benoite guinevere rowle
slytherin
Seventh Year
Wandless Magic Parselmouth 1/6 Veela[/center][M:0]
Every lesson forms a new scar, they never thought you'd make it this far.
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Post by benoite guinevere rowle on May 28, 2012 22:23:40 GMT -5
In another life, [/color] I would make you stay.So I don't have to say,[/color] You were the one that got away.[/color]
There was a time when everything seemed to be a nonissue. She just did what she did, but now? She was miserable, and she couldn't do anything. She'd lost the respect of her "family", and she had lost the only person in her life that makes sense. She just wanted to go back a few days, or go ahead in time and just see how she really did come to an end. She could end it herself anytime, she would have rathered be dead then to keep going on this. She just wanted to go away, and never come back. She could just be an old French maid, never having married, never having to admit to why she didn't, or who she was. She didn't know she could love anyone else, sounded like a jaded notion of a wounded child now, but she was unlovable. She just was, she was a monster, she just needed to disappear.
She pulled clothes on that did her no justice. She wore pants, flat shoes and a large sweater. She walked awkwardly, stiffly. She was more or less just a walking skeleton now, she'd stopped eating more then once a day a while ago, she ate enough to get by, but no more. She drank only water, and she just wished herself gone. She kept to herself, and she spoke only when she had to, her voice often sounded broken from misuse. She just wanted this to be over, she was going to drop out of school and run away of nothing got better by Christmas, she would just make herself disappear, and no one would miss her, the only person she cared about had left her life, and she didn't care to have that happen again, if she was ever able to step out of the rut she had run herself into.
She walked out of the school, and down into the village. She was just wondering, and she wanted something away from the common room. The Great Hall and Common Room could be grounds for a run in she didn't need right now. She just had to get out, and just do something. She couldn't be in the walls of the castle anymore, she couldn't take the whispers. She didn't know what Albus had told his family, if anything. She really didn't want to know, if she did...her brothers would surely make sure she died. She had left to protect Albus, but she didn't protect him at all, she just tossed a secret on him he didn't need, and now? He could be dead at any time. She hated herself anymore.
As she entered the pub, she ordered something, just anything, and took it to a far back table. She dropped her drink to the table, and curled up, the drink only bought to give herself a reason to loiter. She just wanted to be away, and this was as good as away as she could get.
[/center][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] Tags: Open! Words: Some! Outfit: Here! Lyrics: The One That Got Away - Katy Perry! Credits: Me![/font][/size]
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Post by rune veliospirus ravencroft on May 29, 2012 22:07:12 GMT -5
Took my time, took my chances, went the distance, now I'm back on my feet.
Rune just couldn't seem to have any luck with women really. Course, it had been bad enough as a human, being a vampire now, well he was pretty well fucked. Him and sam had blown up, and well, just incapable of a steady relationship seemingly... which was part of why he ended up like this. Never should have trusted the "it's because I was standing in the cold so long" line. Epic fail of epic proportions on that one. Throw in the parseltongue, well okay he hid that from most but well, overall seemed like he was low man on the totem pole. And he wasn't even the nice guy. Not a total ass or anything but definitely not the nice guy, why the hell did he come in last all the time.
Though, that being said, at least he had some friends... okay a couple friends. Just sucked when everyone took rumors at face value and all, not his fault his father was some sick fuck whackado that tried at least using the imperious curse on him for his twisted reasons. Plus he and his sister were just raised odd, sure they acted a bit closer and all then other siblings, but there were a good many lines they didn't cross. At least the couple friends he had didn't give a damn. Though, speaking of friends, something seemed off with one of them.
Something seemed rather wrong with Benoite for a while. He barely saw her eat, barely spoke and over all seemed to have retreated from everyone. Rune could only guess what was wrong, and that annoyed him. So he decided to see if he could figure out just what the hell was going on. Even if he had to stalk her to find out because she wouldn't tell him. One of the things Rune hated most was not being able to help someone he cared about, and well, he didn't mind going into the gray areas. He'd rather it not come to such an extreme measure as stalking, but he wanted to know the problem and find a way to fix it. Though he did want to just get the hell out of the castle and figure out how to ask her. He could just do it bluntly, not bother with the song ad dance bs, but that could always back fire.
