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Ivan 'Maks' Volkov Maksimov ([info]victory_v) wrote in [info]loremrpg,
@ 2011-04-15 16:20:00

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Current location:Ravenclaw Tower
Entry tags:!incomplete, septima vector

Who: Septima Vector and OPEN
What: Septima's alone time isn't going too well...
When: Friday evening
Where: Ravenclaw Tower
Summary: Rating tbd

Normally, Septima didn't like sitting with her back to an open room. It made her feel oddly vulnerable and exposed, which was the last thing she needed when she wished to relax with one of the many texts that the common room bookshelves had to offer. Tonight, however, she was unusually dispassionate. Having returned from the library with a large stack of the new Arithmancy magazines that the department had recently ordered - for she was trying to take comfort in her beloved numbers - she sat herself in the armchair by a wall hanging, which hid her slightly, pulled up an empty coffee table towards her, set the magazines upon it and chose one, curling up in the chair to read.

She'd been there for at least fifteen minutes when she realised that despite the common room being almost empty, she couldn't concentrate. Septima shook herself as she realised that something was on her mind enough to cause her to re-read the same page over and over without taking it in, and although she tried to hide the thought, it was no good - she knew exactly what was getting to her. Simply put, with her own issues at the moment, she hadn't been there for the others when she probably should have been. The realisation that she was a bad friend as well as a bad daughter - in her own clouded view - just made her feel worse.

She closed the heavy magazine and tossed it loosely back onto the table with a loud rustle of pages, and leaned back, rubbing her temples with her fingertips. Surely something could happen to take her mind off things?



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[info]dpeasegood
2011-04-15 08:19 pm UTC (link)
Delia wasn't a friendly person for the most part, but she was observant when it came to human behavior, she was good with reading people's emotions and Septima did certainly seem to have some invested interest in those magazines. Or an avoidance of talking about what was really bothering her.

"What's actually bothering you?" She asked her point blank. Neither seemed like the sort to beat around the bush, there was no need for polite small talk when they could get the root of the said problem solved. "Is it still the wedding?" She knew that wasn't exactly the cause of celebration on her friend's end.

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[info]victory_v
2011-04-15 08:30 pm UTC (link)
"It's nothing you need worry about, really" Septima replied, looking around for something to do with her still restless hands. "I'm just a little over concerned with myself at the moment."

Yes, she knew that wasn't a proper answer, and she knew Delia wouldn't be satisfied with it, but she didn't want Delia to be yet another Ravenclaw that she'd bitched and moaned about her worries to. She didn't want to be the sort of self centred drama queen that she'd never liked...

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[info]dpeasegood
2011-04-15 08:46 pm UTC (link)
"We're all allowed to be a little over concerned with ourselves, that's just human nature yes?" She crossed her right leg over her left and smoothed her skirt over knee. "You can tell me anything Septima, you know I wouldn't judge." That was true, she wouldn't judge Septima, now that rest of the castle? They were all free game.

Delia had done her fair share of academic freak outs, angry outbursts, and general pissy bitching to Septima, feeling she was the roommate less likely to tell her to cheer up, it will be all right. She hated that sort of sugar coating. "I've done my fair share of pissing and moaning to you, it's only fair I return the favour of being the sounding board."

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[info]victory_v
2011-04-15 08:49 pm UTC (link)
At the last comment, Septima managed a small smile. It was true to an extent - the reason she and Delia worked well with Merwyn as Chasers, she felt, was that they were alike in the idea of being fairly straight with the facts and not like the girls who were OTT about every aspect of their lives.

"It's the boys" she said, relaxing a little. "I can't help but feel I'm being a bit of a useless friend at the moment."

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[info]dpeasegood
2011-04-15 09:18 pm UTC (link)
"Is it terrible I had no idea that they boys were having trouble, Damocles is terribly hard to read though." Delia understood why, people were so free with their emotions and every little thought, she preferred to keep her cards close to the chest. "I'm positive they're willing to look past that, especially Merwyn, as he is one of the kindest people I know." She pointed out.

"Is he still having his birthday party tomorrow? Maybe we can do something kind for him, make a cake, or help decorate before he can put the work in." She offered.

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[info]victory_v
2011-04-16 09:50 am UTC (link)
"That's true" she mumbled. They were good guys and would probably forgive her transgressions, though it didn't make her feel much better for having messed about in the first place.

"Again, true" she said, he mind beginning to whirr with thoughts and ideas about what to do. "Possibly a kitchen visit to see what we can get for the party as well?"

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