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Tweak says, "Jesus H. Roosevelt Christ! "

solong (heartache) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-06-19 01:46:00

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!dropped, day 11, location: gym, luna lovegood, merope gaunt, open

Who: Merope Gaunt & OTA
Where: The Gym
Why: She's injured + heart attack, shouldn't be running around alot.
When: 9PM

Being stationary for so long caused her to think over things that she shouldn't be, her body was rested on her back with her head tilted up towards the ceiling. She began to think of Tom, her husband, the words that were said to her so loudly, inside their home and outside.

Daft bint! You bewitched me! You whore! Get out of my life, I don't want anything to do with your demon child or you.

A cling of a ring that was once his wedding band hit the concrete and she never saw him again.

Her beautiful Tom, made her heart ache inside and her hand rubbed over her chest. The sound of his voice had haunted her to the point of tears, she couldn't let anyone see her like this. They would ask questions and she couldn't handle questions from multiple people. Merope didn't care about her well being, nothing made it better and she needed to hide somewhere or get away from them.

Merope's mentality became worse and worse, the dark did it and so did the misery of others.

Pressing her hands against the bed, she took a much laboured breath and leaned up so she was sitting up. Thanks to the cast, her arm wouldn't buckle regardless of weight as she turned so her legs moved into slippers and she struggled to stand on her own. If she could do anything, it was for her to keep going without rhyme or reason.

Merope moved at a glacial pace until she was outside, her arm moving around a pole for support and her eyes closed. If there was anything she took refuge in, it was the silence of the night and how peaceful it had been. When she heard a noise, her eyes went to the forest and thought of entering but it was too far, she'd likely pass out before she even made it.

The black-haired girl felt exhausted just standing there, but she wanted grass and trees. She missed making flowers grow.

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luna_llena
2009-06-25 04:04 pm UTC (link)

While Luna could not just leave the young witch out here, on the ground, curled into her pathetic little ball, neither did she know what she was supposed to do.

If she had known what Merope had truly done, what she had done to Tom Riddle Sr., she would not have lingered in any way.

The blonde witch might have offered comfort in the past to Hermione, even after the other witch mocked her, to her face and behind her back. She certainly tried to comfort Ginny, and most definitely Harry. And yet, even Luna Lovegood could not bring herself to reach out and try to soothe Merope's maudlin state of mind.

So, instead, she simply sat by the other girl, her hands in her lap. "No one deserves to be alone all the time, not even one of the heirs of Slytherin."

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heartache
2009-07-03 09:45 am UTC (link)

Merope was stiff, her hand went to clutch her heart as she laid there trying to recover. The girl frequently thought of Tom, the memory of her son had brought back something awful. Turning her head towards Luna slightly, she bit down on her lower lip,"...I do, I am an awful person." She rubbed the back of her head a little, laying there and not really being responsive as Luna didn't really seem to want to be there.

"....Y-You don't have to stay here...it's fine." She laid there, in misery, thinking far too badly of herself to properly recover enough to even want to move from where she was.

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