He pulled on some school clothes and all so it looked like he was trying to dress warm, not that he felt cold much as a vampire, but well, needed to keep up appearances and all. He made his way toward hogsmeade, and while there noticed Benoite had come too. He followed after her and saw her head into the pub and went right in after her. The clothes she wore did what he knew of her body no justice. Then again, as usual Runes taste in women always lead him to someone taken. Kind of annoying really but hey, friends worked. He ordered a drink and followed after Benoite, albeit far enough behind due to the ordering and all that she had sat down and all. He didn't bother with asking to sit there on this occasion, she seemed down and likely to say no, and he wasn't going to take no for an answer anyway. Between the loudness of the crowd and all, he decided to use something that would keep things private even if someone did over hear, besides, she was one of the few that knew he was a parseltongue.
"So, what has been eating one of my best friends since it clearly hasn't been me?" he asked in a hiss, hoping a bit of a joke on his vamperism would cheer her up a bit. He took a swig of his drink before continuing, "You should know you can come to me if you need help.", continuing in parseltongue. Oddly enough it sounded a bit more like Rune was speaking a romance language when he spoke in parseltongue, and yet, when he had tried learning french fully, or any language in that category, he butchered the sound even if it was the same sound as parseltongue. Least he could have fun with himself on that.
[/size][/center] Tags: word count: Notes: Lyrics: "Eye of the tiger" - Survivor
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benoite guinevere rowle
slytherin
Seventh Year
Wandless Magic Parselmouth 1/6 Veela[/center][M:0]
Every lesson forms a new scar, they never thought you'd make it this far.
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Post by benoite guinevere rowle on May 31, 2012 13:33:01 GMT -5
In another life, [/color] I would make you stay.So I don't have to say,[/color] You were the one that got away.[/color]
The longer she was at school, the more she wished she weren't. She felt like no one was safe so long as she was here, and now her secret could be all over school, but Albus wasn't the type to gossip, but still, if it were something like that...who would really keep it to themselves? She felt as though she always had to look over her shoulder because people would come after her with pitchforks and torches. She sort of hoped they did, then she could tell them everything, and maybe if they did kill her, they'd kill her brothers too. Or maybe send her to Azkaban; was that legal? She technically had committed no real crimes, but she didn't care, maybe she would be better off in Azkaban, at least there, she could be alone; and die alone. She wouldn't have to deal with emotions that were as human as love and loss in there, and maybe, just maybe, she could whither away and die like she wished she could.
She didn't really know what to make of anything anymore, she didn't talk to the others she bothered to keep in her life, for fear they would just reject her like everyone else. The more she thought on it, the more alone she realized she really was, and she hated herself even more, she really did. She hated everything; herself, this situation, her family. She hated every little thing, and everything little person who had ever been around her, but then at the same time, she knew she couldn't hate everyone; they hadn't done anything. It was Albus, that was who she needed to hate. This was all his fault. The more she thought that, the more the tears threatened to come back, but before they could, there was a voice. She looked up, and she tried to smile, but there weren't enough funny things in the world that could make her smile right now, not even a fake smile.
What had been eating her? Nothing, nothing at all. She wanted to say nothing, she wanted to retreat into her head, and just die, but there was someone here right now, someone who didn't want her to go, but she didn't know why he would want her to stay. "Nothing...nothing to worry about. Nothing can be done about it, so who cares I guess." She didn't want to admit they were over, but she would have to eventually, but not now, not yet.
[/center][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] Tags: Open! Words: Some! This is really bad, I'm sorry. Outfit: Here! Lyrics: The One That Got Away - Katy Perry! Credits: Me![/font][/size]
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Post by rune veliospirus ravencroft on May 31, 2012 21:16:41 GMT -5
Took my time, took my chances, went the distance, now I'm back on my feet.
