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Post by Yazuri Mao on Jun 7, 2009 12:17:50 GMT -5
Yazuri laughed slightly at the thought of what a Slytherin "glob" would look like, and a Gryffindor for that matter, she had the strangest mental image in her head.
"As you should", maybe not the answer the boy was expecting, but Yazuri knew from first hand that the war was inevitable and everyone was in danger. "He doesn't care about them", she offered, he being Voldmort of course, "He wants people like you, and me, although he'd most likely want you dead and me to join him", she rolled her eyes, it was a scary truth.
"The site of him alone is enough to paralyze anyone", she shiverred, rememberring back to when her mother introduced her to him. Her mother, she thought about the woman for a moment. "This world is not safe anymore, not for anyone".
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Post by Vincent Fawkes on Jun 7, 2009 12:26:04 GMT -5
Vince nodded. He felt he should, which is why he decided to get the apartment in Hogsmede for the summer. Even so, he visited his family almost every day he wasn't working. It was as if he still lived there. He loved his family, but if he stopped seeing them, then it would be out of his love for them. Even if it hurt to never go back until this war was over.
He knew what Yazuri meant by "He" right away. Vince looked at her when she spoke of seeing him. "You've met him?" Well obviously she did...he finished off the rest of the drink in his hand and sat for a moment, thinking about whether he should get another or not.
"There isn't much anyone can do about it either."
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Post by Yazuri Mao on Jun 15, 2009 12:58:47 GMT -5
"It does seem hopeless doesn't it", she breathed, "it'll catch up to us all eventually", she didn't even noticing herself moving slightly closer to the boy and she finished another drink.
She closed her eyes, "He..." she paused, "I have... once", she rememberred that moment, he made her feel like she could have all the power in the world to do whatever she wanted, she wasn't so sure anymore. "Even how he is now.... the power you can feel from him, its..." she didn't quite know the words, "seductive", she finally settled on. She supposed for people who were taught how evil he was, instead of how strong he was wouldn't feel that way, but it was her upbringing it was who she was supposed to be.
"Vincent?" she moved closer, "Did you like it when I kissed you?" she set her drink down how many of those had she had, she didn't care at the moment. The music outside was pusling drowning out her thoughts.
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Post by Vincent Fawkes on Jun 15, 2009 13:46:20 GMT -5
Vince's answer was by pouring another drink and making an agreeing grunt sound. He tipped most of it down his throat and sniffed.
"Seductive..." he repeated. He understood what she meant. Evil and seduction weren't always that far apart in descriptions. Sort of like love and hate. "What does he look like?" There were never pictures of the so-called Dark Lord. No one even spoke his name...let alone photographs of him. But most people had an unspoken curiosity as to what he would look like.
Looking up when his name was called, Vince found himself mere inches from Yazuri's face. Then she asked the question. He thought about it...and finished the drink in his hand before setting the glass down on the table. Vince made a funny expression with his lips to show he was thinking of what to say. "Let's just say...that I haven't had a kiss like that in too long." That was a satisfying response to him.
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Post by Yazuri Mao on Jun 15, 2009 13:57:44 GMT -5
Yazuri chuckled slightly, "Your so cute", she said stupidly. She was starring him straight in the face. "How long?" her eyebrow jumped up questionably. He didn't exactly say it was a good kiss, but he didn't deny that he liked it either, so she took this as a good sign. She knew how she had kissed him... angry... like nothing in the world mattered... confident... rough. She hadn't kissed many guys before so each one was memorable. Technically she wasn't really aloud.
She didn't move away from him just peered at him questionably waiting for an answer.
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Post by Vincent Fawkes on Jun 15, 2009 14:04:10 GMT -5
He was surprised to hear her call him cute, so he couldn't help but laugh himself. Vince cocked his head to the side a bit, and rested it on his fist. "Mmm...at least two years." Vince didn't really have problems with girls...just that he didn't have very many, and out of those...none were really all that special. "Yep...about two years since Tori..." he thought about her, but then shook his head to erase the memory. It had been a bad break up.
Vince looked into Yazuri again, wondering why she was so curious as to his liking.
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Post by Yazuri Mao on Jun 15, 2009 14:10:45 GMT -5
She put her hand flat against the side of his face. He felt warm against her cool hand. "Your too nice", she said studying his face for a moment. Her hand dropped to his leg and soon after her body went slack and she crumpled down, her hair fell over her face.
She lay curled on the couch in a ball with Vincent's leg as a pillow, completely and totally passed out. Her breathing evened out as she passed into blackness, sleeping away the effect of the alcohol. At least she couldn't worry in this state. She was vaguely aware of a pressence near here, but it only soothed her more. Her eyes fluttered a few times and she shifted a bit, her pillow wasn't as soft as she liked.
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Post by Vincent Fawkes on Jun 15, 2009 14:27:36 GMT -5
Vince was almost surprised there was no sizzle sound when Yazuri's hand was attached to his cheek...his face was so very warm after all the alcohol. He smiled at her comment, then looked sleepily at the hand on his leg. He was confused, then found her in a crumpled ball in his lap. Vince's free hand automatically went to brush the hair out of Yazuri's face, then to rest on her shoulder. His head also lazily went into the crook of his arm, where he went into a state very similar to hers. At least they were safe from whatever it was they were trying to hide from...what was it again? He couldn't remember and didn't much care at the moment, either.
