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Post by Asher Blackwood on Dec 15, 2013 14:28:32 GMT -5
"And when she's begging me to stop I'll stand her up and turn her around and f~ her again," Asher was saying. "Then I'll make her get on her knees and open wide and stick my—I'm supposed to give this to you or something?" He dropped a bit of parchment that declared he'd earned a detention onto the desk and headed toward a seat at random. "Dammit Lucien, I've lost my place. Oh yeah, I'll make her taste herself and swallow everything I give her—" He went on in that vein, greatly amused at the queasy look on his brother's face. Virgins.
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Post by Aerion Blackwood on Dec 15, 2013 14:30:47 GMT -5
Aerion was queasy, and doing his best not to hear what his brother said. Finally he managed to come up with a response. "Her dad's the Weird Sisters' bassist, right? You'd do all that to a Halfblood?" The guy had married a Muggle, hadn't he? That had been a long time ago, but it was why he didn't listen to their music.
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Post by Asher Blackwood on Dec 15, 2013 14:33:04 GMT -5
"She's already dirty, I'm not going to ruin her any more than she's been ruined. Plus she's got a kid, right? That means she'll be easy." Blah blah sex was for marriage, don't get anyone pregnant, it's dirty and bad and evil like you, never reproduce and maybe they'll let you stay at Blackwood Farm. Bullsh~. What did it matter?
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Post by Lystravirtue Phrixus on Dec 15, 2013 14:42:38 GMT -5
By now, detention was little more than an inconvenience. So what if she'd been sleeping in her brother's bed instead of her own? He hadn't even been in the room, it really wasn't a big deal. Well, not to anyone except that idiotic housemate who had turned them in. Another hour for Ly to spend doing little but seeing how loud she could talk to her brother without getting another detention added to her sentence.
"Perhaps I should decorate this desk," she said, running slender fingers along the one she typically took. "We're here often enough, what is it they say...home away from home." She barely glanced aside at the others in the room.
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Post by Lysiseraph Phrixus on Dec 15, 2013 15:02:40 GMT -5
Ly leaned his chair so far back that it hardly touched the floor. "We should transfigure some better seating," he said. "This one's worn into the shape of my arse, but a cushion wouldn't hurt." He only eyed the newbies when they drew near.
"Hey sis, we've got fresh meat." Had they actually turned in their detention slips? Ly tended to drop his somewhere, if he didn't tear it up in front of the professor.
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Post by Asher Blackwood on Dec 15, 2013 15:07:09 GMT -5
"Deviants," Asher said under his breath. He and his brother were here because they'd skipped their first day's classes. Really though, how were they supposed to find anything in this great mess of a castle? The least the school could have done was give them a tour of the place.
"We're sitting over here," he said, and caught his brother's sleeve. They'd just sit away from the hardened criminals.
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Post by Lystravirtue Phrixus on Dec 15, 2013 15:15:55 GMT -5
Ly raised her thin, pale eyebrows. "Sitting over there doesn't make it any less of a detention," she said. She twirled a lock of hair around her fingers as she tilted her head curiously at the newcomers. "I believe they're a new pair of housemates, dear brother." Their house didn't get new students very often throughout the year, so it was easy to notice.
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Post by Lysiseraph Phrixus on Dec 15, 2013 15:29:57 GMT -5
Ly looked at the boys lazily. "Pre-pubes," he said. "We won't have to deal with them." He'd found a nice place in the 6th year dormitory and didn't have many problems anymore. There was the guy who'd turned his sister in, but what was one little detention against a busted nose and the assurance it wouldn't happen again?
"Hey, either of you any good at Arithmancy? I'll give you a Sickle for every inch of parchment you write for me. Five galleons if you get me an A. Fail me and I'll descend your testicles by hand." His lips curved into a grin.
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Post by Asher Blackwood on Dec 15, 2013 15:33:24 GMT -5
Asher's annoyance had just been pushed straight through to offense, and though he'd just sat down, he stood up again. "I've got more money than you'll have in your life, plebeian! You'll show me respect or I'll hex that smile off your pretty face!"
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Post by Lysiseraph Phrixus on Dec 15, 2013 15:35:39 GMT -5
Ly chuckled. "You hear that, sis? He thinks I'm pretty." His grin only widened, and he gave a teasing wink. "You're cute too. You ever bottom?" He hoped the guy was straight. That would make this even better. Though he was cute, and there was something to be said for a good fight amongst the sheets.
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Post by Aerion Blackwood on Dec 15, 2013 15:37:41 GMT -5
Aerion's face was as red as his brother's, but he hid it behind his hands. He didn't want to be here. When this was all over, he was packing his trunk and walking out of this place. He'd apparate home if he had to, but he wasn't staying. Not with people like this, not with shared living quarters, not with such humiliation at every turn.
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Post by Lystravirtue Phrixus on Dec 15, 2013 15:42:41 GMT -5
"Plebian. I don't think I've heard that one before," Ly said. The guy was a little full of himself, wasn't he? "You should know it's rude to talk about money like that. You might hurt our feelings. You should take my brother up on his offer, I hear he's quite good." She propped her feet on top of the desk and rested a hand lightly against her stomach, tracing invisible patterns on the fabric of her shirt.
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Post by Lysiseraph Phrixus on Dec 15, 2013 15:48:33 GMT -5
Ly's brow arched, but his smile remained. Maybe he preferred black leather to suits and ties, but it was top-quality dragon leather, soft as a peach inside. He had absolutely nothing to prove to some blustering kid who thought yelling was the way to cow people.
Ly's chair dropped to the floor, his heavy-booted feet soon after, and he stood. "Come on, what do you say?" He made a kissy-face and reached out to grab the guy's side, just to mess with him. Maybe there was a little arse-grab in the kid's future too. "I'll give you the time of your life."
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Post by Asher Blackwood on Dec 15, 2013 15:51:18 GMT -5
"Get your... filthy hands off of me!" Asher objected. He swatted at one hand, just missing the other, which made him jump. "He's violating me! Lucien, we're leaving!" He pushed away from the blonde devil and drew his wand. "You'll let me leave!" he cried. He gave himself a good mental snapshot of the two so he could describe them to whatever authorities he ran into first.
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Post by Aerion Blackwood on Dec 15, 2013 15:53:40 GMT -5
Aerion stood and made his way around the far end of the desks to avoid the trouble his brother was having. He also chose the better part of valor and kept his mouth shut, though his hand hovered over his wand. This was why he was the quiet twin; his brother's anger only ever got him into more trouble than he'd started out in. If either of them was a survivor, it was him, not Julien.
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