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Dec 26, 2005 23:38:44 GMT -5
Post by Seth Lestrange on Dec 26, 2005 23:38:44 GMT -5
"I can walk. I have been stoned before." Seth reassured her as he took the first step away from the wall. Despite a small near stumble, and a bit of a shuffle in his step, he could walk fine. "Where are we going?" Seth asked as he begun to walk the way that Gemini had been headed before he had tripped her. He could only begin to formulate or even think where they were going in his head. He knew that she was a cutter but he had no idea where an ideal place for the activity would be located. It wasn't like a drug or anything, it actually sounded rather messy, with the bleeding and all. Seth was to high to really fathom what they might be doing or the risks that he was taking.
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Dec 26, 2005 23:45:18 GMT -5
Post by Gemini Malfoy on Dec 26, 2005 23:45:18 GMT -5
"Hey you don't have to come, it's not like I am forcing you to." she told him making sure he knew what he was getting himself into. She just gave him an escape if this was too much for him. She knew he was aware of where she was going and what she was planning on doing. While she had the opportunity why not take it. Having spent a lot of her time in Knockturn Alley, Gemini knew all the alley and nooks that could be used without being seen. She liked a particular one that was at the very end of the alley, where there was no active stores. "Just at the end." she told him her hand wrapped around the dagger in her pocket.
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Dec 26, 2005 23:51:28 GMT -5
Post by Seth Lestrange on Dec 26, 2005 23:51:28 GMT -5
"It's fine I'm out of pot. I can't find anymore paint, life's a drag, so why not?" Seth replied, his voice held a hint of sarcasim to it, and sort of wild knowing 'been there done that' type of thing. "Oh I see, so that's where you drag all your victims?" Seth asked, not really waiting for Gemini to answer, instead he filled it in by himself in the affirmative. He stretched as they walked, feeling increasingly tired and drowsy, possibly on the brink of passing out or just falling asleep, which he didn't know. "Are you going to rape me while you are at it?" He asked with a yawn, as he spotted the corner that was coming up, it looked like one of those things straight out of a muggle horrer flick. He was just teasing her, and sometimes his sense of humor could be considered a little off, or just plain strange. He laughed as he eyed the small nook, his brown eyes tracing the murky white snow-covered floor, as they begun to get closer to it. He wasn't surprised, it seemed like the perfect place.
[And now..... I am gone...]
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Dec 27, 2005 0:02:34 GMT -5
Post by Gemini Malfoy on Dec 27, 2005 0:02:34 GMT -5
"If your out of pot you shouldn't have smoked all of it. Then you wouldn't be complaining." she told him rolling her eyes. She looked around for a moment to make sure no idiotic street vender was following them. Heavily sighing she closed her eyes for a moment. "No Seth I am not going to rape you, your my cousin, besides you have enought people to do that for you already." she told him with a raised eyebrow. She knew alot of girls that would talk about him in the girl dorm and some of the things were really disturbing, in her mind anyways. Sometimes she rally did not understand his humor. Other times she just shrugged it off with a joke herself. Today however she was not in the mood, too many things where on her mind, like the incident and that is why she had been so haste in buying a dagger.
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Dec 27, 2005 21:30:03 GMT -5
Post by Seth Lestrange on Dec 27, 2005 21:30:03 GMT -5
Seth grinned at her comment, "What do you expect me to do than if I don't smoke it? Save it or give it away?" He asked with a laugh. "Interesting." Seth replied with a raised brow, he was near oblivious to the fact that anyone would want to rape him in general. It had never exactly occured to him, possibly because he was so screwed up half the time that he had never taken any time to consider it. "The dark corner awaits us." Seth announced loudly as they got nearer to the small nook.
[Yeah... that was just a shitty post.... next one will be better, I promise.]
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Dec 27, 2005 21:40:21 GMT -5
Post by Gemini Malfoy on Dec 27, 2005 21:40:21 GMT -5
"Now it sounds like your going to rape me." she said giving him a look that said, how much of that stuff did you inhale. The way he was talking and acting told her that it was more then enough. She still wondered where he got all of it from but that question was for another day. The knife in her hand was making her even more anxious. She had waited all week to finally get her hands on it. She even told herself to wait for it to arrive before doing anything. It had been a week since she cut herself and now she no longer was able to hold it back. Stepping into the nook, she leaned against one of the three enclosing walls and pulled out the dagger. Not bothering to see what Seth was doing she quickly rolled up her sleeve and pressed the dagger to her wrist, a line of blood forming around the blade.
