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Tweak says, "DA NA NA NA BATMAN!"

whistle_willow (whistle_willow) wrote in ecorridor_rpg,
@ 2009-02-28 19:32:00

Entry tags:

a.ives, c. westbane

Who: Art and Claire
What: Venting out some personal differences
When: Sunday Evening
Where: Empty Classroom
Rating:

Originally they were meeting for Herbology tutoring, but Claire had been terribly odd lately it was starting to freak Art out, and she was even wondering the girl would show up. Art was never one for social skills, great with boys, and shitty with mates, but Claire was usually well laid back, that's why they got along so well.

Art was quite puzzled but she decided to wait and see. So she sat at the corner, and took out her newest obsession, Shakespeare, not exactly new, but it was exciting to say the least, and it was comforting to read such a master. She buried her head through the pages of <i>Otelo</i> letting the master of world envelope her mind apart from immediate trouble, was she in trouble? She didn't even know, so far all signs said yes.

Tic Tack, now it was all left to Claire.

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clairefree
2009-03-07 04:16 am UTC (link)

"Petrificus Totalus!"

The words were out of her mouth before she'd realised it. With one fluid movement she reached up to drag her wand out of her hair, and had it directed at Art with a gentle flick. There was nothing frenzied or furious about it, just matter-of-fact and calm. But Claire's mouth dropped open as she watched the younger girl fall backwards, an equally surprised expression on Art's face. Instinct, she thought. And something really had to be done to shut her up.

She approached where Art was lying, with a small smile. "I don't mind at all what you do tonight," she murmured sweetly. "But by the look--" She paused. Another flick, and this time she didn't even have to mutter the spell (Langlock). "And sound of things you won't be getting up to very much." She rose, picking her bag up as she made her way to the door.

"Oh, and Art?" she called, half-turning. A smirk. "Thanks for the Herbology help. You're a gem." And Claire was gone.

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whistle_willow
2009-03-08 11:50 pm UTC (link)

Art froze even before the spell had hit her, bloody bitch Claire was, that was playing darn low, it was out of question, specially since Art had been mostly tame. Now she was repenting about not having punched Claire's pretty face. Her whole body became stiff as she dropped to the floor, unable to move, much less to throw the so desired punch to her face.

She could only murmur the distinct so truth word "Bitch" before Claire silenced it, if she had had any hope of saving their ever lasting friendship the girl had just ruined it. Be over Wes or whatever it was she wouldn't ever consider Claire as anything close to a friend, fuck her.

She lay prostrate on the floor, as the other girl made her way out, only hopping the spell would wear off soon enough. Art felt the tears now sliding down her cheeks, but they were hardly of sorrow, but of anger and frustration.

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