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Jul 27, 2011 11:52:18 GMT -5
Post by LittleDeadGrrl on Jul 27, 2011 11:52:18 GMT -5
-Nisen was enthralled with Lori. He couldn't help it. The Slytherin was stunning in every possible way. The way he looked, smelled, that dark confidence but there was a part of him that was frightened to death of Lori and he knew that he was going down a dark path but when they were alone it was perfect. So perfect. He sighed content, course Quinn and Mal had begun to notice that something was off about Nisen. At first he'd seemed annoyed to be tutoring the slytherin but now well they hardly saw him or hardly had a moment with him alone. He was escorted from class to the class by Lori and at night he often came back late. His mind was hyperfocused on Lori, so much so that at lunch he hardly ate. He kept gazing around absently ... - -Right now he was in the library with Quinn. They were both working on a paper but potions class. Nisen had already finished it weeks before so was helping Quinn but he was distracted like he always was. He scribbled on the paper a bit and sighed as he gazed down at is watch ... - I gotta go ... -He was meeting Lori in 20 minutes for charms and he hated to be late or rather he didn't want to make the Slytherin wait. The thought made him shiver a bit. He closed up his books quickly and quietly staring at the Gryffindor absently ... - Here .. this book is where I got most of the answers ... I scribbled some extra in the margins -He handed it to him gently. Where Mal was dark and devious, and Quinn was quick tempered, Nisen seemed like the most fragile of the three boys. The blond hair, the soft pale skin, those big blue eyes, he looked like he could be broken by a strong wind but there was a darker strength there ... just hadn't been unleashed yet ... - Attachments:
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Jul 27, 2011 19:37:45 GMT -5
Post by Synistergrrl on Jul 27, 2011 19:37:45 GMT -5
Hey.... wait... where you goin? You said you'd help me... you can't just bolt now. Hell, Nis... Mal's not even here yet... ~Quinn was whining a bit, but the truth was he was a bit worried for Nis. He had heard through the grapevine that Mal was hanging out with Zillah and THAT didn't bother him. But Lori Bertrand well that was crossing the line. Quinn reached out grabbing hold of Nis, but it was gentle. He pulled the boy back down and leaned in.~ What's goin on Nis? You seem preoccupied and I can see that something's or someone's effecting you. It's all over your face. We're friends, right? You can tell me... ~But Quinn wasn't so sure that Nis would tell him. He might tell Mal because Mal was more level headed then he was. Maybe Nissy would think he would do something stupid, which he might if Bertrand was hurting Nis or black mailing him or something.~ ~ELSEWHERE~ ~Mal had also heard the rumors and though he was worried, he wasn't sure if he should interfere. He knew that if it was him, well he'd not want anyone to question him. Infact, all he'd want was someone to listen to him, be there for him. But that didn't mean Mal couldn't poke around a bit to find out a bit more about Lorcan Bertrand. So that's what he did. He was doing his own little research. He was asking some of the others and even some of the Slytherin. That's how he got to talk to Marco Johnson. He find out a bit more about Bertrand, Marco broke down a bit and told him what happened to Rocco. That made Mal nervous, scared the crap out of him actually. So he was making his own way to the Library, already knowing he was gonna talk to Zillah about Lori as well and find out just how much Zillah knew.~ ~Mal entered the library to find his two friends at a table, Quinn leaning in and talking all serious like to Nis. That couldn't be good. He frowned but then moved in and dropped his books down.~ Hey ya... sorry I'm late.... ~He didn't want to say that he was late because he was busy digging up dirt on Lori through Marco. So he didn't give an excuse and by the look that Quinn gave him, he obviously thought he was with Zillah. He smiled at them, but he felt there might be tension soon, it was electric in the air and that was making Mal's hair stand on end.~ Attachments:
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Jul 27, 2011 23:17:09 GMT -5
Post by LittleDeadGrrl on Jul 27, 2011 23:17:09 GMT -5
I know ... I ... -Nissy chewed on his bottom lip a bit hesitating before he sat back down. He gazed back at the watch knowing he couldn't stay long, he couldn't make Lori mad, he couldn't upset him. He paused a bit pushing the book in a bit closer to Quinn ... - Here ... it's this chapter ... -He stopped when the boy started talking. He smiled but it was nervous ... - No ... everything is fine ... just a lot of homework and you know I'm not doing so well in charms ... that's all ... -Course he had actually been doing better in charms since he'd been hanging out with Lori and both knew he was worried about the Slytherin and not charms but Nissy knew that Quinn would worry too much about it and he might even confront Lori and god knows it was about the last thing Nisen wanted to happen. He touched Quinn's hand gently to let him know everything was fine when Mal would walk in. Nisen smiled when he saw the Ravenclaw and he knew he could soon leave ... - Mal ... no it's ok ... we were just working on the paper. You didn't miss a thing ... -They spent a bit more time gathering books and Mal had a chance to tell Quinn what he had found out if he wished and he also had a chance to corner Nissy and get some answers alone. Nisen leaned against the bookshelf when Mal no doubt prodded a bit. He chewed on his lip trusting the Ravenclaw a bit more ... or trusting he'd not fly into some rage- I ... you know I been tutoring Lorcan Bertrand ... I have been hanging out with him too ... -He spoke slowly ... - I ... he's ... we get along you know. I know he seems ... one way but when we are alone he's different. Just don't tell Quinn ... you know how he is ... I don't want him doing anything stupid-The way he talked about Lori, there was a look in his eyes, and Mal could already tell the boy was falling for the Slytherin and that was bad bad news for his friends who'd want to pry him from the dangerous creature- Attachments:
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