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Tweak says, "Hey, Phineas. Whatcha dooin'?"

Anne Joy (quietjoy) wrote in incanesco_rpg,
@ 2011-08-07 12:59:00

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anne joy, benjy fenwick

WHO: Anne and Benjy
WHEN: November 6th, afternoon
WHERE: Benjy's dorm room
WHAT: Anne goes to keep Benjy company, and make sure he is ok.
RATING: pg13, they're pretty innocent.

Anne was glad that she was getting to help somebody, especially when it was Benjy. She had to admit that she was feeling a bit stronger kinship to the other Hufflepuff, he was definitely fun to be around that was for sure, and his love for music was definitely a drawing factor for the young singer. She had never met somebody whom was as passionate about it as Benjy was. Sadly music was not on her mind, and though she felt a draw for Benjy it was not the forefront thoughts either. With all the horrible things happening Anne found it hard to focus on anything but all those injured. The fact that she did not get hurt worse made her feel guilty, so many were suffering and she was quite ok. The whole ordeal and attack was horrible, more horrible then anybody could describe, why people could not just get along confused Anne. It was those feelings that made Anne want to do everything she could do for her friends, to help all the students possible.

Anne was glad to see Benjy's post, she was worried about him just like she was worried about the others; though more so for him but she was not going to admit that to anybody. Anne was definitely glad that he wanted company. After finishing her last comment Anne closed up her journal and wasted no time heading to the boy's dorm room where he was staying. Knocking on Benjy's door Anne waited for his voice to call for her to come in.

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lovesckelectric
2011-08-08 04:54 am UTC (link)

It was definitely a no-win situation. Those left without critical injury were guilty and worried over their friends who were worse off. Those with critical injury were still fighting even though the battle was over. The scenario certainly had no real upside, with the exception of a fairly small death count. Benjy hated that he couldn't do more, and the fight had stirred up that desire to protect that he'd always thought he didn't possess. It was all fun to play music and make people happy, but he wanted to do more in addition to that. He'd do anything to make sure bastards like the ones who caused all this horrible chaos didn't win.

Hearing the knock broke him out of his thoughts, however, and Benjy quickly straightened himself to make sure he wasn't a rumpled mess. Sure, he was resting, but Anne was a cute bird. He wasn't going to let himself look a wreck. After calling out for her to enter, Benjy grinned when he saw her blonde head peek through the door. "I said come in, love. Not talk to me from the doorway," he replied in regards to her rather timid greeting. She was just so damn cute sometimes.

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quietjoy
2011-08-08 05:08 am UTC (link)

The usual chipper and sweet Anne was doing her best to keep a smile on her face despite what was going on around the school. She knew she could not help her friends if she was nothing but a constant negative force. Anne was not about to go skipping down the hallways but she was also not going to sit and pout in her room, there was much better things for her to be doing like she was going to do now. If spending some time with Benjy got his mind off of his injury and everything then it was time well spent. Then again she personally thought any time spent with Benjy was time well spent.

After her gentle knock on the door she was pleased to hear him invite her in, though there was no doubt that he wouldn't. It took her a moment to straighten herself before she opened the door and peeked in. His teasing response as she spoke from the door caused a blush to play over her cheeks. Smiling Anne stepped in to the room and close the door behind her. "Sorry...I didn't want to just barge in." It took Anne a few moments but she finally moved away from the door and next to Benjy. "How are you doing?" After the words left her mouth she realized how silly of a question it was to ask him, it was clear how he was doing.

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lovesckelectric
2011-08-09 05:52 am UTC (link)

"That's alright. I invited you, remember?" Giving her a reassuring smile, Benjy waited to see if she would finally step into the room. He typically wasn't a shy person, so finding girls that were this quiet and sweet was rare for him. It might've been what intrigued him most about Anne, though there was certainly a lot to choose from. Not that Benjy had offered to have her come visit just because she was hot or anything. Anne was good company and he liked having her around. In a time like this, he figured she could use some comfort. They both could.

As she stopped next to the bed, he patted the end in invitation. It wasn't like he was being perverted or anything. There wasn't anywhere else to sit and Benjy was not going to let her stand the whole time. "I'm doing alright. It could be so much worse." In fact, it was so much worse for a lot of their friends. His expression was solemn for a moment as he thought this, uncharacteristically so, though he wiped it away within moments. "How are you holding up?" he asked, wanting to make sure Anne wasn't too shaken up.

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quietjoy
2011-08-09 06:01 am UTC (link)

"Very true." Anne could not keep the red blush from her cheeks no matter how hard she tried. Just being around Benjy even in this trying time caused her cheeks to flush with heat and this silly school girl flutter to overcome her stomach. Anne had not had many crushes before so she was not sure what they felt like; she was friends with Benjy but she would be lying if she said she did not look at him slightly different. As she moved across his room to stand by him Anne pushed those thoughts from her heard, she was here to help him out not to flirt and hit on him; not that she felt she could do that properly.

She had to admit just thinking about something normal helped draw her thoughts away from all the bad things happening. His patting on the bed had her attempting to smile shyly as she gentle perched on the edge of it and folded her hands in her lap. Anne forced herself to look up at him because it was terribly rude not to when he was talking to her. "Im...doing ok. Just a few scrapes and everything.....im..worried though. About everybody...about you." Those last words were softer then the first though as she took a moment to glance away at a few things around the room while her hands together in her lap twisted around each other.

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