7 Feb 2022, 02:29
deimos
| ──downed all the rain to wash his sorrows out | backdated to dec 26th, 2021── |
| ── | Rory laughed, nails digging painfully into his skin as she pulled him to his feet, nearly wrenching his arm out of its socket. "Come on," she beamed, fingers tangling themselves into his hair and ruffling it as if he was a dog. "We're getting some candy, and mama is gonna stop by the Cauldron, and then we're going to get you some proper clothes, not the awful black things your father makes you wear. And the- Oooo!!!!" Draven looked up to see her staring at one of the shops nearby, a glint in her eyes. It was the Magical Menagerie. Draven could see the snakes and toads inside, staring at them through the tinted gold windows, blinking slowly as they took in the scene. And lord, what a scene it was. Draven Mirador in his nightclothes, barefoot and unkempt. And Rory, in all her bejeweled glory, with half her head shaven and racoon eyeliner, neon pink nailpolish that screamed, and enough bracelets around her wrists to wake the dead with their jingling. She didn't ask for his input, and he didn't have time to give it. Because the very next second, she was pushing him through the doors, practically jumping up and down with excitement. "We could get you a snake!" She shrieked, pulling him to the snake display. "You're a Slytherin, just like your dad! You could be the snake with a snake! OR OR OR, OR LOOK" She'd pulled a frog out from out of nowhere, and shoved it under Draven's nose. Draven and the frog exchanged a look of shared misery. Neither of them wanted to be quite so close to Rory, but Draven had the privilege of taking a step back. The frog could only croak miserably, begging to be released. "I don't want a snake, or a frog." Draven hissed, willing the anger to come. But there was no anger. Only exhaustion. Only the desire to curl up in one of the empty cages and slam the door shut, so Rory couldn't pull him out. "I want to go ho-" From the corner of his eye, Draven saw a dark shadow moving along the wall. "I want to go home," he said, enunciating every word, holding Rory's gaze as calmly as he could. He wanted her to hug him. He wanted her to pull him to her chest, and wrap her arms around him, and set her chin atop his head like she'd done when he was small. He wanted to smell the flowery perfume Abbadon had bought her for her birthday, and feel her fingers playing with his hair. Something pounced atop him. Huge. Hairy. Heavy. It had landed on his back and was looking for purchase in his hair, long limbed legs tangling in his curls. It wasn't the tender touch he wanted from his mother. A blood curling scream resounded through the shop as Rory stumbled backwards, knocking over a barrel of toads, the heel of her boots snapping with a loud crack. All the blood had drained from her face, eyes agape as she stared at the huge black spider sitting atop her son's head. For the first time that early December morning, Draven smiled. "I changed my mind," he said sweetly, allowing the spider to climb atop the back of his hand. It was beautiful. The size of a baseball bat with furry legs and dark eyes which shone up at Draven curiously, a soft clicking sound coming from the tiny creature. Rory pushed herself backwards, hands scrambling to find her wand, horror painted all over her face. "I want this one." Rory gulped, humor dripping off her face. "You sure baby boy? Because I'm sure there's a nice owl in here somewhere." Draven's smile didn't quite reach his eyes. "I'm sure," he crooned. (652) |
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buying - black webber | name - deimos | sex - boy | dob -dec 18th
Last edited by Draven Mirador on 8 Feb 2022, 23:10, edited 1 time in total.
ITS STILL RAINING. WHY IS IT STILL RAINING? sta • 13 | eva • 8 | str • 1 | wis • 15 |arc • 7 | acc • 9 |
9 Feb 2022, 06:36
deimos
This is my former staff account.
I also play: Serena Towers (Graduated PC), Arjan Oberoi (Graduated iNPC), Xiomara Torres (Current Student)
I also play: Serena Towers (Graduated PC), Arjan Oberoi (Graduated iNPC), Xiomara Torres (Current Student)