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SilverTiger · 06-04-2015, 09:44 AM

Why were they still talking about murder? Especially like they actually expected one of them to murder the other, and she was sitting there as witness. Brooklyn wanted to know, but then s he also didn’t want to know. She didn’t want to know that someone had murdered someone else. That Cutty had murdered Ethan, or even vice versa. At the moment, that seemed entirely possible, as she’d continued clutching her goblet, nearly looking as if she was using it as a shield. It had stayed in front of her, half hiding her face aside from the blue eyes that had continued to watch the two boys over the rim.

She was steadily growing to realize she didn’t trust either of them. Not if they kept talking about murder as if it was so easily done. The gaze that kept watching took on a slightly trapped feeling, a sensation that the owner was teetering on the edge of something, that she could react in a completely unknown and likely unexpected way if she was pushed. The tiny redhead was a cornered viper, holding herself back but poised to strike if either of the two boys had gotten even the slightest bit closer to her. There was still the table between her and Cutty, yet she was painfully aware of Ethan right next to her. At least, the older blonde boy was…until he wasn’t. Until he was suddenly over there by that pillar, and her blue eyes had shifted in that direction before going back to the boy across from her.

She wasn’t going to be murdered. She wasn’t. She wouldn’t let them.

06-04-2015, 09:44 AM	#15 (permalink)
SilverTiger MO & DMAC Crumple-Horned Snorkack Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: SoCal sighs(GMT-8) Posts: 111,152 Hogwarts RPG Name: Giselle Barrington Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Sable Ileana Armstrong Gryffindor Seventh Year Ministry RPG Name: Skye Tamerlane Accidents & Catastrophes Ministry RPG Name: Jemma McCrae Minister's Office x5 x3	Potions HW, post 2 Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict Why were they still talking about murder? Especially like they actually expected one of them to murder the other, and she was sitting there as witness. Brooklyn wanted to know, but then s he also didn’t want to know. She didn’t want to know that someone had murdered someone else. That Cutty had murdered Ethan, or even vice versa. At the moment, that seemed entirely possible, as she’d continued clutching her goblet, nearly looking as if she was using it as a shield. It had stayed in front of her, half hiding her face aside from the blue eyes that had continued to watch the two boys over the rim. She was steadily growing to realize she didn’t trust either of them. Not if they kept talking about murder as if it was so easily done. The gaze that kept watching took on a slightly trapped feeling, a sensation that the owner was teetering on the edge of something, that she could react in a completely unknown and likely unexpected way if she was pushed. The tiny redhead was a cornered viper, holding herself back but poised to strike if either of the two boys had gotten even the slightest bit closer to her. There was still the table between her and Cutty, yet she was painfully aware of Ethan right next to her. At least, the older blonde boy was…until he wasn’t. Until he was suddenly over there by that pillar, and her blue eyes had shifted in that direction before going back to the boy across from her. She wasn’t going to be murdered. She wasn’t. She wouldn’t let them. __________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me, at tea time, everybody agrees ...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥ ♥ ♥