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Dec 27, 2005 22:04:04 GMT -5
Post by Seth Lestrange on Dec 27, 2005 22:04:04 GMT -5
"Only in your wildest dreams." Seth said with a laugh at Gemini's reply. He smirked at her, not really having meant anything by his first comment at all, the small nook had only reminded him of the scene of such a crime as rape or murder. It had probably been the exact location of several crimes of the like or something even worse on more than one occasion, judging by the deeply scared and stained walls, he was porribly right. Seth stood behind Gemini as she walked into the small nook he studied her as she slide the knife easily across pure white skin. He watched the blood fall to the ground staining the grey snow. What a contrast red was on white. He ran a few fingers up his own sleeved arm having never tired the art of cutting, he couldn't deny that he was somehow curious. His curiousity seemed to magnify itself ten fold with all the shit that he had done today, it was a miracle that he didn't just snatch the knife from Gemini's frail grip at that moment. He stood patiently waiting his turn.
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Dec 27, 2005 22:12:42 GMT -5
Post by Gemini Malfoy on Dec 27, 2005 22:12:42 GMT -5
Gemini didn't hear anything that Seth said after she went into the nook. Her eyes closed in relief as the blade touched her pale skin. From then on everything was done automatically with her eyes still closed. After making several cuts, blood flowing from her wrists freely she slumped against the wall. The dagger in her hand fell to the snow and so did she. Well she slid down the wall to the ground her body no longer being able to stand on its own. The relief she had wanted to feel all week finally hit her. It was the same as Seths stash. Her method was slightly messier then his. She didn't care, once she woke up out of her daze, she would stop the bleeding and pretend nothing had happened.
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Dec 27, 2005 23:00:39 GMT -5
Post by Seth Lestrange on Dec 27, 2005 23:00:39 GMT -5
Seth watched Gemini closely as she fell to the ground, he walked into the nook which was really only fit for two, and leaned up against the wall opposite her. He stared at her closely a moment, wondering if she had just actually passed out or was dying. He couldn't tell, usually he passed out first before everyone else, so the others always had to deal with his lifeless body. He knelt down leaning against the wall, just staring he was really to high to comprehend the true consequences of the situation. It would take a while for everything to fully snap into place for him. He reached a hand out and picked up the silver dagger that had fallen to the ground. It was now damp with slick red blood and a few flakes of white slushy snow. Seth slowly unrolled his own sleeve, his curiousity now biting hard and quickly deteriorating his better judgement of the situation. He thought nothing of it, being high and all, he couldn't think much at all. Seth shoved the sleeve of his jacket and shirt out of the way, touching the point of the blade to his pale skin and pressing down he made a simple slit across one wrist. He had expected that Gemini would have stayed conscience enough to help him through it, but apparently she had already left him to soon.
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Dec 27, 2005 23:08:16 GMT -5
Post by Gemini Malfoy on Dec 27, 2005 23:08:16 GMT -5
Gemini sat slumped against the wall, her head tossed to the side like it was about to fall off. She was still conscious but not aware of what was going on around her. The relief that washed over her had made it hard for her to comprehend what was going on. Seths movement caught her attention and she looked at him her eyes slowly opening. It felt really hard for her to keep them open. Looking at Seth she saw that he was pressing the knife to his own wrist. So far from what she knew, he hadn't tried her method before. Now she wondered what he would think about it. She waited to see what would happen, she could slowly feel herself sleeping away into darkness as the blood continued to drip. She hadn't gone this long before, it usually lasted a few minutes then she would heal her wounds. This time she had gone longer since it was her first time in a week. Waiting that long had caused her to cut more times then usual. Focusing her attention on Seth she coughed slightly. "Enjoying yourself?" she asked still slumped up against the wall.
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Dec 27, 2005 23:24:43 GMT -5
Post by Seth Lestrange on Dec 27, 2005 23:24:43 GMT -5
The blood welled up, like water flowing over a small damn that was no longer big enough to hold it's own capacity. It was hot, a warm sticky substance running down his arm before dripping softly and hitting the slushy grey ground below. The cutting pain got him on a high, although he was already well into one, it opened a new door that he hadn't seen before. He couldn't really feel the intensity of the cut because he was numb all over from the drugs. But he knew enough about physical pain and highs to know that this had to be something good. "Yeah." Seth replied, a sick smile crossing his lips momentarily. He didn't hesitate to make another slit, cutting deeply. A wave of warmness hit after he stuck the knife into himself a third time. He wasn't very stronge and he didn't have a great immunity to bleeding much right now because he wasn't healthy to begin with. The knife fell limply from his hand, on the ground near his feet. He now thought that was he was experiancing what Gemini was at the moment. An incredible unshakeable high. Almost as good as drugs.
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Dec 28, 2005 0:19:49 GMT -5
Post by Accalia McKillen on Dec 28, 2005 0:19:49 GMT -5
Accalia went walking through Knockturn Alley, alone. She was barely ever alone, especially not in a place like this, but she was just so sick of being at home and she couldn't find anyone to come with her. Her brother was being such a hypocrite. He was so against her getting anywhere near any of his friends because they all have crushes on her, yet he was probably up in his bedroom having sex with her best friend right now. What a jerk. Yelling at her constantly about nothing. She wanted to buy a gun and shoot him...some stupid muggle contraption her friend told her about. Sounded cool though.