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Post by Yazuri Mao on Jun 15, 2009 14:34:46 GMT -5
Yazuri woke to a sound of breathing other then her own and shot straight up confused, her head spun, bad idea. She steadied herself. Her neck hurt, she was sure she looked a mess. She removed her hair from her face, and looked at what had startled her. Vincent... she didn't remember falling asleep especailly with him.
"Hey.." she said gently, "Vincent", she whispered near his ear, "Wake up..." She brushed her hand across his forhead putting his messy hair back into place. It's how her mother used to wake her, plus she wasn't sure she was quite over the effects of the alcohol. She certainly felt bolder still. Strange how she could find herself being gentle at the strangest time. She sat back on her knees watching him.
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Post by Vincent Fawkes on Jun 15, 2009 14:51:17 GMT -5
"Mmm...mom?" Vince rubbed his face into his arm instinctively, then looked up to find himself not in his room and not his mom, but Yazuri, before him. "You...aren't my mom." He then remembered how the two fell asleep, and where he was.
Once again, he rubbed his face, except this time with his hands and hoped to push the sleep out. Plus, he wanted a little time waster to think of what to say...because this was a little on the awkward side.
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Post by Yazuri Mao on Jun 15, 2009 14:56:17 GMT -5
"I should hope i'm not" Yazuri said with a small smile, silly boy. "Mom's don't do this", and before he could have time to think about this statement she brought her lips to his, and this time it wasn't rough or pushy she kissed him lightely. She had a bad habit of taking him by surprise with those, but it seemed like a good idea at the time, she moved back from him. "Sorry, that was... umm a thank you I guess", she shrugged sitting back and brushing the strands of her hair out with her fingers, so it didn't look so mest up. Other then that, wrinkled clothes, and looking a bit tired, she seemed alive.
Perhaps she shouldn't have kissed him again. She stretched out her neck trying not to look at him. It was afterall sort of weird.
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Post by Vincent Fawkes on Jun 15, 2009 18:37:26 GMT -5
Vince, though surprised, managed to at least smile this time around. "No...moms don't do that." He didn't look away from her, though, like she did with him. Maybe this was all wrong...but it seemed alright for right now. And since Vince never took chances like this, he figured he might as well some time.
He reached over and turned Yazuri's face towards his and leaned in to bring their lips together again, still holding her face in his hand. After he moved away, he allowed himself to give her a crooked half-smile. "And I guess that was a you're very welcome."
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Post by Yazuri Mao on Jun 15, 2009 18:56:47 GMT -5
Yazuri's heart skipped a beat and she blushed her hands turned shaky, not at all Slytherin. She guessed places like these weren't kidding when they said you could lose yourself and right now she didn't mind not knowing who she was and what she was destined for.
"I suppose then", she smiled shyly, she brought her hand to his on her face and entwined her fingers with his moving it away she moved towards him wrapping her arms around his neck and she kissed him again. "I have more to thank you for". She was very much in the inexperienced girl, strange for a Slytherin, but Yazuri's family didn't really condone physical contact, especailly not the butterfly making kind. Their business had always been the dark arts. She wondered how any of her relatives survived, he felt so warm and comfortable. What had they missed out on all those years.
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Post by Vincent Fawkes on Jun 15, 2009 19:04:50 GMT -5
He wrapped his free arm around her waist and brought her to sit in his lap as their lips were connected again. Vince could feel his heart still pounding in beat with the music behind the walls as well as Yazuri's. Smiling into the kiss, he also played with her hair and rubbed the hand that was in his.
Without knowing, Vince would have never guessed that she had been so inexperienced with this sort of thing. It felt like she had been doing it for years. Even though he hadn't had that many girls himself...he knew that Yazuri was a natural. She seemed to be putting everything into this, which was the way it was supposed to be.
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Post by Yazuri Mao on Jun 15, 2009 19:13:51 GMT -5
Her thoughts weren't about her future anymore she was content with thinking about right now she released his hand and played with the ends of his hair at his neck. She felt him smile, clearly she wasn't the only one enjoying this, whatever this might be. So far both her run ins with him have seemed to end in this strange sort of way.
She broke the kiss, "I.." she felt as if she needed something and excuse, there should be a reason at least for what she was doing, her entire upbringing told her it was wrong, but his arm around her made her feel safe, safer then she had felt in a long time. Like nothing could touch her now, it was obviously not true, but she could pretend for a little while.
"I shouldn't stay here any longer" she moved away from him, "I need to keep moving", she frowned her mother knew her favorite hang outs and plenty of other things Yazuri always wondered how her mother found such things out. "I'm sorry", she stood straightening her clothes, and grabbing her wand off the table. She walked out quickly before he could say anything her heels click on the floor as she went and as soon as she was outside the room, she apparated away.
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