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Post by star90 on Apr 25, 2007 22:16:28 GMT
Jackie felt her head roll backward as she sat in the Slytherin Common Room, positioned on a very comfy dark green couch. She sat straight up, aware that sleep was creeping upon her at this hour. She didn't want to sleep, she wanted to do something, anything. The day had been quite strange, creepy in fact. She shivered slightly, people had actually been nice to her and she didn't like it; people acted too fake when they were nice and that was the reason why she really was never kind.
She slammed her fist down on the arm of the couch, making a soft muffled noise. Being bored was one of the worst things, in her opinion. A girl walked in, a stupid frown on her face, "My advise, "Jackie cut in speaking to the girl, "Don't wear that outfit with those colors ever again. That way maybe you have the chance of your boyfriend actually talking to you." The other girl stormed out of the room and left Jackie sitting with a smirk on her face. She had seen that girl fight with another boys. She chose to remember every little incident she saw, just in case it came in handy. She heard the passage way to the room open again and waited for someone else to enter.
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Post by Markus Ramsay Everritt on Apr 26, 2007 10:58:27 GMT
Markus roamed the corridors before entering the Common Room, his eyes beset before him, a confident smile on his face as he strode into the room. He looked about it, seeing nothing out of the ordinary until his eyes fell upon a girl, a 5th year.
'And another girl stops dead in her tracks and finds me irresistable.' He said, sighing and overexaggerating placing his hand on his forehead. He laughed before locking eyes with the girl, his calm, handsome face glowing despite his impure thoughts. 'And what is your name? I'll admit that despite my family being one of the greater families, I still am not known by everyone yet. I am Markus Ramsay Everritt, holder to my family fortune.' He smiled casually.
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Post by star90 on Apr 27, 2007 2:48:50 GMT
As Jackie was about to get up and roam the school since she had nothing better to do. The corridor opens, she felt herself exited to see who it was. As she waited for the person to appear she decided to sprawl out over the coach for no one could sit beside her.
It was an older boy, 7th year to be exact. She never seen him around well she really never pays close attention anyway. She just smirk as she saw him looking at her. So she decided to sit up but she still had her feet on the coach. He said his name was Markus. But she did not want to be rude just yet. " I'm Jacqueline Simmons but most people call me Jackie." She said.
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Post by Markus Ramsay Everritt on Apr 27, 2007 23:44:08 GMT
Pureblood, I do not believe so, but I may be wrong about this. He thought as the girl introduced herself as Jackie. He smiled and simply folded his arms.
'Well, Jacqueline Simmons, you appear to be a 5th Year, nothing less and nothing more.' He said, sounding arrogant but he didn't care. He studied her further, whether she was impure was a thought that kept running through his mind. 'You do know your way around this school, no?'
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Post by star90 on Apr 30, 2007 1:35:17 GMT
Jackie just sat there with her arms crossed in front of her looking at him from head to toe. She didn't know what it was but she seemed to like they way he presents himself. He reminded her a lot of herself but he is more bold about it than she is.
"Yes I'm a 5th year. But why should it matter to you if I am or not?" She said, with a smirk upon her face. " Of cousre I know my way around, if I didn't I wouldn't be able to get a way with anything. Hopefully you know yours." She said with a smile. As she sat there waiting for his reply she decided to sit up straight crossed her legs in front of her.
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Post by Markus Ramsay Everritt on Apr 30, 2007 7:34:08 GMT
'You're younger than me, that's what counts.' He said, smiling arrogantly as he leant up against the wall nearest to him. He crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes slightly. 'I don't have to know my way around these halls properly, the amount of dirt that's here always leads me to the place where I need to be.'
I wonder if she knew what I meant by dirt, he thought, smiling slyly afterwards.
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Post by star90 on May 1, 2007 2:39:24 GMT
" Well age has nothing to do with anything its just a number."Jackie said with just a smirked. Pushing the brown hair out of her face she said." Well if this so called 'dirt' you are talking about does not apply to me. "
Jackie felt her legs go numb so she decided to get up. As she did so she brushed her hair long brown hair behind her, smoothed out her clothes and walked toward the window. Crossing her arms and leaning against the wall she just looked at him.
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Post by Markus Ramsay Everritt on May 6, 2007 10:37:01 GMT
'Good.' Markus said, eyeing the girl uneasily. He knew many purebloods were not like him, but he had to be careful of what to say to those who he met, even if they were Slytherins. 'Why the sudden change in position? And why look at me like you want me?' He smiled at her, his expression darkening as he smiled.
'Why do girls always fall for my looks?' He said, making himself sound rather arrogant.
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Post by star90 on May 13, 2007 22:27:35 GMT
Jackie turned to look out the window. When she heard him talk. And what he said made her flip around and look at him. " Well I didn't feel like sitting down anymore." she said narrowing her eyes. "And don't flatter yourself. I don't want you." She turned back toward the window even though she really couldn't see anything clearly only the moons reflection on the school grounds.
