9 Dec 2018, 17:53
The boy of ice and snow
Dressed in a form fitting outfit, the male walked into the ballroom, doing a little spin to look around.
Upon confirming it was empty, he began a series of stretches.
For once, he wasn't wearing his flower crown. In fact, he wasn't wearing any accessories at all. No flashy jewelry, nothing.
It was confusing as to why this was though. He always wore earrings at the very least. But this time he didn't bother with them.
He was a boy of ice and snow, elegant and cool.
Deep breath in. Deep breath out.
He could hear the notes ringing in his head, and without realizing it, he began humming along.
A Viennese waltz. A classic dance. Practice that first.
And he did. In perfect time, not a hair out of place as he did it.
Flowing movements, on point turns, all without a partner to dance. Yet.
What next?
Foxtrot. Something more complicated, with more graceful of a tone needed.
A song- he needed a song for it. But what?
A muggle song maybe. What was it? Love by Michel something.
Again rowan found himself humming along with it as he danced, having more trouble than last time.
Then he tripped.
Again.
He hissed to himself. He wouldn't fail on only the second dance
But he tripped again. And again.
He was there for hours, before he finally got it down.
Only then did he realize that someone could have been watching him, with how long he had been there.
Upon confirming it was empty, he began a series of stretches.
For once, he wasn't wearing his flower crown. In fact, he wasn't wearing any accessories at all. No flashy jewelry, nothing.
It was confusing as to why this was though. He always wore earrings at the very least. But this time he didn't bother with them.
He was a boy of ice and snow, elegant and cool.
Deep breath in. Deep breath out.
He could hear the notes ringing in his head, and without realizing it, he began humming along.
A Viennese waltz. A classic dance. Practice that first.
And he did. In perfect time, not a hair out of place as he did it.
Flowing movements, on point turns, all without a partner to dance. Yet.
What next?
Foxtrot. Something more complicated, with more graceful of a tone needed.
A song- he needed a song for it. But what?
A muggle song maybe. What was it? Love by Michel something.
Again rowan found himself humming along with it as he danced, having more trouble than last time.
Then he tripped.
Again.
He hissed to himself. He wouldn't fail on only the second dance
But he tripped again. And again.
He was there for hours, before he finally got it down.
Only then did he realize that someone could have been watching him, with how long he had been there.
Often lying, but not to you.
9 Dec 2018, 19:15
The boy of ice and snow
Jay was looking for a quiet place. A place we’re they could dispose orphanage their tears and anger. Classes have ended and they wanted to be alone, they went to the abandoned toilets but there were some girls there and then they went to find an empty classroom but teachers and prefects just seemed to be everywhere, then they went to the Great Lake but there were many students there so then they decided to check the ballroom. And yay, there wasn’t anyone there— music started to play. Jay froze. They then backed up, someone was there. Or maybe two. Frustration got a hold of them.
They mentally screamed, why can’t I be completely alone for once in my life? Gosh I wished I stayed in that stupid orphanage! Jay thought, this frustration was so powerful that they even cried a few tears. The heavy feeling in Jay felt terrible. They stopped themself from crying any fipurthernand tried to get a hold of themself.
Jay then took a peek at whoever was there. It was a boy dancing, he looked oddly familiar... Oh it was the flower crown boy. This was probably something that they shouldn’t be doing but Jay decided to just stand there and watch. Jay always had a fascination to dancing, they could only do the two step and the square. But that was it. They wanted to learn ballet and more dances. Suddenly the boy fell, Jay couldn’t hold back their clamped a hand over their mouth but he didn’t seem to hear, as time passed they boy tripped quote many times.
Jay then realized that their head was poking too far. So far that they were probably noticed. Jays face turned red and they quickly turned back behind the wall. Did he see me?
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9 Dec 2018, 19:57
The boy of ice and snow
Rowan stayed perfectly still for many moments, holding his breath, listening.
No one?
How odd. He could have sworn he had seen someone.
He had two more dances he wanted to practice, then he would be out of there.
This one didn't need a partner. It was a performance of sorts that was never met to be seen by anyone else but himself, designed to warm him up for more... advanced... dances of sorts. He didn't have the equipment in the ballroom for that one however.
This one required pointe shoes, however, to keep his balance in check.
He walked to his pile of equipment, taking the shoes out and putting them on quickly.
