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Post by ELLIOT CAMERON ABERCROMBIE on Oct 14, 2010 18:28:28 GMT
Elliot walked down the empty corridor with a few books in his hands, he had a lot of work to catch up on and he didn't want to be behind on anymore work than he already was. Elliot was wearing a pair of jeans with some black and white converses and a tight white top that complimented his muscular body. Today he hadn't bothered wearing a jacket, he wasn't going out in the cold anyway. What moron would want to go out there?! It was cold and wet. There was no where to sit and it was way to cold for Elliot to take, so he had chosen to stay inside and finish some work off, but why this had brought him to the second floor on an empty corridor? Well, it was empty.
The great hall was packed with people, and there was no where to sit without someone elbowing you in the ribs, and it was very annoying to a certain extent. No one would bother him down here, but the problem was he'd have no where to sit for starters. Where could he sit in a empty corridor with no chairs? Quickly he went into the nearest classroom and dragged out a chair and put it in the brightest corner of the corridor, so he could work out what he was reading. Opening the first page he scanned the small print about the potions he needed to remember to make in his next practical lesson.
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KIKKA MITZI LLOYD
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Post by KIKKA MITZI LLOYD on Oct 21, 2010 7:56:23 GMT
( SOMEBODY M I X E D MY M E D I C I N E ) i don't know what i'm on. Kikka was sneaking back to the Ravenclaw Tower from Hogsmeade, in the rain, after a great night out with a young man... she didn't really know in the Three Broomsticks. She'd woken up naked, next to him, and had decided to sneak out before she experianced the akward moment after sex. Unfortunately, the only piece of clothing she'd worn last night, that she'd been able to find, was her shoes and underwear, so after taking a quick and silenced shower, she had to steal one of the man's plaid shirts. They were warm and felt nice; she wanted to buy some! The only thing that wasn't keeping her warm, was that she was soaked!
I wonder if he hid your clothes so you'd have to stay...
Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if he did.
Heh, he wanted to keep you as his sex slave.
Oh, shush you!
So right now she was sneaking back, in nothing but her underwear, her shoes, and some mans shirt. Thankfully there was no one in the second floor corridor, so she was able to sneak up to the Tower without anyone spotting her. Or so she thought... She'd just tiptoed halfway across the corridor floor when a door opened. A very good looking boy walked out, carrying a chair, and the door slammed shut behind him. He went and sat in the lightest, brightest corner, with a book. Quickly, she jumped behind a tapestry; behind the tapestry was a hidden corridor, but it led down to the dungeons, and she didn't want go down there!
Aaaah, shit! What am I going to do now?!
Sneak past him, duuuh.
No! He'll see me.
Look, either you be found out by one person, or you be found out by everyone else, when classes start!
...I guess you're right.
I always am.
Agreeing that this was the best idea, she slipped out of the tapestry and began to sneak along the darkest bit of the wall that held the tapestry. She had to keep her hands attached to the bottom of the shirt to keep her knickers hidden and she had to make slow, careful stops, so her heels wouldn't make any loud, clip-clopping noises. They were big, black heels, and they made loads of noise. One stupid move... Suddenly, she tripped over something on the floor, falling with a shriek. Looking round from where she was on the floor, she found that she'd tripped over a suit of armours foot. Damn, now she was going to be found out.
( SOMEBODY M I X E D MY M E D I C I N E ) somebody's in my head again.
