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Post by nd12 on Aug 10, 2009 23:04:35 GMT -5
Nastasia sat crouched against on the the windows of one of the upper rooms of the shrieking shack and she was dress in a gray short sleeve pleated dress. Nastasia had removed her black boots. The dress had a high neck and around her neck were some of her most important amulets. Yes she too had heard all the rumors of this place, but really that was all they were only meant to scare the most shallow witches and wizards around. Here she could experience some peace, not that she didn't appreciate Albert's constant presence around her Most of the time even that had it's limits. It had been her intention ever since she had been here to be more around Albert she needed to reassure his illiusions of her fancing him, he would be her ticket to pleasing her parents at the time or unless until someone better came along it was the only reason Nastasia was so tolerant or at least she faked being so tolerant. Albert would be satisfied just worrying about her for now and it helped if she complained about it being that time of the month every month or complained about other female problems.
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Post by Deimos Auten on Aug 11, 2009 22:17:20 GMT -5
Deimos was walking past the Shrieking Shack when he realized that he saw someone in the window in one of the upper stories. She was a pretty-enough looking blond and he hadn't seen her before. He figured she was obviously in a different house.
He was dressed in a green t-shirt and jeans with athletic shoes. His brown hair was allowed to show since he had foregone a hat today.
He examined the building. He had heard some of the rumors of the Shack, but, honestly, how long had it been since he had ever heard anything from the haunted ruins?
A sense of reckless abandon seized him and he promptly and impulsively decided that it would be a good idea if he were to go and meet the young woman.
Deimos hopped over the fence and walked up to the door of the house. He looked around and saw no one else. With a smirk, he entered the front door of the house, ignoring the long, drawn-out squeal of protest as the hinges gave way.
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Post by nd12 on Aug 12, 2009 23:02:24 GMT -5
Out the corner of her eye she saw him, a boy most likely a student at the school. Nastasia gave him a blank stare, not in hopes that the expression alone would frighten him to run back in the direction he came, but that he interested her in the least. Just looking at him she could tell he was one of those sickly-happy people who lived in a world of foolish notions and in a world full of sunshines, rainbows too. He was examining the building no doubt still in belief of the rumors about the shack, but he obviously decided to put such nonsense aside as he hopped over the fence. She could entertain herself by guessing what house he was in, but no doubt when he began on his crusade to annoy her he would spill it without Nastasia having to ask him. He was no ravenclaw that was for sure to be foolish enough to think that she needed or wanted his company, of course it has always been the case that ravenclaws are only book smart but not common- sense smart. Nastasia heard the hinges of the front door squeal, and patiently awaiting the annoying presence that was no doubt about to grace her presence. When an opportunity like this came along it usually truthfully irritated Nastasia but also she couldn't resist.
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Post by Deimos Auten on Aug 15, 2009 15:40:55 GMT -5
Deimos explored a bit before he found the room with the girl in it. The rooms certainly did look like they had been torn apart by vengeful ghosts, but closer examination showed that the destruction had been wreaked by animals. Some of the claw marks spoke of werewolf rather than wolf, but still....
He peeked his head into the room with the girl. Deimos refrained from getting a slightly disgusted look on his face. She was pretty, sure, but snobby was written all over her face. Slytherin, more than likely. However, he kept to his gentlemen's rules and stepped into the room. "Hi. I'm Deimos. I saw you down in the front and wondered why you were sitting in here. Everything alright with you? No bodily harm keeping you from getting help or anything?
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Post by nd12 on Aug 16, 2009 1:15:35 GMT -5
Nastasia heard the boy step into the room but she said nothing still. Nothing but one nosy question he had to ask her, why was she up here? Yes he was definitely a ravenclaw.
"Yes...Deimos I know you saw me, I saw you too if that hasn't managed to escape your notice. Now, the reason I am up here well if you will please look around I think you can discern just as I that this is a place not alot of people want to be so this place can be very convenient to me for that very reason." Nastasia told Deimos with a very slight smile.
"The only thing keeping me here is me because I want to be here, I think that now that you are up here in this room with me you can see for yourself I'm quite well for this time in the afternoon. No bodily harm will happen to anyone here"
"It's very much a gentleman of you to check on me, I must tell you, though I am sure you have received such a compliment many of times. I don't always expect such an action very often and hardly ever the recipient of such an action."
"I'm Nastasia, so won't you stay and join me?" Nastasia asked Deimos a little curious to see if he too would bail just like the others.
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Post by Deimos Auten on Aug 18, 2009 21:26:40 GMT -5
In response to her jibe about him being a gentleman, he offered her a courtly bow. To be completely honest, he could tell she was testing him. So, as much as he would have liked to have left her to stew in her own company of snobbiness, he rose to the challenge. "I'd be honored to stay."
He approached her and sat in a chair, turning it around and straddling it rather than sitting in it like a normal person. He peered at her with his green eyes, wondering how in the world she got to be the way she was. "So," he cocked his head to the side, "what drove you here? The monotony of the ignorant human speciman?"