This is why he was so muscled, even when he ate little to none some days.
As well as why he could rock a pair of seven inch heels.
His balance was implacable from dances like this.
It started out slow, for all of about twenty beats. Slow and sensual, before he launched into a series of sharp turns and twists, his body moving like water, muscles rippling under the form fitting fabric, accenting his various curves as he occasionally stopped for dramatic effect.
This is what the dance was for. An impressive technical performance, as well as a stunning act. Too bad he would never willingly show it to anyone.
What was next?
Ah yes, you really didn't expect him to keep his feet on the ground the entire time, right?
Three consecutive jumps were executed to perfection, each with half a beat of one foot on the ground, before he began again.
A pause, giving him three beats to catch his breath.
He had been preforming this dance since he was 8, modifying it as he slowly learned.
The next part was by far his favorite.
A full back bend, going into a roll, before he finally came to a stop in a split. It only hurt a tiny bit.
Swinging his legs in a wide arc, he pulled himself into a spin once more.
The count of 30 beats gave him a calm period, executing another round of fluid movements.
On the last beat, he came to a dead stop, back bent in a loose 75 degree angle, arm outstretched along the same line, the other tucked behind his back. His hair fell in loose waves towards the floor, his pale eyes unfocused, lost in both thought and performance.
This was how he kept from being a complete stick.
His breathing rasped through the air as he came back to reality, standing up strait once more, and going to take a drink of water.
No one?
How odd. He could have sworn he had seen someone.
He had two more dances he wanted to practice, then he would be out of there.
This one didn't need a partner. It was a performance of sorts that was never met to be seen by anyone else but himself, designed to warm him up for more... advanced... dances of sorts. He didn't have the equipment in the ballroom for that one however.
This one required pointe shoes, however, to keep his balance in check.
He walked to his pile of equipment, taking the shoes out and putting them on quickly.
This is why he was so muscled, even when he ate little to none some days.
As well as why he could rock a pair of seven inch heels.
His balance was implacable from dances like this.
It started out slow, for all of about twenty beats. Slow and sensual, before he launched into a series of sharp turns and twists, his body moving like water, muscles rippling under the form fitting fabric, accenting his various curves as he occasionally stopped for dramatic effect.
This is what the dance was for. An impressive technical performance, as well as a stunning act. Too bad he would never willingly show it to anyone.
What was next?
Ah yes, you really didn't expect him to keep his feet on the ground the entire time, right?
Three consecutive jumps were executed to perfection, each with half a beat of one foot on the ground, before he began again.
A pause, giving him three beats to catch his breath.
He had been preforming this dance since he was 8, modifying it as he slowly learned.
The next part was by far his favorite.
A full back bend, going into a roll, before he finally came to a stop in a split. It only hurt a tiny bit.
Swinging his legs in a wide arc, he pulled himself into a spin once more.
The count of 30 beats gave him a calm period, executing another round of fluid movements.
On the last beat, he came to a dead stop, back bent in a loose 75 degree angle, arm outstretched along the same line, the other tucked behind his back. His hair fell in loose waves towards the floor, his pale eyes unfocused, lost in both thought and performance.
This was how he kept from being a complete stick.
His breathing rasped through the air as he came back to reality, standing up strait once more, and going to take a drink of water.
Often lying, but not to you.
9 Dec 2018, 20:28
The boy of ice and snow
Jay watched him do his little dances once again. This is not right! I’m being a stalker for Salazar’s sake! Jay thought, but honestly... This dude is amazing. Half of Jay wanted to come out but the other half wanted to hide, if they went forward it could be a chance to make a new friend but it could also be a chance to make him angry. But if they went away... It would only be cowardly, or so would their guardian think. Jay stuffed their hands into their pants debating about walking out there.
Then, the guy finished his dance and started to walk near to the place Jay was hiding. Just come out and say hello... simple. I can do it... Jay wasn’t a very social person and they only had one friend. One. And they had only met that one friend a few days ago. Jay took a deep breath and walked out into the big ballroom. “Um hi... I saw your performance and Er.. I just wanted to say that you’re very good,” Jay mentally crossed their fingers hoping that he wouldn’t get angry. I feel so stupid! Jay gave a small smile to look kind.
