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Post by Yazuri Mao on Dec 12, 2008 21:02:44 GMT -5
Yazuri rushed from Knockturn into the more lighted streets of Diagon Ally she let the night air rush over her. She looked frightened as if she had been running from something and she had, but not in the sense someone would think. She had another training session and it had just finished. She felt vomit rise in her throat but fought it back. The things they asked of her.
"Breathe", she told herself quietly, "Just Breathe", she clutched a nearby post so hard her knuckles turned white. She felt about ready to colaspe. Her entire body was shaking even thought the air was quite warm. She felt wrong. Really wrong. She felt sick and mest up and faint, and tired, and unstable.
She closed her eyes trying to push the thoughts out of her head, stop the emotions that were rising. She needed to go back to being cool, stonehearted, but she couldnt' stop shaking.
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Post by Vincent Fawkes on Dec 17, 2008 15:53:23 GMT -5
On his way to the cafe for some dinner, Vince saw a girl looking like she was in extreme pain. He stopped walking perplexedly for a moment, then rushed over and put a hand on her back. "Hey, are you okay?" As he bent down to see her face, his eyes widened. "Yazuri?"
What had happened? The girl was shaking and did not look happy, which is of course an understatement. She was fine the last time he saw her. Though...her mother was angry, and she was also a presumed death eater. Shit.
"Why don't you sit down?" Vince suggested.
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Post by Yazuri Mao on Dec 18, 2008 6:15:59 GMT -5
She cringed away from the hand and flinched when she heard her name putting distance from herself and the boy, "What?" she looked at him and tried to create malice in her voice, like she had before, she couldnt' find the strength.
"Fine", she agreed and sank to the ground. Probably not what he meant by sitting down, but she wasn't about to cross the street to the nearest bench and have him see her stumble.
"What are you doing here?" she narrowed her eyes. "If this is about what happened", she babbled talking about the kiss, "It was whatever, trying to prove a point that sort of thing you were just handy at the time", she shrugged. She hadn't actually liked it. Her stomach did not get butterflies. She was stable, completely unattracted. Right?
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Post by Vincent Fawkes on Dec 18, 2008 6:28:05 GMT -5
He had expected the hostility, so he ignored it, and he just sat to her side. "If you really need to know, I was walking down the alley to the cafe and I saw you." Vince shook his head. "But don't worry about me. What happened to you?" he frowned.
"As for the kiss," he paused, looking at her. "I figured it was something like that. But I wouldn't stop to talk to you about that when something has obviously happened to you." Vince looked her up and down once more. "Why don't we go inside and I get you something to eat?" He realized that Yazuri probably would not agree to it, and she probably would not talk, but he figured he'd try. What was there to lose?
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Post by Ninja Manda on Dec 18, 2008 6:36:20 GMT -5
Yazuri found herself between a rock and hard place, because she was sure that it was a bad idea to go with vince and she was sure that her "instructors" would come looking for her and then it would be a bad idea for Vince to be anywhere near her. She left the question about what had happened to her unanswered what else did he expect from her.
She sighed, "Alright food... inside somewhere" she agreed, she figured that this way she could avoid them and avoid from Vince being seen not taht she cared it would just look bad on her record to be talking to some teenage Gryffindor right after a training session.
She used the pole to help herself up. "Where?" she demanded, pleasentries was never really something she learned.
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Post by Vincent Fawkes on Dec 18, 2008 6:53:18 GMT -5
"Sounds good to me," he nodded, standing as well. Vince noted the dodging of answers, but ignored it. He had definitely had seen that coming. But if he was lucky...maybe she'd let herself loose a little.
He didn't bother to help her up, because he was afraid she'd just flinch and fall. "Well," Vince began, eying her to watch her movements. "like I said earlier, I was on my way to the cafe at the end of the alley, if you're okay with that."
Even though Vince knew she wouldn't talk, he was still hoping she'd say something. She looked everything but okay right now, and it worried him. Not that she was anything too important to him...he was just that way with everyone. Sort of.
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Post by Yazuri Mao on Dec 18, 2008 7:00:49 GMT -5
"ya sure", Yazuri said slightly distracted she reasoned in her head that the place was far enough away for them to not bother to look or accidently see them. She took a deep breath inwardly. Something about the boy's pressence was calming. Stupid Gryffindors and they're shinyness. Always had to be the good guys. Yazuri was hardly the damsel in distress.
She walked along the road, her heals made a click click sound, impractical shoes, but thats how Yazuri was, her entire outfit was impractical, especailly for what she was suposed to have been doing.
She felt like one of them should be talking, maybe she should try a half attempted excuse for herself. She decided against it. He'd go without one. "I must look like a wreck", she said to herself mostly. Part of her wasn't even sure she had said that outloud at all.
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Post by Vincent Fawkes on Dec 18, 2008 12:08:40 GMT -5
As they walked, Vince said nothing, and just glanced in her direction every so often. He wondered what had happened to her. Maybe the death eater of a mother she had beat her after the kiss? No, Yazuri didn't have any visible bruises, and he could see most of her arms and neck. He figured those spots would definitely have some type of marking had she been beaten. Maybe some men had attacked her? No again...Yazuri seemed like the girl that would be able to fend herself easily in that type of position. Besides, that would also entitle bruises.
