Tiffany Lestrange
i'm not a fool, i just love that you're dead inside, i'm not a fool, i'm just lifeless too.
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Post by Tiffany Lestrange on Jul 1, 2013 19:26:28 GMT
Dragon Tranquilizers had been Tiffany's go-to for months since Kevin's death. They knocked her out, hard, but only for a short period of time, usually no more than an hour or two at a time. After all, they were designed to only temporarily subdue the creatures they were meant for - not exactly a nice, relaxing sleeping pill, by any means. However, throughout her experimenting with various potions & charms, Tiffany had established that only the powerful tranquilizers were enough to keep her from dreaming. That lead her to where she was, now, curled up tightly in a ball on the most-often ignored seat in the Slytherin common room, an uncomfortably hard seat with a tall, stiff straight back, that sat collecting dust in a dark corner of the usually more lively room. No one seemed to notice it, which was why she often chose it as her place to sit. She could watch the whole room without anyone paying her any real attention.
The little empty dart-shaped syringe sat on the floor next to where one of her legs had dropped, her foot planted on the ground. If her head wasn't lolling to the side with her eyes comfortably closed, she'd almost look comfortable & awake. To celebrate the next morning's classes being cancelled, most of the Slytherins, from year one to seven, had headed out to Hogsmeade & the common room was eerily quiet. The door to the common room swung open, but Tiff was contently, well, for lack of a better term, knocked the hell out. If she'd been there any longer than 40 minutes or so, it wouldn't be much longer now until she snapped awake, disoriented & terrified, angry with herself, even though her body would be grateful for the small bit of sleep she'd given it.
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Ophelia Rookwood
You know what, forget it, I hope you get mauled by a centaur.
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Post by Ophelia Rookwood on Jul 10, 2013 3:58:03 GMT
As the common room door swung open Phe walked inside, her heels clicking against the stone loudly as she wandered over to the chair by the fire, her hands released the bags she was clutching, dropping them on the table before she sat down in said chair. Only then did she notice the figure in the corner, eyebrow raised, she knew automatically who it was. "Tiff?" She called across the common room, somewhat quietly, careful not to disturb her.
Raising an eyebrow at lack of response, Phe thought not much of it, assuming she was asleep as she leaned forwards, grabbing one of the bags and shuffling through the contents to pick out a deep red nail polish. Getting comfortable, the brunette turned her body on the chair, her bare legs dangling over one arm as she unscrewed the top of the bottle and began to paint her nails.
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Tiffany Lestrange
i'm not a fool, i just love that you're dead inside, i'm not a fool, i'm just lifeless too.
Posts: 869
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Post by Tiffany Lestrange on Jul 10, 2013 4:43:34 GMT
Tiff's head dipped just a little further & her inner-ear seemed to snap to attention, her body jolting awake as if she'd imagined herself falling from a cliffside. She made a little breathy noise of shock, fingernails practically piercing the material of the chair as she gripped it to keep from sliding out of her spot & onto the cold, hard floor. Straightening herself out as her heartbeat raced, she took a few calming breaths & glanced around to remind herself where she was. Safe. Only then, did she notice her cousin.
"Ophelia." she said, no more or less, in greeting. Glancing down at the floor, she uncurled her legs & gently lowered her feet toward it, gingerly reaching down to pick up the empty syringe from the floor, holding it between two fingers as if disgusted by it, despite how grateful her body was for it's purpose.
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Ophelia Rookwood
You know what, forget it, I hope you get mauled by a centaur.
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Post by Ophelia Rookwood on Jul 10, 2013 4:51:31 GMT
Glancing up, Phe didn't really seem startled by Tiffs outburst, she'd learnt to just go along with whatever happened within her family. Straightening up so she could see over to Tiff a little better the brunette raised an eyebrow just slightly, her look saying it all, a mix of unimpressed and concerned.
"Tiffany." She retorted, simply, as she screwed the cap on the top of the bottle. "What're you doing?" Phe questioned, sounding somewhat concerned as she shuffled so she was sat front facing, her head still turned towards her older cousin.
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Tiffany Lestrange
i'm not a fool, i just love that you're dead inside, i'm not a fool, i'm just lifeless too.
Posts: 869
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Post by Tiffany Lestrange on Jul 10, 2013 5:00:28 GMT
"Getting some shut-eye." she replied simply, stretching so hard that a few faint 'pop' noises could be heard from her. With a happy little moan at having gotten a little of the tightness out, she relaxed into herself & tossed the syringe into the fireplace uninterestedly.
"What are you doing?" she turned it instead, giving the younger brunette an almost amused look, as if she were doing something equally as suspicious. She'd only slept for about 45 minutes, but to her body it felt like an amazing sleep, after all of the deprivation she'd been giving to it.
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Ophelia Rookwood
You know what, forget it, I hope you get mauled by a centaur.
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Post by Ophelia Rookwood on Jul 10, 2013 5:17:55 GMT
"I see." Phe answered simply, not bothering to question it as she stretched her fingers, admiring the new colour she'd picked up from Lily's boutique in Hogsmeade, along with a couple of dresses.
