He pressed his lips tight for a moment, then, still looking at the floor, spoke. "The other guys already... I guess they thought it was a prank, but...I blew it off. I... dealt with it. His lips threatened to quirk, but he was unsure whether it was from the memory of how he'd dealt with it, or nerves. "Michael... yeah, he had a hard time, but we're sticking together. I'll take care of him." Dare flicked a glance up at Emilian, hoping that wasn't too much, but relieved for having let something out, however small.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Sept 28, 2008 21:58:43 GMT -5
Emilian watched Dare intently for a few seconds, then nodded. "If anything comes up, send me an owl," he said. He wanted to help if he could, and he could at least send an owl back to say something if he couldn't be there in person. He stayed silent for a few moments then, wondering what all they would have to go through, he hadn't had to live with any of the people that had a problem with his decision.
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Sept 28, 2008 22:05:07 GMT -5
Dare nodded, though he couldn't imagine sending Emilian an owl for anything. What would he do? Complain that the other Gryffindors were picking on him? Summon Emilian back from wherever it was he was going to help defend Michael against the other Slytherins? Not likely.
Dare let the silence rest for a minute or so, unsure what to say. Then his gaze flickered back to the jewelry displays. Should he really do it? What would Emilian say? He'd more or less given his blessing, hadn't he? Dare took a deep breath before dragging his gaze back up to Emilian's eyes, the bravery he thought to project somewhat ruined by his posture.
"I was wondering... I wanted to buy some things... I thought it'd be kind of stupid to order for them..." Dare dropped his gaze again, the ridiculous feeling that Emilian might guess or somehow read his mind assailing him.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Sept 28, 2008 22:11:56 GMT -5
Emilian raised an eyebrow at that, though he relaxed slightly since the hard part of the talk was over. "What do you want?" he asked, watching Dare as though he could read the answer in his face or stance. Apparently Dare did have a reason for wanting to speak in the actual shop, but what did he want that had apparently only become important when Emilian had asked to speak with him?
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Sept 28, 2008 22:17:58 GMT -5
Dare resisted the urge to shift on his feet like a naughty schoolboy caught ditching. "A few things," Dare repeated, trying to decide where to start. "I need a watch, but I might have to like, pay in installments, I'm not sure. And I was thinking about getting my lip pierced..." It felt awkward to say that, especially when he thought of Michael's initial response; it would be weird kissing you, but... Dare pushed that thought aside. "And a couple rings. But I just want to like, reserve them." Dare prayed Emilian couldn't read his thoughts.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Sept 28, 2008 22:27:01 GMT -5
Emilian tilted his head at the list, especially at the last one. "Tell me what you want and I'll try to get it in for you, but I don't know when I'll be back to get the stuff for you." Unless Dare planned on doing the whole thing by owl, which was something Emilian really didn't want to do. "And you can pay however you want," he said, something he would only say to someone he knew would pay everything. "What are you wanting the rings for?" he asked, he just knew that Dare had better not be planning on doing anything stupid.
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