Vince shifted his eyes to watch her again. His footsteps followed the beat of her clicking. So used to the silence, aside from their steps, his body did a tiny jolt when Yazuri spoke. "Oh, don't flatter yourself," he smiled lightly. "If you were only a wreck, maybe I wouldn't have stopped." Vince turned his head and gave a playful smirk.
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Post by Yazuri Mao on Dec 18, 2008 17:10:57 GMT -5
Yazuri had her eyes cast downward and at his comment lifted them to his face, a small amused smile appeared on her face, and then was gone. She had caught a figure, tall, dark hair, fully cloaked, great so they found her anyway, damn. She allowed them to follow, she wasnt' doing any harm. They had no idea who Vincent was, but with every passing second they were getting closer, she noticed the second one.
"Shit", Yazuri cursed turning her eyes towards the front.
"Vince, do you believe in second chances?" she asked ignoring her sudden outburst about a second ago.
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Post by Vincent Fawkes on Dec 18, 2008 17:25:25 GMT -5
Well, at least he was able to get a short smile out of her. But then something happened. Vince didn't know what, but Yazuri had certainly reacted to it. What the hell was going on?
"Um...sure. Why?" he asked, curious as to the random question. But out of the corner of his eye, he saw two cloaked figures. It was obvious Yazuri had seen them. Maybe they were the ones who had done whatever it was to her to begin with?
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Post by Yazuri Mao on Dec 19, 2008 0:48:17 GMT -5
"If i told you that I have been bread to be a deatheater all my life and that my mother is a deatheater, and im from some strange sort of veitnamese family that has always been involved in the darks arts, but only allows women to actually take the family name, and that teh reason ive been shaking so badly is because they made me do some very bad things back there, as a part of my training and I ran out and adn they're comin to bring me back to make me do it again, and that being near me is probably dangerous, but I can't go back there", she said all in one breath, "and if I told you it would be a very good idea for us to run right now".
She paused. She didnt' know whether it was the crazy or if what she had done had finally broken her, but she wasn't like them. She wasn't like her mother. "What would you say?" She looked directly at him.
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Post by Vincent Fawkes on Dec 19, 2008 6:23:32 GMT -5
Not faltering his steps, Vince listened, not very surprised at some things, and more so at others. He paused briefly. "If you told me all of that, then I'd say run like hell." He looked right back at her, grabbed her hand and started running as fast as he could.
"Are you going to explain anything to me when we get out of here?" he managed to get out through his strides. But the question was, how were they going to get out? The guys following them were obviously death eaters, well, at least dabblers in the dark arts. They knew other tricks, and used unfair methods to get what they wanted. Apparition was probably out of the question, because they most likely knew how to obtain the location.
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Post by Ninja Manda on Dec 21, 2008 4:28:18 GMT -5
"Take a left", she nudged him towards the end of the ally where there was a short side street going off. She was breathless from running and her heals clicked the ground roughly, she was afraid they'd break, thank god muggle designers made shows with some resilence. It was hard enough running in them. She aloud Vincent to lead her through the street, adn take her hand, but now it was her turn, she pulled ahead of him and tugged his arm, running down the side street.
The scenery was getting a bit dingier this place wasn't as nearly as bad as knockturn, but it was definetly on the lower class side. This was the teenage wizard underground and if you wanted to lose someone, this was the best place. "In", she practically pushed Vincent into a wall and followed except for the wall wasn't real and the two found themselves faced with raving music and a hundred dancers, all jumping up and down.
"Not even deatheaters know about this place" Yazuri had to yell practically over the music even then her words were still drowned out. "Follow", she said a little more at ease here, it was like a second home to her, she didn't let go of Vincent's hand just led him through the mobs of people.
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Post by Vincent Fawkes on Dec 21, 2008 9:07:20 GMT -5
At her direction, Vince did take a left. But as soon as he did, Yazuri over took him and was now leading him. It was obvious she had a destination in mind. Hopefully it would lose the two behind them, because it sounded like they were getting closer. He didn't dare look behind him to risk slowing down, though.
Falling into the wall, he looked around and felt his body vibrate from the bass of the music. Why had he never heard of this place before? No one had noticed them, thankfully, because both looked as if they had been running away from someone.
Not bother to yell over the music, he just nodded to Yazuri and allowed her to lead him through the other teenagers. At least they lost the cloaked guys back there.
Vince looked around and a lot of fellow Hogwarts students from every house, and then others he'd never seen before. It felt cramped in there, but at the same time, he felt strangely comfortable. But was there any place where the two could talk. That is...if Yazuri did want to talk about what happened. Vince did think that he deserved something, though.
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Post by Yazuri Mao on Dec 21, 2008 14:26:59 GMT -5
Yazuri led him to the back of the room where there was a guy, standing looking intimidating. His look softened at the sight of Yazuri, "Miss Mao, nice to see you again", Yazuri smiled lightly at him and he stepped aside to allow her and her friend, he noticed her hand attached to whomever this boy was, entrance.
She pushed through a door and just like the music was gone. It was an empty room, circlular couches, around tables, and its own bar, but completely empty of people. Most people didn't retire to this room till much later it was a VIP sort of place. Yazuri dropped Vincent's hand feeling a little awkward holding it now they had reached their destination and sunk onto one of the couches. Using the moment to catch her breath and collect her thoughts.
She looked up to Vincent. "Which question would you like me to answer first", she swallowed, obviously nervous. Her face showed it. She was too tired to put on the cool Slytherin mask they all carried so well.
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