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evangeline riot

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18 Jan 2018, 12:38 AM
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<p><div class="dighead">Don't you move,</div> <div class="bonesub">can't you stay where you are just for now.</div><div style="width: 250px; padding: 10px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: #efefef; text-align: justify;/line-height: 110%; font-size: 11px;">

It had been a long day. A long, long day full of anger and irritation and more anger. Which was actually sort of strange considering the little blonde didn't tend to get angry. Not like other people got angry any way. It was him, Julien seemed to bring out some of her worst traits, accentuate them. He knew exactly how to push her buttons, what to do, what to say, and somehow the street smart gangster fell for it every single time. She needed to break the chain, needed to stay away but she kept almost mindlessly finding her way back. What was wrong with her?
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In a bit of a mood she ended up pacing around her room a while before she got tired of being cramped in the room alone and made her way out into the hall. It wasn't like she was looking for someone to spend time with, because she wasn't. Anyone she happened to run into would most likely end up being snapped at or, more likely, completely ignored should they attempt to speak to her. She was worried about running into Clementine most of all. The kid didn't deserve to be snapped at or treated like trash, though Evan really didn't think she'd be able to put on a happy face and chat it up with her.
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With that in mind she stopped before she got down near the other girl's room and headed down a side hall. Ducking into a dark and empty common room she swung the door mostly closed. The room in question was sort of out of the way, a place she knew wasn't frequented by a lot of people, it also happened to be home to a small liquor cabinet which was easy enough to get into with a little effort and a bobby pin. Which was exactly what she did after turning on a little table lamp as she passed it.
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Managing to get the door open she grabbed a bottle of whiskey and then wandered back to a small sofa where she sank down. Uncapping the bottle she lifted it to her lips and took a swig, her nose scrunched up slightly at the taste though she swallowed it easily enough as she tilted her head back against the back of the couch to stare at the ceiling. Drinking away your problems was never the right course of action, but she was allowed to do it just once, right?

</div><div class="bonestag"> klarion bleak | WORDS | LET'S DO THIS
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16 Jan 2018, 07:34 AM
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<p><div class="dighead"> WORDS WORDS,</div> <div class="bonesub">MORE WORDS.</div><div style="width: 250px; padding: 10px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: #efefef; text-align: justify;/line-height: 110%; font-size: 11px;">

Evan had been lounging around essentially doing nothing all day. There had been a few points where she'd gotten up and wandered around the halls, whenever she'd been stopped or questioned she had a list of made up tasks that she and Ed had concocted to make it seem as though she'd actually been doing things here and there. Most of her time in Ed's office was spent studying though. She'd been given an old advanced DADA text by professor Soquili not too long ago and her nose had been practically glued to the inside of it whenever she had free time since. She was by no means interested in the dark arts themselves though she tended to soak up information like a sponge, and you never knew when you'd need to defend yourself against something Big Bad. Plus if she was being honest this whole 'advanced' thing was pretty cool.
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Ed had been out and about for at least a good thirty or forty minutes doing whatever he did... Ed stuff. She had been told that he was going to be gone for a good hour or two so she had slid off her dressy jacket and instead sported a black and gold hoodie which completely matched her black pin striped dress pants. She still didn't understand why she had to dress up just to sit around in here and study. Ed got all twitchy when she didn't though and Oz... She actually hadn't seen him much since she'd started though she figured the man who wore three piece suits probably wouldn't be impressed with her act of fabric rebellion.
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As she lounged about her crystalline gaze turned almost lazily toward the large wooden door which had been closed since Ed had left. A knock sounded, it was almost quiet enough she'd missed it and a brow quirked ever so slightly. She half wondered if it was that one guy who always seemed like he was about to piss himself when he had to ask Ed for things. Snorting with amusement at the thought she moved to stand and then casually made her way over to the door. Sliding her hand in her hoodie pocket where her wand lay she wrapped her fingers around the knob and pulled it open only to see a familiar face on the other side. Casually leaning on the door frame she only left the door open a small bit as she eyed Kate, “What the hell are you doing here.” She questioned. Despite the wording her tone wasn't too harsh or accusing, honestly, she just wanted to know.

</div><div class="bonestag"> katelyn tanner | WORDS | NOTES
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10 Jan 2018, 11:12 AM
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<p><div class="dighead"> Comin' out your mouth,</div> <div class="bonesub">with your blah, blah, blah.</div><div style="width: 250px; padding: 10px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: #efefef; text-align: justify;/line-height: 110%; font-size: 11px;">

Today was a remarkably good day at the office if Evan did say so herself. She'd come in with Ed, a bag on her shoulder seeming ready to get to work, little did everyone in the office know she was really going to be lounging around doing absolutely nothing for the majority of the day. When she'd been told that she had to sign up for an internship she literally whined at Oz about it. She didn't want to intern anywhere, she had more than enough on her plate dealing with school things and social things such as red headed nutcases who wouldn't leave her be, and then there was all the house stuff, drama and chaos everywhere. Adding an internship onto that was going to be absolute hell.
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When it came up that Ed was seeking out an intern she tracked him down and pretty much told him straight up that he could stop his search. She'd take the part. It would be good for both of them, he could get things done and not have to deal with some annoying kid, and she could study and actually get some peace away from the mansion and the school. It was pretty much the perfect plot. Plus they were a dynamic duo so the match was practically made in heaven- or hell depending on which side of the fence you were on.
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As it were today Evan had found her place in an armchair in the corner of the office. Her legs were draped over one arm, her back resting against the other. Propped up against her thighs was a magazine which she scanned, taking a break from her studying for a little bit to absorb some mindless dribble about the top ten quidditch players in Europe. Beside her there was a small end table stacked with folders and files, an emergency go to in case someone came in, though as of late when Ed closed his door people avoided it. If they didn't get the hint they tended to knock, giving her plenty of time to straighten up and look like she was working. This was the perfect kind of day. Still, calming and thankfully silent.