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Post by nd12 on Aug 18, 2009 23:34:28 GMT -5
"Very well then" Nastasia replied as Deimos answered her telling her that he would be honored to stay. Well, well someone had some experience with bum kissing, just to play along she let her features soften just a bit. Nastasia wasn't one to shy away when she was being peered at by another person, she met his gaze as she changed from her crouching position to sit indian style. Only she was going very much beyond the set of green eyes investigating her findings about him or dabbling in a bit of Legilimency but being cautious not to let him feel aware of it each time. He would feel some sort of feeling only he wouldn't realize it.
Nastasia focused now on the movement of his lips as he spoke. "That is only one of the many reasons, good decent company is hard to come by it makes isolation more preferable option. I'm much better on my own anyway, I know myself that's what makes solitiude so enjoyable."
"I take it you've never came up here before now? "
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Post by Deimos Auten on Aug 23, 2009 9:41:45 GMT -5
As she stared at him, Deimos felt uncomfortable. He listened to her reply, then carefully broke the gaze as he glanced around the room. "No, can't say I have. Never really had a reason to. But I can understand why you would pick this place. No one in their right mind would come here voluntarily otherwise, probably."
He grinned as he laughed at himself, "Guess that doesn't say much for me. Either way, I'm never alone."
Eirene was always with him. Usually it was a good thing, but sometimes the fact that his twin sister could always know where he was and what he was thinking was just a little bit annoying.
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Post by nd12 on Aug 23, 2009 22:53:07 GMT -5
"I thought you hadn't, Of course you wouldn't have any reason to come up here why your so friendly and so nice all those things just radiate from you if you really most know."Deimos continued by saying that he understood why she picked the shack. "That is very rare..someone actually understanding why I sometimes do the things I do, I never care if they understand or not eventually they will trip over it or not."
"True some would think you were a complete nutter for being up here, but well you have your reasons and that's that. I'm not alone often enough now that term has started, my friend Albert he stays around me alot, but he means well though. People have pointed it out before that he really needs to get a life but well he doesn't want to and he comes in handy sometimes for me, so I guess it is worth it to be around him so much"
"I've also been looking for a new snogging spot if you must know, no else in slytherin seems to have scouted out new territory"
Let's see what he says to that Nastasia thought to herself.
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Post by Deimos Auten on Sept 1, 2009 16:21:20 GMT -5
Deimos was a bit taken aback with her rather snobby attitude. He had to repress a roll of his eyes as he thought to himself, "She's a bit of a typical Slytherin, isn't she?"
In response, he shrugged, "Good snogging places are hard to find. Mostly so you can't be bothered, y'know? And sometimes, as sentimental as it might sound, other people are the reason for other peoples' lives."
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Post by nd12 on Sept 5, 2009 23:53:43 GMT -5
It sure was hard for him to not to roll his eyes, a little too hard so why bother to hold it in??
"Indeed they are hard to find, I'm sure there have been times like that for me but there are sometimes when the bother is necessary because well there could be some... suprises. Being flambouyant and foolish is not always a good choice. So are you trying out for quidditch? " Nastasia asked out of interest to pass more time. Nastasia put her hands on the floor behind her back so she could lean back while still sitting indian-style.
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Post by Deimos Auten on Sept 23, 2009 23:06:55 GMT -5
He shrugged and replied, "More than likely. My sister and I make a good pair of beaters. You don't look like the type to play quidditch, though."
((Sorry for the short post- it's been more hectic than I thought it would be around here.))
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Post by nd12 on Sept 23, 2009 23:51:29 GMT -5
"I get that sort of comment all the time, but what a suprise for you because I play, I'm a chaser. I've always been a chaser. I like to throw balls. It's just a game afterall, it's only just a good distraction." Nastasia told Demios with a slight smile. "I have a sister.."
It was true she had been expecting Demios to make such a statement, afterall she was a girl what should she have looked like to play quidditch? Obviously she was suppose to look more boyish physically. Boys.
"I like other types of fun"
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Post by Deimos Auten on Sept 24, 2009 16:50:00 GMT -5
"Oh, I didn't think you were because you look too... dainty. Or fragile, even." Deimos shrugged. "It is a good distraction.
"Really? Does your sister attend Hogwarts?" Deimos adjusted his seating. "And I would hope you like other types of fun. Just sports would limit you fairly severely."
'Duh,' was all he could think. Really, why was she keeping him here? She was such a snobby person. Maybe there was some good to her somewhere.
But he doubted that.
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Post by nd12 on Sept 24, 2009 17:07:47 GMT -5
"I'm almost sure in due time you find I am none of those things"
"No she doesn't, she's very much older than me. She's well on her way to having her first child."
Nastasia smiled big at what Demios's reply that she liked other types of fun, he had no clue to what she meant that told her alot about him. "I'm not one to limit my self, I can assure you"
He was still internally ruling out what kind of person she was, part of him seemed as though he had her figured out. During Nastasia's short brief glance the word snob appeared to her, of course it seemed he thought that of her at first.
Nastasia lost her smile but spoke politely "You can go if you want, you've stayed much longer than is required of you which in itself is very kind of you. I can see I am boring you. I get the feeling you don't like me either"
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