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9 Dec 2018, 20:46
The boy of ice and snow
His head snapped up, and he almost choked on his water, thrown into a coughing fit from his surprise.
Bloody hell, someone did see him. This is why you follow your gut, idiot.
Rowan cleared his throat and stood up straight once more, turning to face... them. Who were they?
Was it- Oh no.
He internally groaned, fixing his appearance casually and quickly, assessing the options. At this point, there was no use telling them to get out, they had already seen. No use getting mad at them, that wasn't warranted. Annoyance was valid though, however, for them hiding.
No one was supposed to see him like this, but here he was.
He studied the for a moment, before sighing and accepting it.
"Thank you, I guess. You really should not have hidden though, yes? It isn't the most polite thing, especially when it was not made for you to see."
He was angry, but it was hidden behind a calm, cool, and frankly a bit eerie mask. His stare held still, before he finally turned away to pick up his items and water, taking a sip.
Oh, I forgot to mention, he was still on the tips on his toes, standing tall with perfect posture, most likely taller than her by a few inches now.
He was still on his toes as he walked out.
Bloody hell, someone did see him. This is why you follow your gut, idiot.
Rowan cleared his throat and stood up straight once more, turning to face... them. Who were they?
Was it- Oh no.
He internally groaned, fixing his appearance casually and quickly, assessing the options. At this point, there was no use telling them to get out, they had already seen. No use getting mad at them, that wasn't warranted. Annoyance was valid though, however, for them hiding.
No one was supposed to see him like this, but here he was.
He studied the for a moment, before sighing and accepting it.
"Thank you, I guess. You really should not have hidden though, yes? It isn't the most polite thing, especially when it was not made for you to see."
He was angry, but it was hidden behind a calm, cool, and frankly a bit eerie mask. His stare held still, before he finally turned away to pick up his items and water, taking a sip.
Oh, I forgot to mention, he was still on the tips on his toes, standing tall with perfect posture, most likely taller than her by a few inches now.
He was still on his toes as he walked out.
Reducio
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9 Dec 2018, 21:01
The boy of ice and snow
Jay took another deep breath as the guy walked out, they knew he was going to get angry! At the moment they felt like hitting their head against a wall but that wouldn’t do anything. Dammit Jay... you did it again! As he completely left, Jay couldn’t help it but to laugh at themself. They were cursed. They were definitely cursed. Anything that they did would end up in complete and utter failure. They figured that they probably seemed insane laughing in the empty ballroom, their voice echoing.
“I’m just a failure. Thank you Sir Victoria, maybe If would of been better if you took me with you?” Jay said as if their guardian was there. Without warning Jay burst into tears. Damn you! Why did you do that Sir Victoria? Why?! Jay felt terrible, they could never make friends. They bet that the Lily girl probably hated them and that she was probably faking it. Yeah. That was probably why. Jay questioned themself. Why did I even make a stupid club? Or why did I get into an argument with that stupid muggle guy? Why did I do so many things? Jay wiped their tears and ran out of the ballroom.
Jane ‘Jay’ Victoria has left the room.
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9 Dec 2018, 22:24
The boy of ice and snow
'A little... inappropriate for someone so young don't you think?'
'Don't you think you should choose something more- more age appropriate mon amour?'
'You missed the beat for the jump'
'You hesitated on the pirouette.'
'Really? That's what you set up for your technical performance? Don't you think that's a little advanced for someone like you? I mean, you're so young and... thin... maybe you should wait a few years'
The first and last time he had preformed that piece for people, he was met with an onslaught of judgment. He could almost imagine what they were thinking over it. His guess would be 'Jesus, what a slut, preforming something like that'
Only when they ran past him sobbing did he realize that they were most likely thinking none of that.
Damn him for choosing not to change out of these shoes.
He could only run so fast after them.
"Hey! Wait up! Please!"
He called after her, breaking into the best run he could manage.
He was such an asshole sometimes.
They had complimented his performance, and he practically told them to fuck off. Yeah, great job Rowan. Real kind.
Now they were crying.
Let's hope he could fix his mistakes at least.
'Don't you think you should choose something more- more age appropriate mon amour?'
'You missed the beat for the jump'
'You hesitated on the pirouette.'
