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Tweak says, "It chose me... the drumming..."

Toph Bei Fong (rocksolid) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2011-02-10 17:56:00

Entry tags:

james sirius potter, toph bei fong

who: Toph and James Sirius
what: omg!married
where: in their new bed
when: morning of the plot.

Toph yawned and stirred a little, tugging the blankets a little tighter around her, then settling back on the chest of her warm companion. It wasn't until a few minutes passed that she noticed, even half asleep, that there were several things wrong with this. One, she was in bed. Toph never slept on the bed. She couldn't see that way, and these beds were too soft and cushy anyways. She had to admit though, she was pretty comfortable. Maybe she'd give the beds a second chance at this rate.

It took several more minutes of listening to a steady heartbeat beneath her before it registered that someone was in the bed with her.Toph was damn sure she didn't know or like anyone in this place well enough to be sleeping with them. So she did what any sensible girl would've done. She shoved him out of the bed and scrambled to stand on the opposite side. "Who the hell invited you for a slumber party, buddy? Cause I sure didn't!"

Without a second thought she pulled any little bit of earth and metal towards her that she could get. Which ended up being her bracelet, a bit of dirt clumped into a rock, and a metal belt buckle with the belt still hanging from it. It wasn't much, but it would do. "Who are you, and how fast can you get out of my room?"

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it's fine hunny <3

awesomestpotter
2011-02-19 02:47 pm UTC (link)

"I would say that it's Colligo's way of keeping us together and I'm sure if we check on the network, I'll be right." James bit out, annoyed; however, not at her. However, he was highly displeased with the situation. What the fuckity fuck?! Honestly! The bed was great. The company was lovely. However, James Sirius Potter did not need - or want - to force himself in a woman's presence. Nor did he need any help in making friends. He wondered what this place was trying to get at.

"James Sirius Potter." He sighed, his tone softening to differentiate from his previously sharp mood. Still sharp, but again, definitely not at her. "Sirius to differentiate from my sixteen year old grandfather by the same first name." His head had stopped spinning. Mostly at any rate. "What about you? Who are you?"

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