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Post by Alisia Jackson on Aug 31, 2007 16:01:39 GMT -5
It was interesting hearing her name fall from his lips. Almost natural.It was odd for her to hear although she wanted to hear it again. "Do you regret it...?" She asked quietly. Wondering what he thought of her as the sixteen year old girl in front of him.
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Post by Marcello Ventrella on Aug 31, 2007 18:35:36 GMT -5
Cello stared at her, thinking of a responce for that question. Yes and No. Yes he did because he ended up in Azkaban. No because of the way he had felt as he killed and torched was unreal, it was one of the best feelings in his life. "No." After his reply his eyes stayed on her, watching her for a reaction.
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Post by Triston Astin on Aug 31, 2007 22:24:00 GMT -5
[[Alli Jackson]]
With the mouthful of tasteless food in her mouth she couldn't reply right away. In many ways she couldn't blame him. She'd felt like doing it...yet never acted on it. She never could. There was something in her that refused to let her do that sort of thing.
"Then I guess you like being here?" She asked quietly, toying with the food on her plate with her small fork. It scared her to be attracted in any way to someone so..different. "How old are you?" She questioned, already knowing he was too old for herself. Why didn't she care?
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Post by Ben Geller on Aug 31, 2007 22:27:41 GMT -5
[Cello]
"I Do Not Like Being Here Nor Do I Regret What I Did." he ate the rest of whatever was on his plate before answering. "Twenty eight. And You, Alli?"
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Post by Triston Astin on Aug 31, 2007 22:30:03 GMT -5
"Don't know if I want you to know how old I am." She smirked, finishing her mush as well and nodding towards the kitchen-near to take it. Standing up she motioned for him to follow. It ached in her that couldn't fly outside, that they'd have to do it in a closed off area. But she was happy to fly.
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Post by Ben Geller on Aug 31, 2007 22:32:29 GMT -5
"How is school?" he asked, trying to see if she was still in school or not, that would help with the age finding out thing. "Hogwarts?" he asked and followed her both hands behind his back, to make her feel safer, sorta.
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Post by Triston Astin on Aug 31, 2007 22:35:50 GMT -5
Tossing her pony tail lightly from side to side for a moment she stop moving, shifting so they were side by side. Comforted by the fact that he had let his hands stay behind his back although she didn't know why. "Non-existant." She smirked. Addy and herself were basically home-schooled. Especially since the Enyo incident Hogwarts was a no show for them. Not that they cared, too much drama for their taste.
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Post by Ben Geller on Aug 31, 2007 22:39:47 GMT -5
"No Schooling? You sound like me....with freedom that is," he said correcting himself for she was not like him, at all. He stayed to the side of her but looked over at her, noticing how beautiful she really was. Young or not she was gorgeous.
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Post by Triston Astin on Aug 31, 2007 22:43:31 GMT -5
Tucking a ringlet farther from her face she gave him a small smile. "Well...yeah I guess you could say that." Although it wasn't true. The stupid order had been keeping her and Addy locked up all the time. It was amazing they'd gone for her internship here of all places. Perhaps it was because she was very headstrong, one of the things she did inherit from her mother.
Stealing a glance to the side she caught is eye and smiled warmly. Taking a moment, a very quick moment, to scan over his body. Although Azkaban should have emaciated him greatly, he was toned. Very handsome, it made Alli Tingle.
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Post by Ben Geller on Aug 31, 2007 22:46:24 GMT -5
Ben turned, noticing her look at him. His hands still behind his back and standing about a foot away from her. he breify looked her up and down before asking,"Why are you here?"
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Post by Triston Astin on Aug 31, 2007 22:51:51 GMT -5
The question caught her off guard as she felt his eyes burning holes in her body. Stopping her body turned and she faced him. "In all honesty...it felt like the best decision I could make for me." She said with full honesty. something she rarely did with anybody, much less strangers. For her family she'd said the Ministry wasn't her style. For her sister she'd said cause she knew she wouldn't follow. Now she was telling him the truth felt right in so many strange ways. "Why did you think I'd come?"
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Post by Ben Geller on Aug 31, 2007 22:54:46 GMT -5
"Adventure," he said softly and took a step towards her, his hands came down to his sides and his eyes stayed locked on hers. He wanted to wait and see what she would do, her next move would basically reveal everything about her.
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Post by Triston Astin on Aug 31, 2007 22:56:42 GMT -5
"I bet I could find safer places for Adventure." She said, cocking her head to the side and smirking, so much like her father. He'd stepped closer. Yet she didn't feel nervous at all. At this moment he could kill her, hurt her, anything. Somehow it felt ok though. Somehow she knew he wouldn't hurt her.
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Post by Ben Geller on Aug 31, 2007 23:01:30 GMT -5
Cello looked straight down at her, turning his head slightly and leaning towards her. He wanted this kiss, just to feel lips on his. he'd go back in the cell for another 17 years, he really didn't care.
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Post by Triston Astin on Aug 31, 2007 23:05:11 GMT -5
Watching him come closer Alli should have moved. He was so much older than she was, a convict. Yet she didn't move. It wouldn't be her first kiss, that wasn't what made her shiver lightly. It was wondering why. And knowing it wasn't going to be anything more, why did that hurt?
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