"I'm painting my nails, Tiff." The brunette glanced over at her, eyebrow raised a little, as though to question why she'd questioned something that was so ordinary for a teenage girl to be doing. "What're you injecting yourself with these days?" She added, catching Tiffs eye as she did before tilting her head to gesture to the fireplace where Tiffany had just thrown the syringe.
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Tiffany Lestrange
i'm not a fool, i just love that you're dead inside, i'm not a fool, i'm just lifeless too.
Posts: 869
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Post by Tiffany Lestrange on Jul 10, 2013 5:20:10 GMT
"Dragon tranqs." she said simply, not meeting the other girl's eye anymore. She instead looked at her choice in color of varnish, as if it was incredibly important to her. "Can't dream on them, they knock you out to shit." she took a deep breath in, held it for a moment, then immediately changed the subject on her exhale.
"You've been shopping. Are you feeling any better?"
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Ophelia Rookwood
You know what, forget it, I hope you get mauled by a centaur.
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Post by Ophelia Rookwood on Jul 10, 2013 5:36:23 GMT
"Nice" Phe answered in a monotone, clearly not thinking it was 'nice' but not wanting to argue the matter with Tiff either. "They don't sound exactly healthy." She added as she glanced down at her nails again, knowing better than to lecture her.
Feeling any better? Not really, Phe thought inwardly, she'd sleep for a couple of hours, snuggling her pillow and then be up bright and early, before anyone else in the house, down in the great hall downing mugs of coffee to keep her eyes open during the day. That being said, it was getting easier, her heart ached less as the days passed. "Of course. I'm over it." She answered simply though maybe a little too fast.
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Tiffany Lestrange
i'm not a fool, i just love that you're dead inside, i'm not a fool, i'm just lifeless too.
Posts: 869
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Post by Tiffany Lestrange on Jul 10, 2013 5:40:07 GMT
Breezing over it, she concentrated on Ophelia's next answer, before rolling her eyes to herself.
"I wasn't expecting you to be over it, I just figured you weren't so.." she gestured vaguely, but couldn't find the correct word. "Next time I'll be a little more specific, so you know what sort of lie to feed me." she smirked a little, shaking her head.
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Ophelia Rookwood
You know what, forget it, I hope you get mauled by a centaur.
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Post by Ophelia Rookwood on Jul 10, 2013 5:46:30 GMT
"He told me he wanted to marry me." Phe said out loud, unable to stop herself, something she hadn't mentioned during their cafe meeting. Exhaling heavily, she scratched her nails against the chair arm before shaking her hair. "Honestly, I'm fine." She shrugged, the whole thing had started off as some numb feeling, Phe could only hope that the same feeling would come back someday. "I'm not lying, really. This is for the best."
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Tiffany Lestrange
i'm not a fool, i just love that you're dead inside, i'm not a fool, i'm just lifeless too.
Posts: 869
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Post by Tiffany Lestrange on Jul 10, 2013 5:52:48 GMT
Tiff watched her, then shook her head, saying almost emptily, "Well, maybe he will." She ran one hand through her hair tiredly, feeling her energy beginning to come back & the sluggishness from her nap wear off.
"I don't want to sleep here, anymore. I want to go home." she muttered, bitter, as always. Her eyes flitted to the entrance to the various boy's dorms. "Wonder where Soleus is."
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Ophelia Rookwood
You know what, forget it, I hope you get mauled by a centaur.
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Post by Ophelia Rookwood on Jul 10, 2013 5:59:10 GMT
Phe shook her head slightly, her gaze dropping to her nails. "It's not that simple anymore." She answered in a monotone, they'd been together and broken up so many times, and it's not like Phe's mother really approved of Luke anyway.
"And you know that's not possible." Ophelia retorted as she stifled a yawn of her own. She wasn't tired per say, she didn't feel tired but her body was somewhat sleepy even if her mind felt like it was in tip top working condition. "Probably in town, most people are, why?"
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Tiffany Lestrange
i'm not a fool, i just love that you're dead inside, i'm not a fool, i'm just lifeless too.
Posts: 869
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Post by Tiffany Lestrange on Jul 10, 2013 6:03:56 GMT
She frowned sharply, "With Ashley?" - she wasn't even sure why her mind had jumped to that conclusion, but it had, & now she couldn't shake the idea. After all, if Ashley was in town with everyone else, it was likely she wouldn't have gone alone. Ophelia now had Tiff's full, undivided & rapt attention.
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Ophelia Rookwood
You know what, forget it, I hope you get mauled by a centaur.
Posts: 143
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Post by Ophelia Rookwood on Jul 10, 2013 6:16:57 GMT
Phe shrugged her shoulders again. "I don't know, as I said, probably, not definite." Running her fingers through her locks of hair, her head tilted to the side a little. "Why does it matter?"
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Tiffany Lestrange
i'm not a fool, i just love that you're dead inside, i'm not a fool, i'm just lifeless too.
Posts: 869
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Post by Tiffany Lestrange on Jul 10, 2013 6:19:58 GMT
"I didn't say it mattered, I just asked." her tone was surprisingly stern, the sort of tone she was used to being on the receiving end of whenever she questioned one of her parents.
"Besides, I don't think they're that kind of 'friends'." she lifted both hands to make sarcastic air quotes with her fingers.
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