'Really? That's what you set up for your technical performance? Don't you think that's a little advanced for someone like you? I mean, you're so young and... thin... maybe you should wait a few years'
The first and last time he had preformed that piece for people, he was met with an onslaught of judgment. He could almost imagine what they were thinking over it. His guess would be 'Jesus, what a slut, preforming something like that'
Only when they ran past him sobbing did he realize that they were most likely thinking none of that.
Damn him for choosing not to change out of these shoes.
He could only run so fast after them.
"Hey! Wait up! Please!"
He called after her, breaking into the best run he could manage.
He was such an asshole sometimes.
They had complimented his performance, and he practically told them to fuck off. Yeah, great job Rowan. Real kind.
Now they were crying.
Let's hope he could fix his mistakes at least.
Often lying, but not to you.
10 Dec 2018, 02:26
The boy of ice and snow
Jay was such a fool. They regretted doing so many things like going up to that guy... soon enough Jay couldn’t handle running any farther due to the breathtaking crying. They leaned against the corridor wall, letting the endless tears take over. The guy had called out at them to wait but all Jay answered with was a “Leave me alone, you wanker!”
They wished that they could just get rid of their bright coloured hair and Snow White skin. They wished that they could just blend into the dull bunch of students. They figured that they were the one who did everything wrongly. Everyone else was nice, Jay was just blinded by their guardian. Perhaps I was... Jay thought, they closed their eyes. They suddenly had a temptation to do something bad again... and not a physical one like punching... more like throwing a spell... No. Don’t you dare. It will make your life worse. They thought but Jays other half of their mind thought, as if my life was already at the edge of the worse! Jay fell into a ball, they hugged their knees just to stop themselves form doing any more stupid things. They could barely take a breath because of the crying, instead they made loud gasping sounds.
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10 Dec 2018, 14:02
The boy of ice and snow
“Look- just- I’m sorry- I just don’t usually...”
Then it clicked. This wasn’t about him, was it? No, they were crying too much for that. What was it then? Who knew- he just wanted to help- to fix it in some way. He kneeled infront of them, studying for a moment.
“Hey. Look at me please? You don’t have to listen but you need to breath. You’re hyperventilating. Please let me help. I don’t want you to pass out. I’ll have to take you to the medbay then.”
He wanted to help. He hated feeling useless like this. Especially when he contributed to this mess.
If it came to it too, he would actually carry them to the medbay. He had the strengths, and they didn’t look much heavier than a hundred pounds. Maybe less.
“Look, Im an asshole, I know, you wanna punch me in the gut? Will that make you feel better?”
Letting off some steam might help, who knew, he was kinda desperate to make them feel better.
Then it clicked. This wasn’t about him, was it? No, they were crying too much for that. What was it then? Who knew- he just wanted to help- to fix it in some way. He kneeled infront of them, studying for a moment.
“Hey. Look at me please? You don’t have to listen but you need to breath. You’re hyperventilating. Please let me help. I don’t want you to pass out. I’ll have to take you to the medbay then.”
He wanted to help. He hated feeling useless like this. Especially when he contributed to this mess.
If it came to it too, he would actually carry them to the medbay. He had the strengths, and they didn’t look much heavier than a hundred pounds. Maybe less.
“Look, Im an asshole, I know, you wanna punch me in the gut? Will that make you feel better?”
Letting off some steam might help, who knew, he was kinda desperate to make them feel better.
Often lying, but not to you.
10 Dec 2018, 21:10
The boy of ice and snow
Jay wiped their face multiple times with their school robe, they were a emotional monster. They could be meaning fun of someone or proudly jumping off a twenty feet high rock and the next moment they could be in a room crying their eyes out and thinking of the worst thoughts ever. “I’m f-f-fine...” they said managing to slow down their breathing and crying.
Jay wanted to punch him. Jay wanted to punch him so hard that his teeth would fall out. No. Stop thinking of that! Jay thought to themself. “I’d r-rather not... I don’t want to hurt anyone anymore...” at this point they were a stuttering mess. Jay stood up and looked at the guy with their puffy eyes, he was just slightly taller than them. “T-to be honest I should be the one to get punched,” they said. It’s true, they were the one who decided to go all creepy and watch this guy dance. Jay never got hurt physically it was only back in the orphanage when the older kids would kick them and whatnot. A emotional monster. That’s what I am. Jay wished that this guy would stop feeling bad for them, he was just wasting his energy to try to help...
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