She wandered down the alleyway. She was wearing muggle clothes since she didn't change before she left the house. A pair of blue jeans and a white tank top with a black sweater zipped up to cover most her shirt. She was starting to dread this choice of clothing since it was cold outside. She hated being cold and she, of course, grabbed the least warm jacket she owned. Just great.
She put her hand up against the flask she had in her pocket full of vodka. Not her favorite choice of alcohol, but could get her buzzed if she drank it all. She wouldn't go to a club by herself because then no one would cut her off and she'd most likely get gang raped and she certainly didn't need that. She was reckless when she was wasted and without anyone to stop her buying drinks, she'd drink herself into a coma, and that wouldn't be very good either.
She walked down the dark alley to one of her many hiding spots where she went to get drunk when she was pissed and didn't want to go to a club, just walk around, drunk off her ass and have a little crazy fun. She walked down the walk of stones though the sounds of her steps were muffled by the cold blowing air and the snow. She turned the corner to one of her little hiding spots and practically jumped when she saw people there.
"What are you doing here?" she asked, surprised. It took her a moment before she realized that the two of them were bleeding. Her eyes widened as she saw the dagger with blood on it. "What happened?" she asked a bit more panicy. She wasn't sure what to do. Had they cut themselves? She thought that was the stupidest thing in the world, though that was really something coming from a girl with a caffeine pill addiction. She just stared at them, waiting for some sort of explaination.
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Dec 28, 2005 0:38:56 GMT -5
Post by Gemini Malfoy on Dec 28, 2005 0:38:56 GMT -5
Gemini continued to try to keep her eyes open as more blood continued to flow through the open wounds in her wrists. With the darkness falling over the nook didn't really see much of the blood that had pooled around her. A small smrik formed on her face when he responed to her question. To her the words have sound like a slurr, even if he wasn't drunk. Her hearing and sences were slowly shutting down. Her body slumped to the side more making it look like she was about to fall over. Just as she was going to say something to Seth, the voice of another person caught her attention. She lifted her head up slightly to look at who ever it was that was standing in the enterance of the nook. "What?" she managed to get out. She knew the person had said something but she couldn't comprehend the words. The high she was in was getting better by the minute.
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Dec 28, 2005 0:48:14 GMT -5
Post by Accalia McKillen on Dec 28, 2005 0:48:14 GMT -5
"What?"
Accalia looked at the girl slumped over on the ground. "Great." she muttered to herself. She was planning on getting drunk and now she had to figure out how to fix this. She sighed and leaned down. She wasn't sure how serious it was yet, but as she looked at the ground, there was a pretty large section of snow that was pretty red which meant a lot of blood considering the diluting that the snow was doing and it was still that color.
She took the girl's arm and pulled out her wand. "I'm Accalia." she said, deciding to introduce herself would be the best, though she doubted the girl could even understand her. She muttered under breath and touched her wand to the wounds. They slowly started to disappear. Her stupid fifth year magic worked so slowly. She hated that. Once it was finally all gone, she looked at the guy.
"You too?" she asked retorically before crawling across the snow over to him and repeating what she had just done for the girl. After it was healed she looked at him and saw his pupils dialated. She shook her head. Two people who wouldn't be much help. "Drugs or alcohol?" she asked him, hoping he would understand what she was talking about, she wasn't much in the mood to explain, it took too much time.
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Dec 28, 2005 0:49:16 GMT -5
Post by Seth Lestrange on Dec 28, 2005 0:49:16 GMT -5
The question came as a momentary surprise to Seth, because he had been locked in his own small world. Somehow he heard it through all the din that was rattling through his head. He stood his ground kneeling in the snow near the blood covered dagger, pushing his injured arm slowly out of site. The blood had been dripping down his wrist rapidly closing the distance to his pulled back sleeve and jacket sleeve. He barely noticed the warm river running down his arm, his vision misted over a second but he refused to pass out. "Sorry, come again?" Seth asked, his British accent slurred together slightly. He was a known druggie so this obviously wasn't going to hurt his reputation much, or what was left of it. He had never really cared for it anyway. He had no idea how he could function with half his blood spewing out of his arm, but things seemed oddly lucid right now. Seth caught her second question clear enough this time, he grinned almost sickly. "Secret ritual." Came a lie as natural as if it had been the honest truth from between his lips before he could stop himself. He laughed outloud before replying, "We became blood brothers. Circle of trust and all that." His responses now were slowed down so that his word's didn't blend together.
He saw that Accelia wasn't paying any attention to him at all, but it didn't bother him. When she came close to him, he cocked a brow and replied, "Drugs. I'm fine." He reassured her, gripping a hand unsteadily in his own pocket searching for his wand. He could close it up himself, despite feeling faint, he still had a certain degree of magical talent even when he was weak. He raised his wand shakily, collecting his wrist which had been shoved haphazardly behind his back and muttered something and watched as the spell took it's time winding around and finall closing the cuts. It had been slow and kind of messy leaving behind half-healed cuts and a few scabs instead of scars. He smirked at her, as if to say 'I can handle it.'
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