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Post by Sélène Bordeaux on Jun 3, 2009 22:53:27 GMT
**nods fervently**
Yes, there are some rules that are meant to be broken.
**tries not to let Bronagh's warnings flood her head**
I know all about his kind of persuasion. I'll make sure that I'm in and out of there faster than you can say "Merlin's pants!" Err... a dozen times over.
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Post by Bronagh Edgeworth on Jun 3, 2009 23:00:25 GMT
*Regards her momentarily.*
Right. I'm sure that this will be easy. I'll be there if anything happens, which I'm sure won't.
*Smiles confidently.*
We'll have a great laugh when this is all over, Julian getting exactly what he deserves.
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Post by Leo Ivanovitch on Jun 3, 2009 23:18:13 GMT
*listens to the plan with interest at first then feels himself growing uneasy*
*frowns a bit stupidly*
So, wait. You are going use yourself as bait.
*looks toward Bronagh then turns to Selene*
And then you are going to be there instead. In what messed-up world would a guy be upset with that arrangement? A guy like Julian doesn't care what attractive female he hurts. He'll just get what he wants from whomever is there.
*is getting a tad angry at the thought*
*turns to Selene with concern in his face*
I don't feel comfortable with this....
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Post by Sélène Bordeaux on Jun 3, 2009 23:26:39 GMT
**mumbles quietly, losing hope fast**
Maybe I should get my brother to do it, he likes dramatizations. Overly dramatic ones.
**meets Leo's eyes, knowing he wouldn't like this**
I won't get hurt, Leo. Promise. Julian has hated me from Beauxbatons on, he won't suddenly like me now. He hates my brother, too. There's no chance he'll find me appealing.
I'll study some hexes before going. You can help me if it'll make you feel better.
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Post by Leo Ivanovitch on Jun 4, 2009 4:15:37 GMT
*runs his fingers idly through her hair*
Selene, you've no idea the kind of things he's said about you....
*sighs heavily*
I won't tell you that you can't do it, but I don't like it at all.
Maybe somebody else could be there? Hiding nearby? Just in case? I do agree that it'd be a great joke......
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Post by Sélène Bordeaux on Jun 4, 2009 5:58:11 GMT
**takes Leo's hand while searching his eyes**
What has he said? He made it very plain how irritating he finds me. That much I know.
**not wanting to irk Leo, she sighs**
Now that you mention it, I would feel better with someone there. You never know what to expect from Julian, he's the lowest of the low.
**kisses Leo's cheek**
Hide in Bronagh's closet or under her bed! We can have code words in case there's an emergency if you want. Such as "help" or "save me."
**giggles**
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Post by Leo Ivanovitch on Jun 4, 2009 16:41:09 GMT
*smiles softly*
Not the sort of things that should be repeated.
*squeezes her hand back*
Thank you. I'd feel much safer that way.... and I insist on being the one watching nearby.
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Post by Bronagh Edgeworth on Jun 4, 2009 18:57:15 GMT
*Sits back in her seat, crossing her arms over her chest, watching the conversation between the two.*
*Starts to feel nauseated and rolls her eyes.*
Right, are you two finished?
*Rises from her seat and walks toward Leo, giving him a sharp look*
You can hide in my closet it will allow you to see all that goes on between the two of them.
*Smirks, trying to push his buttons, and mutters under her breath only for him to hear.*
Like she won't enjoy any of it.
*Flashes her eyes to Selene, smiling.*
So I'll let you know of where to be and when as soon as I can get everything into plan, right?
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Post by Sélène Bordeaux on Jun 4, 2009 19:04:44 GMT
**smiles happily, not seeing Bronagh whispering to Leo**
Yes, thanks Bronagh. I'll try my very best. I don't think the Sorting Hat completely screwed up when sorting me...
**pokes Leo's hair**
I should escape from this library, I'm getting dusty. Let's go, Leo.
**leaves lightly, taking both of her books with her*
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Post by Bronagh Edgeworth on Jun 4, 2009 20:30:35 GMT
*As Selene leaves she whispers to Leo.*
Can I have a minute?
*Watches him, her perfect brow raised, curious.*
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Post by Leo Ivanovitch on Jun 5, 2009 17:56:46 GMT
*turns to Selene*
I'll meet up with you in the Great Hall.
*squeezes her hand gently before turning back to Bronagh*
Yes?
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Post by Bronagh Edgeworth on Jun 5, 2009 18:34:21 GMT
*Plays with a stray strand of hair, uncomfortable, remembering the last time she was alone with Leo.*
Err... Well...
*Looks down at her shiny black mary janes, sighs softly, and flicks her eyes up at him.*
I'm sorry. *She blurts out, wanting to get this over with.*
I didn't mean the things I said about Selene... you know.. enjoying being alone for a moment with Julian.
*Thinks to self*
Of course I did, cause it's true.
I... it's just..
*Knows she shouldn't keep talking, but her mouth doesn't listen to her head.*
It makes me uncomfortable to be around the both of you. If I remember correctly, you used to fancy me quite a bit, and I you...
*Blushes deeply, trailing off, cursing herself internally for not keeping her mouth shut.*
Anyways, that's neither here nor there. I just really wanted to apologise. So...
*Struggles to get the words out.*
I'm sorry.
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Post by Leo Ivanovitch on Jun 5, 2009 21:40:18 GMT
*smiles kindly*
It's alright.... I understand.
*looks down at his own shoes for a second and then back at her*
If memory serves me, I didn't treat you at that well at one point....
*voice trails off for a second*
But, I'm sure that you'll find someone to make you happy Bronagh.... it just couldn't be me. I mean... Selene and I....
*blushes slightly*
Anyway, no hard feelings.
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Post by Bronagh Edgeworth on Jun 5, 2009 21:56:15 GMT
*Crinkles nose in disgust.*
No one in this castle is good enough for me.
*Snaps sharply, arrogantly flips her hair over her shoulder and smirks.*
Yeah, sure no hard feelings.
*Replies without conviction.*
Well, see you.
*Walks out of the library, steaming, telling herself.*
Brilliant, now he thinks I like him. Nice one Edgeworth.
*Snorts*
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Post by Leo Ivanovitch on Jun 6, 2009 2:35:57 GMT
*grins, thinking that perhaps the girl still has feelings for him*
*walks out of the library, a slight skip in his step from his elated ego*
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