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rockyrds (rockyrds) wrote in idrisacademy,
@ 2009-08-19 16:27:00

Entry tags:

!event, angel reilly, catalina carazo garcia, charlotte kendall, christopher graham, dylan harrison, giselle xiao, isabella lloyd, kaevan richards, oliver reilly, penelope mckenna, richard rhodes, róisín o'riordan

Who: Students of Idris (OPEN - tag yourself in)
What: Impromptu gathering of friends who need to mourn the loss of a friend.
When: Sunset, Wednesday night
Where: Blitzball stadium
Rating: PG-13 (for language most likely)

Rocky only knew one way to deal with death. To respect it and honor those who had fallen from tragedy. But death had never been this close to him before. He had zero experience with knowing a living person and having them murdered close by. And the fact that another student may have been the murderer had his brain spinning. He didn't believe it was Jason. At least he didn't want to. But he knew how anger felt and the loss of control could slip pretty easily.

Rocky had to shut his brain off though and focus on something else. He had tried to help Hunter but realised she needed some space. Of course, her not letting him into her room didn't really help matters. So now he was busy, placing candles on the benches that surrounded the pool. It was busy work, which is exactly what he needed. Hopefully the gathering would help alot of kids deal with their feelings without putting their powers into a meltdown.

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Charlotte. Open if you wish.

justanotherc
2009-08-20 01:14 am UTC (link)

At the back of all the arriving people stood Charlotte, but it was not the Charlotte people were used to seeing. Her eyes were bloodshot and puffy, and her face was not it's perfect mask of composure.

She had lost one of her closest friends and her brother in one fell swoop, and the worst was that it was her brother being blamed for Julian's death.

Closing her eyes as a few stray tears trickled down her face she took a deep breath. She would not go any closer. This was more Julian, and she could mourn him and show respect from the back.

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Charlotte/Z

zangel
2009-08-20 01:36 am UTC (link)

Z didn’t want to go. He wanted to kill the son of a bitch, that’s what he wanted to do. The boy was not a violent male. He never retorted with his fists, and now, it was all he could think about. Julian was his best friend. They knew each other for a long time, and they were there for each other. Despite the fact that he was visually impaired, Julian didn’t care. And it was fucked up to have him leave. Nobody should die that young. Nobody.

With a help of a teacher, he arrived to the gathering, however, he had requested to be in the back and to be left alone. He did not want to say anything, even if he was one of the closest to him. Z did not want to beak down in front of a crowd. That was just not his style. He thanked that he had sunglasses to hide the puffiness of his eyes.

In the back, he leaned against the tree, head down while he twirled his walking stick idly. This was not right. While swinging his walking stick, he hit someone, but he didn’t bother to lift his head, “Sorry.” He muttered.

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	Charlotte/Z justanotherc 2009-08-20 01:41 am UTC (link)
	Charlotte barely felt it when something hit her, but she replied automatically to the apology. "It is fine," she said quietly, her distinctive way of talking clue enough for Z as to who he had hit. Glancing over she saw it was Z, and her heart sunk a little. Was this going to be another person who now blamed her because of what her brother had supposedly done? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

Charlotte/Z

zangel
2009-08-20 01:50 am UTC (link)

The voice was familiar. And after a moment of thinking, he realized who it was. Charlotte. Everybody was blaming her brother for Julian’s death, and that itself, was just wrong. Despite the anger in Z, he didn’t assume who did it. He wanted straight on facts before he was to blame somebody. He could only imagine what she was going through. Losing both her brother and a friend? That must suck.

“You’re Charlotte, right?” he asked softly, “Jason’s sister?...I’m really sorry.” He said softly. He wasn’t going to yell or blame. This was a place or mourning, even if he really didn’t want to be here.

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Charlotte/Z

justanotherc
2009-08-20 05:37 am UTC (link)

A choked sob stuck in her throat as Z reckognised and then apologised to her. "Yes," she whispered. "I am. And thank you.. I am sorry for your loss as well."

Julian talked about Z more than he talked about anyone. She knew he and the boy were close, like she and Jason.. she only hoped he had people to help him through all of this. Chrlotte's room felt so empty now Nira was gone.

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