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

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Entry tags:!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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[info]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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