</div><div class="bonestag"> edward nygma | WORDS | -snort-
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6 Jan 2018, 03:17 PM
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<p><div class="dighead"> By the grace,</div> <div class="bonesub">of the fire and the flames.</div><div style="width: 250px; padding: 10px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: #efefef; text-align: justify;/line-height: 110%; font-size: 11px;">

There was silence in the hallways, things seemed to be at a sort of lull as classes had finished and people were in the common rooms or their dorms. It wasn't quite time for the great hall to be flush with food so people went and did their own thing. The library was equally as quiet, barely anyone within the lines and lines of shelves as Evan ducked in through the door and pressed herself up against a wall, it would seem she was trying to make herself seem as small as possible. She didn't bother to look out the little window that provided a view of the hall beyond though she could hear the patter of footsteps beyond, they hovered outside the door a few seconds before wandering of down the hall once more.
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Letting out a held breath she seemed to relax a bit, slumping against the wall as she shifted her robes around her frame. Normally she'd handle being tailed with magic, a nice little jinx or charm to keep prying, annoying people at bay though when it came to one of the few younger kids that she'd taken under her wing classic avoidance was key. She couldn't jinx them or hurt them in any way and unfortunately she couldn't make herself invisible at will so this was the next best thing. Taking a lot of twists and turns, then ducking into an empty room- or in this case the library.
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She actually hid out here quite a bit and glanced around to see if David was around though she didn't see him. Listening close to the door a few more seconds to make sure the girl was gone she moved a little deeper into the library just in case she decided to loop back and check. If she was here she figured she might as well look at books though pretend that she wasn't – you know, keep up her rep – and found herself in the Care of Magical Creatures section. She did love that class after all. As it were she wasn't looking where she was going as she turned the corner to the next aisle and quite literally ran into another teen about half a foot taller than her. Sorry?

</div><div class="bonestag"> elwin teal | WORDS | told you, literally ran into him
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5 Jan 2018, 12:39 PM
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<p><div class="dighead"> I think you'd be good to me,</div> <div class="bonesub">and I'd be so good to you.</div><div style="width: 250px; padding: 10px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: #efefef; text-align: justify;/line-height: 110%; font-size: 11px;">

It was pretty much like every other day in the mansion. Kids running around like crazed maniacs, screaming and shouting, even the occasional flash down the hall of spells. Evan was in her room trying to study though her room was flanked by a third and second year who were currently arguing loudly and apparently trying to jinx one another if the garbled spells being shouted said anything. Rolling her eyes she was tempted to go out there and silence the pair of them, there was no way they were faster than she was, they wouldn't even see her coming. She was pretty sure as one of the older kids of the house though that charming the younger ones probably would have been frowned upon by Oz. Speaking of which why wasn't he around telling them to shut up? Or Ed for that matter?
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Pushing herself up she gathered her things and stuffed them in a bag. She already had a destination in mind as she paused in the doorway of her room. Wand in hand she threw up a preemptive barrier charm as she strolled out of her room. It proved to come in handy as a flash of red light bounced off it and she turned an almost steely gaze on the boy who'd cast it, “S-sorry Evan! Sorry!” He chirped nervously, immediately ducking into his room.
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With a slight roll of her eyes she went down the hall and could hear him and the girl he was dueling start yelling things at each other again. There was no way she was getting anything done there. As she turned a corner and moved down a connecting hall, and then into a third hall on the other side of the house she was met by silence. Pausing in front of a door she saw it cracked open and knocked twice before pushing it open slowly, “Bruce? You busy?” She wondered. She'd found herself here in his room time and time again after the day they'd first met. It seemed like she almost spent as much time with the Ravenclaw as she did with the Chief of Staff which said a lot about how she felt about him. Sure she hadn't opened up with him as she had with Ed, though they'd shared quite a bit already and she felt a connection with him that she hadn't felt with many other people- or possibly any other people at all.
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She waited maybe a second or two for an answer before wandering into the room, swinging the door closed behind her, and tossing her bag into his bed. It would be a lie to say that she wasn't as comfortable here as she was in her own room by this point and made herself at home without much of a push. Stretching out across the bed she began to pull things out of her bag and flipped open a text book, her gaze finally flickering over to the teen near by, “The kids are being loud.” She noted, again, not the first time she'd sought refuge here from child tantrums and fights, “You cool if I hang out in here for a while?” She was already pretty comfortable. Plz don't kick her out.

</div><div class="bonestag"> bruce wayne oswald cobblepot | WORDS | This is gonna be fun XD
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