"Well I don't know they must be desperate to be falling for you." she said with a smile on her face.
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Post by fallonwinters on May 24, 2007 20:49:54 GMT
"Desperation is his middle name." Fallon said slightly yawning as she came in front the Slytherin corridor. She had been wandering through the library seeing what good books she could find about tragic love potion stories. She had found one interesting book, which she now carried at her side.
"Sorry, am I interrupting?" She asked, not really caring if she had. She plopped herself down on the couch in the same spot the girl had just gotten up from. She opened her book and started reading from page 7.
"Watch out," she said over her book, "He bites."
(Mind if I join?)
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Post by Angrod Jacoby on Jun 13, 2007 10:00:23 GMT
Angrod had witnessed all the events unfolding from a darkened corner; it was amazing how many darkened corners there were in such a small space but somehow he seemed to find them.
Feigning working studiously which everybody seemed to fall for he had in fact been listening in on their conversation, knowing they would neither mind nor care if they found out anyway. He had needed a break from his study, and their banter had been a perfect amusement. Slytherins always tried to prove their worth and these were no exception, he knew them all to an extent and guessed most just saw him as the deadly quiet lad, the one who was no threat at all; how little they knew. Whilst others mouthed off, he listened intently and used such information he heard, storing it all to use later to good effect. His mind was exceptional, grades high in all subjects except flying which he thoroughly detested, being the perfectionist that he was.
Knowing the three had probably completely forgotten about his presence he decided to voice his opinion, by backing up Everitt, a young man he admired considerably for his views.
"So do you," he added snidely and simply to Winters with the merest hint of a smile.
"Not another tragedy of a love story?" He asked Winters knowing she often looked out for them, once or twice Angrod had even pointed some out to her knowing her love for them. Slytherin banter was always so amusing.
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Post by hpfan272 on Jun 13, 2007 16:12:18 GMT
Nessa walked into the room with a yawn. She expected the common room to be empty and that she would just be able to go upstairs and sleep. However she was surprised to see that the room was quite full. She didn't know any of the faces, except one that is. She thought about their first and last encounter in the common room earlier. She smirked at the thought. Nessa, being as bold as she was, especially for an ickle firstie, walked up to the crowd. "Hey guys," she said with a smile, "my name's Nessa, what's yours?" She wondered if the crew would like her, or even talk to her for that matter. After all she was quite young and they were quite, not... She wondered what she would have to do to prove herself to this new crowd of people. She hoped it wasn't somethinig like last time. Although she doubted it would be that hard, or interesting for that matter. ((If you wanna see my first encounter with slytherin's check out the truth or dare board, it's quite amusing  )) ((oh and hope you dont mind if an ickle firstie joins the fun  )) |
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Post by Angrod Jacoby on Jun 13, 2007 16:34:34 GMT
(ooc lol I definitely hadn't seen that coming twas funny, though Angrod will pretty much hate you now; as you'd expect from him)
Angrod rolled his eyes upon hearing a particularly whiny voice; to his ears leastways which now exaggerated every little thing she did, plainly making them far worse than they were. A brief scowl clouded his features but he soon removed being such a cold and unfeeling person.
"Watch it Everritt she'll be stuck to your lips any second." Nessa presumably short for Vanessa, why she childishly shortened it he didn't know, but he would have to look out for her, and keep his lips firmly sealed, he wouldn't allow any more smooching with her, that was for sure.
"Is your family that unknown you don't mention your surname?" He asked snidely keeping his features calm and not even looking at her. It was his break from revision and he felt quite like slating her to high heaven for a nice refreshing change also curiousity made him pose the question,
"Why aren't you snivelling in a corner being homesick? That's what first years usuaully do. Oh wait you've an incredibly confident exterior; hiding fears of rejection."
Angrod smirked finishing, "Welcome to Slytherin"
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Post by hpfan272 on Jun 13, 2007 16:44:40 GMT
Nessa had to chuckle at the poor attempt Angrod was trying at making her feel inadequate. Well it was not going to work, on the outside that is. "For you're information Nessa is my nickname and I hate my actual name, so deal with it, or don't call me anything because I certainly don't want to talk to you," she said with an evil smirk. She continued. "Mind your own business about my family it's none of your concern," she said half angry half warningly. If there was one thing she was not going to talk about it was her family. That was definitely not up for discussion. "And don't pretend like you didn't like that kiss because if you didn't you would have pulled away sooner, and besides it's probably all you've ever gotten, and ever will." she added with a smirk. "Oh and thanks, I rather like it here, you have such wonderful hospitality, you really make a girl feel welcome." she rolled her eyes. She decided to sit down in a chair. She chose one close to the group, but not too close as they had not yet acknowleged her presence. She wondered if they would. ((Don't worry she hate's you too loser jk jk)) |
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