16 Nov 2024, 01:10
Just Around the Corner
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Date: November 2nd, 2024 | Time: 6:30AM | Outfit: Autumn Casual | CC: #84774d
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Date: November 2nd, 2024 | Time: 6:30AM | Outfit: Autumn Casual | CC: #84774d
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Oliverβs patience snapped like a brittle twig underfoot, the pounding in his head crescendoing with every word out of Avis' mouth. His dirt-ridden fingers dropped from his forehead as his jaw clenched tightly. With a guttural grunt, he halted abruptly, his feet skidding slightly on the uneven ground. In a single, swift motion, he turned sharply toward Avis, his pale face twisted with exasperation, and his hand darted to his wand in a blur.
Oliver knew only a couple jinxes, he needed something not too violent, but not too harmless, the Tickling Charm would only summon Avis' irritating smile and make her giggle with that light voice of hers. Flipendo would send her flying back, soaring through the hall, Oliver didn't have the heart for that, even now. Curse of the Bogies? that was fitting, but Avis will need to be treated, likely questioned, and get Oliver into more trouble than he wanted... He had decided.
"Periculum!" Oliver shouted, his incantation echoeing through the hall, red sparks shot out from his wand as he flicked his slightly to the side, narrowly missing Avis' face. That should scare her. the thought trickled in, as Oliver's headache begun to ease.
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| π°ππππππππππ πΎπππ: @Avis Marlong | π΄πππππππππ: Same as Interacting |
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| π°ππππππππππ πΎπππ: @Avis Marlong | π΄πππππππππ: Same as Interacting |
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"The aim of life is self-development. To realise one's nature perfectly."
- Lord Henry (The Picture of Dorian Gray)
16 Nov 2024, 01:31
Just Around the Corner
He was ignoring her. Still. Honestly, how hard could it possibly be to get a kid to talk? Avis let out a small huff of annoyance but kept her little smile. Letting him know he was getting to her could never help. Abruptly, he faced Avis, his face twisted, whether by anger or exhaustion. Something was off, why wasn't he saying anything?
He seemed to be thinking hard, and Avis' heart raced. "Periculum!" She, frustratingly, let out a little shriek, and instinctively dodged a bit, not noticing his attempt to miss her. The spell flew past her face, and her eyes traced it down the long hallway. As it left her sight, she waited a moment, gathering her thoughts, before turning back to Oliver, her eyes narrowed and her smile having turned to a dark little smirk. He thought, he really thought, that if he could just scare her off, he wouldn't have to deal with her. Clearly, he didn't understand Avis. She couldn't really blame him though, not many people did.
She locked eyes with him for a minute, trying to commit his face to memory, before giving him a quick little wink and slowly spinning on her heels, heading back the way they had come.
He seemed to be thinking hard, and Avis' heart raced. "Periculum!" She, frustratingly, let out a little shriek, and instinctively dodged a bit, not noticing his attempt to miss her. The spell flew past her face, and her eyes traced it down the long hallway. As it left her sight, she waited a moment, gathering her thoughts, before turning back to Oliver, her eyes narrowed and her smile having turned to a dark little smirk. He thought, he really thought, that if he could just scare her off, he wouldn't have to deal with her. Clearly, he didn't understand Avis. She couldn't really blame him though, not many people did.
She locked eyes with him for a minute, trying to commit his face to memory, before giving him a quick little wink and slowly spinning on her heels, heading back the way they had come.
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Avis Marlong | βShe won't cry or beg for help...she'll isolate from the world and fight her own demons so that nobody can throw it in her face later.β |
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