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Post by Emilian Sota on Mar 2, 2008 21:04:04 GMT -5
"No, I'm not, actually." Emilian grinned and walked forward, putting his wand back in his waistband before reaching for her wrists. "I don't really like when people fight me." While he hadn't intended to force anything on her, he felt he had something to prove now.
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Post by Druscilla Grace on Mar 2, 2008 21:13:06 GMT -5
Dru moved her hands and pushed against his chest, "Don't even think about it." She wasn't about to let him do anything, even through the haze that had entered her mind. She took a step to the side, trying to think of how to get away from him if he came back towards her.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Mar 2, 2008 21:16:24 GMT -5
Emilian's eyes hardened as he took a step back to get his balance back before taking her hands roughly and pressing himself against her. "Much too late for that, darling. I've been thinking about it since I came out of those trees." He could smell her hair and he traced her jaw with his lips.
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Post by Druscilla Grace on Mar 2, 2008 21:22:03 GMT -5
Dru struggled against him, but his grip on her wrists was too tight for her to be able to get away. Her breath stuck in her throat when his lips touched her skin and her mind went black for a few seconds. "Get off..." she whispered, knowing he wouldn't listen to her. Why hadn't she run when she had the chance?
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Post by Emilian Sota on Mar 2, 2008 21:25:30 GMT -5
Emilian looked into her eyes, "Trust me," he said with a sick grin before pressing his lips to hers, touching his tongue to her lips. He wasn't stupid enough to force his way into her mouth like he had with Savannah, he still held a scar from that encounter, so he kept it simple. And then.... There was a flash in his mind and a soft, pale face came to the forefront. His grip loosened slightly.
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Post by Druscilla Grace on Mar 2, 2008 21:28:54 GMT -5
Dru tried to turn her face from him but it didn't work. The feel of him pressed against her, his lips on hers, caused her to grimace and she almost didn't notice when his hold slackened. Her eyes snapped open from where she had closed them to avoid looking into his, and she realized that it could be her chance. She jerked her hands up and pushed, putting enough space between them for her to bring up her knee hard.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Mar 2, 2008 21:32:29 GMT -5
Emilian cursed when her knee hit a very sensitive part of his anatomy and his hands went between his legs as he fell to his knees in front of her. Adara's fault, if her face hadn't appeared in his mind his grip would have remained strong. "Damn it," he muttered, his voice choked as he doubled over.
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Post by Druscilla Grace on Mar 2, 2008 21:35:47 GMT -5
Dru almost lost her balance with the sudden absence of his weight and stumbled slightly before aiming a kick at Emilian's face and running for her wand and down to Hogsmeade to the club. She was out of the gates before her eyes started to burn and a tear dripped down the side of her face.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Mar 2, 2008 21:39:39 GMT -5
Emilian grunted when her foot met his nose and he fell over on his side, watching her run off through a haze. Chase was going to be angry. So would Adara if she found out. But why did he care if Adara was mad? Yes, Chase would more than likely hunt him down, but the thought of Adara's face when she found out scared him even more. "Damn it," he whispered again, realizing just how close to infatuated he was becoming and nuzzling his face into the grass.
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Post by Savannah Brooks on Mar 4, 2008 17:18:11 GMT -5
Vannah had been on her way to the broom cupboard when she noticed some unbothered newbies and decided that she needed to fix that. What would've have been a quick couple of minutes turned out to be a good three and a half hours almost. Those poor first years....
She walked out onto the Pitch, a bit carelessly, with her broom in and was about to mount her broom and kick off. That was when she noticed what seemed to be some sort of lifeless figure lying on the ground. "Who's there?" She called warningly off into the distance towards the figure unsure as to if she wanted to apporach it.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Mar 4, 2008 17:57:05 GMT -5
Emilian's eyes opened in response to the voice and, after running through his mental bank of sounds, he recognized it and looked up. "Your worst bloody nightmare," he called back, groaning slightly as he pushed himself up to a sitting position and moving to lean against the tree. One hand stayed between his legs as a precaution, he was almost scared to move it in case a new wave of pain shot through him, it had been quite a while since he had last been kicked in that particular spot.
He moved the back of his other hand across his mouth and nose, pulling it back to look for blood. Seeing none, he leaned his head back against the tree, breathing through his mouth. Bleeding or not, his nose felt stiff and any air going through it was uncomfortable. He didn't bother to look towards the voice, if she wanted to speak to him, she could make her way over to the tree herself.
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Post by Savannah Brooks on Mar 4, 2008 18:30:41 GMT -5
Vannah went a little closer to confirm what she was already pretty sure of. "Oh no, I've had worse....or should I say better?" She said with a smirk. Vannah quickly mounted her broom and kicked off. She flew over to the tree so she was almost hovering above him. She noticed he didn't look so good. Probably for whatever the reason was that had him lying on the ground. "What's the matter, dear? Lost yet another fight?" Vannah laughed a bit.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Mar 4, 2008 18:39:55 GMT -5
Emilian rolled his eyes and dropped his hand to his side by his wand. "No fight, just happens that Dru's a little smarter than you when it comes to defending her virtue." He didn't exactly consider what had happened a fight. A struggle, perhaps, but nowhere near a fight.
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Post by Savannah Brooks on Mar 5, 2008 15:35:18 GMT -5
"Ha! I'm sure that she's the problem here." Vannah smirked sarcastically. She decided the do a few loops in the air on her broom before smoothly gliding back to her original spot. There she sat on her hovering broom with ease and no hands.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Mar 5, 2008 17:15:08 GMT -5
"What? Too scared to come close to me even when I'm down like this?" Emilian rolled his eyes and looked up at her, silently willing her to come down to him. "Or do you think you're safe up there?" He could just as easily pull out his wand and shoot her down if he wanted.
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