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Post by ezekiel patrick greer on Mar 4, 2010 23:29:18 GMT
  just talk yourself up[/size] A N D T E A R Y O U R S E L F D O W N - - - - - - - - - - - -
His lips twitched, torn into pieces and lost almost completely to the endless torture that only his thoughts could put him through. The endless twist of the knife in his chest ached a bit more as his eyes traced the shadows in her face, her silhouette having been traced over and over again--every contour memorized. Ezekiel wished that he could experience wonder like her, being cynical was a full-time occupation after all. Inhaling, nicotine on his tongue he seemed to sigh a plume of smoke as he nodded, "'Twould be correct Miss Weasley. Ah'll 'ave t'take ye some time. Ah think ye'd enjoy it."
Eyelids drooping slightly as though he was overcome by fatigue he smiled lazily, retreating into the strange place that had become his imagination. Aware of the hand that now covered his, eyes half-lidded and oh-so-very sneakily he angled his body towards hers so that he could get a better look at her. Lips twitching as he suffocated fiendish laughter with another puff on his cigarette, another moment to exhale and then without warning he flicked his cigarette away and pounced, "Oh we'd be running from one of the most terrifying beasts in the world!" Finger tips slipped beneath the barrier of her jacket as he began to tickle her.
Laughter in his voice and eyes he temporarily forgot that he was leaving her behind next year. He would be the first one to be thrown out into the sea of the Wizarding World, and he knew that he would not allow himself to drown. However, there was a sense of protectiveness, he felt almost possessive of Roxanne and discomfited by the prospect of leaving her for other people. He wouldn't be here to watch over her. Ceasing his playful rough-housing for a moment he stared down at her thoughtfully, "Ah'm gonna continue workin' wit' animals...become a hermit, live in the woods. Mum said Ah'd make more playing professional Quidditch but m'heart wouldnae be in it."
At the mention of a bookstore he smiled, he could see her doing such a thing. "And Ah'll come visit an' eat all o' yer food."
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WORDS: Who knowwws?
TAGGED: Roxanne <3
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Post by roxanne hope weasley on Mar 5, 2010 21:35:25 GMT
- - - - - i remember what you wore on the first day ,  you came into my life and i thought ,HEY YOU KNOW THIS COULD BE SOMETHING CAUSE EVERYTHING YOU DO
Roxanne could smell the smoke on his breath. And although Roxanne did the odd substance every once in a while, cigarette smoke was the one thing that she wasn’t too fond of. Yet she didn’t bother to tell him about her dislike. He knew she wasn’t fond of it. He knew most things about her. She giggled lightly as he called her Miss. Weasley, she didn’t know why but she liked the way those words sounded coming from his lips. “What type of things do they show on this ...telly?” she asked curiously. She couldn’t imagine what would be shown on them, they would hardly be showing stories would they? There were books for that!
Roxanne squealed as she laughed. She had always been an extremely ticklish person. Any and every part of her was ticklish. Laughing Roxanne pleaded with him “Stop- please stop.- That’s not fair!” she cried out breathlessly in between fits of laughter. When he stopped there was a happy smile planted on her face. “I guess if those are the type of monsters I’m going to be up against, I will need you to protect me. I guess you were right Zeke” she said with a tiny flirtatious giggle. She couldn’t stop herself. The moment it happened she wished she could take it back. What was she doing she was going to ruin this all! She was going to turn this perfectly good friendship into a mess.
“A hermit eh? I hate to tell you this, but your mum probably right, A quidditch player does make more, I also hear that they make more money and get more girls, but I’ve never met a hermit before so you never knew maybe hermits’ do have it better, but do make sure you come out of your solitude to visit me, okay? What will I do without you? Who will act like my own personal first-aid kit?” she said lightly. But in all honesty, she didn’t know how she was going to cope without him. He had become somewhat of her anchor throughout the last few years. He was her best friend. The thought of her made her quite sad. Roxanne was used to hanging out with students of all ages, but there was something different with Ezekiel.
Roxanne laughed a little when he said he would come by “That’s the only reason, we’re friends isn’t it? It’s because I almost always have food?” she said with a giggle. She was perfectly happy though with the fact that he said he would come to visit her. “You won’t forget me will you?” she asked suddenly.
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Post by ezekiel patrick greer on Mar 7, 2010 20:20:21 GMT
just talk yourself up [/size] A N D T E A R Y O U R S E L F D O W N - - - - - - - - - - - -
He definitely knew that his habit was something that Roxanne was not particularly fond of. He was not even entirely sure why he had made the decision to start smoking in the first place, to him it was just one of those things you fell into. Ezekiel didn't care that it made him look a certain way, when you did not have a lot of friends it ceased to bother you when started being perceived as an asshole. And he certainly was, to a point. It was simply easier to alienate people than to actually try and get close to them. Perhaps in that way you could call him a coward--after years of seeing his parents fight and then never speak to each other again he had seen the aftermath of his mother after the destruction of their marriage. The images of her curled up in her bed crying for days had been burned into his head and he had resolved that he would NEVER let another person make him feel that way...ever.
Looking back at Rox he smiled faintly, beginning to explain, "Love, horror, death, an' humor. 'Tis like a play almost...people pretendin' t'be other people. It's a bit like real life but not even half as interestin'."
Lips twitched in an evil grin at her helpless laughter, a quiet enjoyment and contentedness resulting from this one moment. Relenting eventually his lips were still stuck in a smile at her admission, a brow rising as he crossed his arms over his chest. "Well, Ah'm glad ye can see it my way. The ego strokin' was nice too, Ah do like to be right...at least 'bout most things."
He shrugged his shoulders as she agreed with his mother, he supposed it was true on some level but he would rather be rich in spirit rather in materials. It sounded a bit girly and corny to think about it but he would sacrifice anything in the world to be happy for the rest of his life--contented in his profession as long as he could make a difference. Ezekiel did not necessarily want to be remembered, rather he wanted his actions to be. Everyone fades into the ether eventually and he had a goal to do something great before such an event occurred. "Ah don't really want riches...or tons of women fer that matter. One would be nice."
Lips quirked as he watched her, a vague sense of serenity where once sadness stood, "O'course Ah'll come visit ye, talkin' to creatures all day might make me a little crazy otherwise. Ye'll be all right without me...Ah'll never be too far away from ye. Ah'll just inform the Hospital Wing t'keep watch for ye."
At her sudden question he shook his head and nudged her gently, "Are ye crazy? Forget m'best friend? Ah could never. C'mon Rox, ye are obviously crazy from fallin' earlier..we need to get back and Ah'll come find ye in the morning."
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WORDS: Who knowwws?
TAGGED: Roxanne <3
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