[/b][/u] Her own words.Tagged people's words.[/i] Her thoughts.Savannah, her conscience.Her own flashbacks.[/ul] " WORDS " - " four one one. "" TAGGED " - " elliot cameron abercrombie. "" OUTFIT " - " this one right here. "" MUSE " - " home and away - season one, episode two. "" LYRICS " - " the pretty reckless - my medicine. "" CREDITS " - " this was made by me, allie ablaze. no stealing. "[/blockquote][/size][/font]
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Post by ELLIOT CAMERON ABERCROMBIE on Oct 21, 2010 21:08:42 GMT
Around Hogwarts you'd have hardly any places which were quiet enough for a student to sit and think, even though the library was the best place but lets be fair, you only ever found hufflepuffs and ravenclaws in there. They were considered the smart ones in Hogwarts, of course there were many intelligent people in Gryffindor and Slytherin, but they'd either sit in their dorm or in the common room if it was quiet. Which was rare, very rare indeed. At first he was going to stay in the boys dorm, but then a flock of fifth years came in whipping each other with towels, and it was clear they had recently had a shower. Elliot didn't wish to sit in the common room either, he always got asked if he was single and looking. And he hated answering those sort of question. If he got spotted in the library, indicated one thing for him: nerd.
The second floor was the only place he figured would be quiet, and he was pretty much right. Silently he sat in the corner with the light shinning on the pages of his book. Oh he did enjoy reading on his own, especially just a general book, not revising or anything like that. Just having some Elliot time! It didn't take long till he was engrossed in the book he had been reading. There was a loud clatter and Elliot jumped up from his seat, causing him to drop his book in the process. It was obvious he has lost his page. He looked around trying to find the cause of this loud noise and notice a young girl half naked on the floor. First thing that jumped to mind was, why she was only in a pair of high heels, underwear and a mans shirt? It was obvious it wasn't a young boys shirt.
For a brief moment he stood still, starring at the blond girl. It was obvious she was a few years younger than himself, bu despite that, he thought she was pretty. Didn't hurt to think someone was pretty, did it? Snapping out of his thoughts, he walked over to the girl and offered a hand to help her up. "Are you ok?" He asked with a drop dead gorgeous smile on his perfect features. Hopefully she wasn't a slytherin and hex him or anything for trying to help her from the floor. Of course he wasn't going to judge, someone might of taken her clothes while she was in the shower or something. Although that didn't explain the mans shirt she was wearing.
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Post by KIKKA MITZI LLOYD on Oct 22, 2010 13:14:51 GMT
( SOMEBODY M I X E D MY M E D I C I N E ) i don't know what i'm on. There was only one thing to do: get up and run, run, run, other wise the boy would see her, and wouldn't that be embarassing? A fourth year Ravenclaw sprawled out across the floor in nothing by heels, underwear, and a shirt that was recognizably a mans, and then a boy sees her and talks to her? Yes, that would be embarassing, very embarassing. After all, it wasn't everyday something like that happened. Kikka attempted to scramble up from the floor, but as she moved her left foot, a shocking pain shot down her leg. It wasn't broken, was it? And she didn't have her wand on her to fix it, 'cause it was all the way back in the Ravenclaw Tower, where she'd accidently left it last night. Damn. Now what was she going to do?
Gritting her teeth, she dragged herself over to the wall, putting her back up against it and resting her legs out in front of her, her arms still attached to the edges of her shirt, trying to keep it down so her underwear wouldn't be visible to the boy. She closed her eyes, resting her head back, and breathed in and out as if breathing would stop the pain, but it didn't. She must have broken it. When she opened her eyes, the boy was standing right there, a grin on his face. She would've thought he was very good looking, if it wasn't for the pain clouding her mind. "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine," she said, and closed her eyes again, wanting to get rid of him. But then, on second thoughts, what if the boy had a wand... ? Sigh! Goddamnit.
( SOMEBODY M I X E D MY M E D I C I N E ) somebody's in my head again.
[/b][/u] Her own words.Tagged people's words.[/i] Her thoughts.Savannah, her conscience.Her own flashbacks.[/ul] " WORDS " - " two seven nine. "" TAGGED " - " elliot cameron abercrombie. "" OUTFIT " - " this one right here. "" MUSE " - " home and away - season one, episode fourteen. "" LYRICS " - " the pretty reckless - my medicine. "" CREDITS " - " this was made by me, allie ablaze. no stealing. "[/blockquote][/size][/font]
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