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Post by Brent Yaxley on Aug 16, 2013 3:42:38 GMT
"Which is why you should use your witchy power to fix them." He answered in a somewhat bored monotone. "What'd you tell them?" Brent questioned, feigning some sort of interest as he rolled onto his front and pulled the pillow, his arms wrapping around it a little as he attempted to get comfortable.
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Post by Tiffany Lestrange on Aug 16, 2013 3:56:44 GMT
"Nothing. They never actually asked." she said honestly.
Sure, there had been concerned looks, sometimes looks of sympathy, but no one worried enough to pull her aside and ask. She turned on her side & let her legs stretch out a bit, her feet only parallel to below his knee.
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Post by Brent Yaxley on Aug 18, 2013 0:44:08 GMT
"Caring as even then, huh?" He answered before rolling onto his side.
His hand moved to push at the pillow, trying to fluff it up and make it a little more comfortable. He shuffled again, clearly uncomfortable, his body a little achy from his latest mission.
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Post by Tiffany Lestrange on Aug 18, 2013 1:38:18 GMT
She frowned a little & sat up, holding her hands out.
"Turn around." she said insistently, demanding, though her tone was softer than that. It wasn't her usual 'bend to my will' voice that the other death eaters & her house elf normally heard.
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Post by Brent Yaxley on Aug 18, 2013 1:50:59 GMT
Brent sighed, a deepened exhale of breath leaving from the very base of his throat.
"What for?" He spoke in almost a growl, though he didn't mean it harshly as he lifted his head, turning it to look at her.
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Tiffany Lestrange
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Post by Tiffany Lestrange on Aug 18, 2013 1:53:59 GMT
"You have a knot the size of my fist between your shoulders. I'm going to get it out." she told him rather matter-of-factly, nothing 'flirty' or suggestive to her tone - which usually wasn't the case when she was trying to touch him.
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Post by Brent Yaxley on Aug 18, 2013 2:21:34 GMT
Brent cocked his brow at her for a moment, debating over how serious she was before he sighed again and shifted, his arms tensing as he used them to push his body up from the bed. "C'mon then."
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Post by Tiffany Lestrange on Aug 18, 2013 2:25:42 GMT
Tiff looked him over & then climbed up onto her knees, scooting a bit closer to him & letting her thigh press to his waist as she sat next to him, blowing on both of her cupped hands for a moment, knowing they'd be ice cold on their own. She lowered them to his skin & felt the muscles jump under the skin in reaction to the temperature change, not necessarily a concious movement, then went to work, fingertips seeking out the edges of the knot in his back & slowly but sternly working it out.
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Post by Brent Yaxley on Aug 19, 2013 18:45:36 GMT
Brent sighed heavily, his shoulders tensing a little as she touched him before relaxing again, his back straight as he pushed his shoulders back. Closing his eyes, the older male raised his hand to brush it over his face, finger tiredly digging into the corner of his eye.
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Post by Tiffany Lestrange on Aug 19, 2013 20:16:24 GMT
She paused for a moment to let him adjust & then went back to it, digging her fingers in almost to the point of painful until she felt it release, chewing her lip as she sat back to watch him for a moment.
"You look terrible." she told him, her voice soft. It lacked cruelty or malice, as if she understood how ironic it was for someone in her state to be telling someone anything similar.
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Post by Brent Yaxley on Aug 20, 2013 0:56:24 GMT
Brent inhaled deeply, not so much a painful inhale, but one that made him sound almost more comfortable.
"Busy week." The older male replied as he touched just underneath his eye, dark circles under his tanned skin. "A good sleep and a shave and I'll be fine." It was true, it didn't really take much to get Brent back up on his feet and putting up the usual front of being a normal civilian. "And a good meal, I should probably go home tomorrow."
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Post by Tiffany Lestrange on Aug 20, 2013 1:04:17 GMT
She squirmed next to him on the mattress, hands drifting up from where they'd been working out the knot to rub softly at the back of his neck instead, trying to work out a bit of the tenseness that she could literally see. He wasn't this conversational, not with her, not ever. She knew he was probably just tired, but she couldn't help but store the memory away.
"Hm." she let her eyes travel appreciatively down his shoulders & back to the top of his jeans. "Will it just be you & your parents, or will Loretta be there?"
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Post by Brent Yaxley on Aug 20, 2013 1:31:47 GMT
Brent leaned his head forwards just slightly, his hand rubbing at his face again, fingers drifting to his jaw, nails scratching over his jaw where his stubble was growing just that little bit longer and almost leaving a beard. He sighed heavily and raised his head again, his eyes flickering over his nails that'd grown just a little bit too long, blood from his kills still under the nails.
Shrugging, Brent dampened his lip, teeth dragging over the split that'd more or less almost healed. "Dunno, haven't spoken to Loretta for a while, think she's busy with her studies. She wants to graduate and go to medical school - healer or some shit, following in my cousins footsteps." He sounded almost bitter for a moment, almost like Loretta was maybe changing her loyalty from Brent to their older cousin.
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Post by Tiffany Lestrange on Aug 20, 2013 1:35:17 GMT
"Huh." she mulled over this for a moment, curious. She wondered if Loretta would be busy studying up on how to patch up her friends, the night that they would break down the castle walls & murder the majority of people there. Her hands shook a little as she thought about it, & she pulled them away from him.
"I think you're okay." her statement was a bit of a question to him.
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Post by Brent Yaxley on Aug 20, 2013 1:52:15 GMT
"What's wrong now?" Brent questioned, feeling her shaking against him before she pulled her hands back. He shifted, turning himself a little to look at her, his fingers moving to touch her arm, his hand crawling softly down her skin as he sighed again, sounding much more tired now.
"Me?" He chuckled lowly under his breath. "I'm fine, always. As I said, busy week."
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