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Post by Dawnmist on Feb 4, 2015 22:32:02 GMT
(Alright. Want to roleplay something else in the meantime?)
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Post by Copper on Feb 4, 2015 22:32:25 GMT
(Sure. Got anything in mind?)
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Post by Dawnmist on Feb 4, 2015 22:34:02 GMT
(Nothing in particular)
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Post by Copper on Feb 4, 2015 22:36:13 GMT
(Hm. I'm not really sure either. Maybe we can give these HPRP characters a rest and do a different RP?)
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Post by Dawnmist on Feb 4, 2015 22:37:13 GMT
(Yeah, so that gives us PJ, Camelot or Avatar)
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Post by Dawnmist on Feb 4, 2015 22:37:37 GMT
(Oh, or HTTYD)
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Post by Copper on Feb 4, 2015 22:38:17 GMT
(Tbh, none of those sound so fun right now. Maybe we can make a new RP altogether)
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Post by Dawnmist on Feb 4, 2015 22:39:24 GMT
(Sure ^^ what do you have in mind?)
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Post by Copper on Feb 4, 2015 22:39:53 GMT
(Maybe we can make a realistic roleplay. School, marching band, idk)
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Post by Dawnmist on Feb 4, 2015 22:40:44 GMT
(School would probably be easier since more people will relate)
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Post by Copper on Feb 4, 2015 22:41:29 GMT
(Alright. We can do a high school kind of thing)
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Post by Dawnmist on May 18, 2015 12:10:52 GMT
The girls' dormitory was a mess. Shoes were strewn across the floor, clothes hung from the railings of the four poster beds, a case lay open with belongings scattered around it... and in the centre of it all sat Tessa.
She herself looked a mess, probably. It was hard to tell; she had taken to staring through the mirror in the mornings, rather than registering her appearance as she once had. It wasn't like there was much to take in anyway; her cheekbones were more defined, her eyes less bright, what more was there to it? Sighing rather heavily, the Ravenclaw looked down at her lap. A calendar lay open there, and she glanced over that day's date, running a thumb over the hastily scribbled writing there. 'Hospital, 10am.' It had been noted down quite some time ago, and it might as well have been written by an entirely different person.
Tessa reached up to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear before she realised that there was nothing to move away. One of her wigs had been packed, and the other she presumed was on the floor somewhere. She would locate it later.
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Post by Copper on May 18, 2015 12:26:01 GMT
Something silvery shimmered in the air behind her. In the direct light from the window,it was invisible, but as clouds began to pass over the sun, a vague person shape began to appear.
A rattling whisper shook the room.
"Should have let me help you."
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Post by Dawnmist on May 18, 2015 12:30:34 GMT
Her heart jumped in her chest, and she felt its flurried beats at the back of her throat as she turned her head. She had been sure she was alone in the room. "Who's there?"
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Post by Copper on May 18, 2015 12:38:29 GMT
Silence. Until something ice cold leaned closer to Tessa's ear. "Why so scared, sissy?" It whispered in a gravelly voice. "Or just guilty?"
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Post by Dawnmist on May 18, 2015 12:40:31 GMT
She let out a hoarse cry and scrambled to her feet, clutching the calendar to her chest. For a moment, she seemed uncertain, and then she bolted in the direction of the door, heaving it open and slipping out of them room before slamming it shut behind her. She's dead. She's been dead for months now.
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Post by Copper on May 18, 2015 12:50:46 GMT
Nicolas was sitting in the hall. He looked up at the noise, tilting his head towards what produced it. "Who's there?" His voice was hoarse, beginning to change since he started hormone therapy.
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Post by Dawnmist on May 18, 2015 13:37:04 GMT
Tessa leant against the door, breathing heavily for a few moments. She waited for her heart rate to slow, and then answered. "It's just me, Nic. The- erm, the window was open so the door slammed. Sorry."
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Post by Copper on May 18, 2015 15:26:55 GMT
"Are you sure?" He asked quietly. He took a deep, shuddering breath, reaching his hand towards the door. "I feel something. Kind of cold, prickly. It's magic of some sort, but not the kind we use. There's something wrong here."
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Post by Dawnmist on May 18, 2015 15:49:21 GMT
She paused, trying to find the best way to speak aloud what was running through her mind. "I... I thought I heard Elizabeth. Whilst I was packing. But it was probably just me being silly." It sounded more like she was trying to reassure herself, and she glanced down at her feet, tongue skimming over her bottom lip.
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