Rune was mid drink again as she said nothing to worry about and that nothing could be done about it. Really, the second lamest answer in the book? Well, okay maybe not that high but up there. Did she really think he would completely go for that? Or was this some futile attempt to try and shoo him away which, well, good luck with that.
"Oh come on Benoite" Rune said as he put his glass back down, no longer speaking parsel tongue but plain English, well minus the bit of Irish in it. "All the shit that happened with my father, you think I'm gonna bite that, Now I'm just more curious what your trying to hide, even if I have to pay for a room to talk in private." he then added, looking her over. "I barely see you in the great hall at all, I hear people asking where you've gone, and when I have seen you around it's like your a mute, and I'd much like to be proven wrong that it might be the only other thing I know of that does that to people." Rune said, trying to keep himself calm from himself then anything with her.
His mother and sister had acted similar at times while his father was abusing the three of them, and all things considered such things were a sore spot with Rune. If his father ever got out of Azkaban and Rune saw him, well, Rune might just end up filling his cell. "Come on, what am I gonna do if it's a secret, tell someone? Not generally my style and realistically, you have a rather nasty one to turn on me if I were to do such a thing." Rune said before drinking down the last of his drink, after all, if she blabbed about him being a vampire half the school would probably want his head on a pike, paranoid bastards. "If there's one thing you've taught me it's neither of us are really alone.", he reminded her, after all when they had become friends he was in a pretty rough slump. He pondered using it though, as there was always the possibility that as she didn't seem to be seeking comfort in that boy friend of hers, it had something to do with him. What the moron must have been thinking or doing was beyond him if he managed to lose someone like Benoite.
[/size][/center] Tags: word count: Notes: its fine, didn't give you a ton to work with, lol Lyrics: "Eye of the tiger" - Survivor
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benoite guinevere rowle
slytherin
Seventh Year
Wandless Magic Parselmouth 1/6 Veela[/center][M:0]
Every lesson forms a new scar, they never thought you'd make it this far.
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Post by benoite guinevere rowle on Jun 2, 2012 22:06:43 GMT -5
In another life, [/color] I would make you stay.So I don't have to say,[/color] You were the one that got away.[/color]
Benoite was not one to have people worry after her. If people really knew what she went through on a day to day basis, or where she really came from, they would all hate her or wonder how she was sane anyhow, so she didn't bother. No one need worry about her, she could take care of herself, or she could die trying, simple as that.
She didn't want to talk about it; last time she did, it cost her a friend...more then that, it cost her Albus. "Rough summer." She said simply, she couldn't have everyone know she was bashed around and tossed about like a rag doll. Not only did it make her look weak, but it gave her siblings more to go after her about. "It was just stressful, and I haven't gotten away from all of it just yet, nothing to worry about, really." She said, she just wanted to withdraw into herself more, and insist, 'I have a knife in my brazier! Really, I am fine, I am.' But she wasn't, and if things didn't get any better, she wouldn't get better, not for a long time. She didn't know how to make things okay again, but she was struggling along the best she could, there wasn't much she could do at this point.
She didn't want to tell him, she didn't. No one else needed her problems. "It really was just a bad summer. Siblings can be a bother, you know." She was sure he did, she knew he had at least a sister. "And Albus and I had a disagreement, it'll pass." Or would it? She didn't really think it would, but she hoped it would. Maybe he would accept those answers so she wouldn't have to talk about it anymore, talking about it only made it worse, because at least if she was silent, she could think about other things; like making judgements about those passing her, most people assumed she did that anyway, right? Why would now be different? But if they got her talking, it was to ask her why she looked so ill, or had lost more weight, and she didn't want to get into that, it lead to the truth, and the truth was much worse then anyone cared to think.
[/center][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] Tags: Rune! Words: Some! Outfit: Here! Lyrics: The One That Got Away - Katy Perry! Credits: Me![/font][/size]
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