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Can't lead Amie. (willnotbeled) wrote in flippedrpg,
@ 2012-10-31 15:39:00

Who: Amie and Justin ^colour
When: Tonight.
Where: The forest.
What: Awkwardness.
Rating/Status: TBD/Incomplete.

Amie was a little beyond confused. Just because Justin wasn't in his right state of mind didn't mean it didn't hurt. It hurt. Not that she was expecting anything physical to happen between them both soon, but he was hers, or at least that was the way she felt. He had said it didn't mean anything and that they would forget about it, but what about her? Amie didn't know how to handle this but she was trying to be rational. She chose not to run to anyone and to deal with it herself.

And avoid Melinda at all costs.

The young woman was certain the scientists were laughing behind her back, but she didn't care. At least for five minutes, her opinion was out there of what she truly thought of them. From that point on, Amie vowed to not play along with their game. To every question, it would be met with a no, and she would refuse to play along their rules.

So she chose to wear no costume. Clad in jeans, boots, and a cardigan with a cami underneath, Amie trudged her way to where she was meeting Justin. she said nothing would change, but she needed to get over being hurt for no reason at all.

"Hey."

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cagedfinch
2012-11-01 05:50 am UTC (link)

Justin wasn't sure how to feel either. He had definitely hurt Amie, even if he hadn't meant to or wanted to, and it was almost weird her being so calm about it. He wasn't calm about it, at least not inwardly, but really since arriving here--more since leaving Azkaban--it'd been harder to maintain that balanced and sunny disposition he had had at Hogwarts.

But this was difference. Now he had a problem had nothing to do with dementors or doubt or depression. In a way it was the most normal problem he'd had since he was sixteen (which was kind of fucked when you considered his problem was because of time travelling kidnapper scientists).

But it was disturbing how easily his will had been overridden, and it was disturbing as hell how he'd had sex with a girl--for the first time even--who would have said no under normal circumstances. Really stupid sex. None of it sat well with him. Most of all the fact that he had enjoyed himself during it.

Melinda wanted to forget it, and as much as Justin had a romantic streak in him that thought something like that was special, he did too, if only to forget his dubious complicity in the act. But he wouldn't and who knew who else wouldn't. But he could get out for a while, and that's what he had wanted to do.

He hadn't figured Amie would agree to come with him. He didn't wear a costume today either as he left the compound to go meet her in the woods. He gave half a smile when he saw her and walked up to meet her.

"Hey." There wasn't much more to say quite yet.

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willnotbeled
2012-11-01 06:07 am UTC (link)

That was the amazing thing about Amie. She could be feeling so much and yet, not a flicker of emotion could be seen upon her face. She was not the type to yell, scream, cry, or be so ridiculously emotional that she could not be understood. Amie was quiet, observant, and secretive. Amie had walls that she thought were as tough as steel but letting in Justin as close to her heart as she had hurt quite a bit. Amie wanted to run behind those walls and be done with it. It was easier to only care about yourself and not have any attachments.

Amie had quite a few questions she wanted to ask but she bit her tongue. She swallowed the lump that she thought was her pride as he walked towards her with a small smile. She stood quite still, her face very emotionless.

Be strong

She opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out. For a moment, she thought she had lost her voice but it wasn't that. Amie knew it. She knew exactly what it was. More words spoken to those she loved built a stronger attachment which was why she rarely spoke to anyone at all.

"I hope you're doing alright."

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cagedfinch
2012-11-01 06:28 am UTC (link)

Maybe she wasn't happy to see him. Could he really blame her? Justin wasn't thrilled to be himself right now, but that wasn't new. And being himself worked better than being someone else, he'd learned last night. If she was cross at him, he probably deserved it; if she was hurt, that was maybe worse.

He tried to push his own feelings aside as he had been trying with touch or go success for months

"Yeah, I think so." He looked down at the grass. It was better in the forest than the giant cemetery at least. He wanted to turn off his head which was racing. He was always messed up, at least if she were feeling better that'd be one less thing to worry about, and not only selfishly.

Though he wasn't sure where they'd get or where they stood at present. "I mean, it's confusing, but I've been worse. What about you?"

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willnotbeled
2012-11-02 05:33 am UTC (link)

When he dropped his gaze and stared at the grass, Amie's heart made a jump, or at least that was what it felt like. It was in that moment, she understood what Duke had said. Wanting to be with someone versus needing someone. Amie could be by herself and be okay with it and in some instances she preferred it. Amie found herself not needing to be around Justin, but wanting to be around him.

Amie stepped forward and reached for his hand, lacing his fingers with hers. "I'll be alright." Leaning up, Amie kissed him, offering a small smile of her own. "It wasn't you. We'll get there...just...maybe not in the swinging shagedelic way you did." Giving his hand a squeeze, she pressed her forehead against his.

"I love you."

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cagedfinch
2012-11-02 09:39 pm UTC (link)

"I know, and I love you too."

Justin was almost the opposite. His past year had been isolating, sometimes here it was so busy and so bright it could be overwhelming, but he didn't have family here, and most of the kids he knew from school were busy with their own siblings or children or spouses. He guessed there was other him here, but it was really nice having someone he could be close to without having to constantly compare to his reflection.

He needed some sort of contact, palm to palm, if not more. But had clearly learned from his Pirate paramour, that it was more than just skin he needed.

Amie's comment was reassuring in its flippancy and it made him grin to cover a blush as he squeezed his fingers around hers, hand acknowledging hand. He would have reached around her if they weren't so tethered already.

"I'm pretty sure the 60s are over anyway." He wasn't as concerned about ultimate physical ends (though he definitely thought of it on occasion), but really, Justin was still astounded those lines had actually worked when he thought about it.

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