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sweetpinkpixie · 06-17-2019, 04:13 AM

Yes, Trinetta, it was him. But the Slytherin was a little too preoccupied at the moment to shout back at her with his usual sarcastic retort and some jab about her stupid locket just becase he could. No, rather than indulging in his frustrations as he enjoyed doing a bit too much, Eiji Rasting was realizing just deep his troubles were. Literally.

After colliding into something, panic began sinking in as his arms and hands could find nothing solid. No dock and not even another whack at whatever it was he had just bumped into. Just wet. More wet. More nauseating moist slapping.

And there was shouting. So much shouting. And...what the actual hell? The professor was going to report them? FOR WHAT? Taking a swim in the boathouse waters? Not exactly intentional, professor. Too preoccupied with staying afloat, the Slytherin could not make out the shrill quiver to the professor's voice. But he could make out an unfamiliar voice that was talking way too bloody much. WAY too much. And then, beyond a reasonable doubt, he could make out the shrieks of Nina...and it honestly sounded like she was being eaten alive by something.

"NI---" Gurgle gurgle gurgle. Down went Eiji under the water, his twig like arms and legs unable to support him above water. Or so he thought. His feet had, in reality, managed to touch bottom a bit ago and when he leaned his head back the water circled around his face just so, covering his ears and creeping across his pale skin to over his eyebrows and submerging his chin. Perfectly capable of breathing...and yet...

....his instincts were telling him to kick, to jump. His mind was racing and entirely irrational. His lungs would surely start burning terribly soon, making him all the more desperate to get to that surface NOW. Despite the want to breathe, to inhale, he knew he couldn't. It would be fruitless to do so and so he could only float there, holding his breath and waiting for someone, anyone, to notice him. Water would fill his lungs, making him heavier and heavier...the terror was setting in, seizing his chest, and despite himself one ~~James~~ Eiji Rasting began to cry while feebly flailing his arms about.

Must get to the surface...must...must...

.............mommy.......

06-17-2019, 04:13 AM	#27 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie SSRPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,560 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: CJ Miller Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Jae-hyuk Anouilh Slytherin Seventh Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Victor García Massey Ollivanders x12 x12	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Yes, Trinetta, it was him. But the Slytherin was a little too preoccupied at the moment to shout back at her with his usual sarcastic retort and some jab about her stupid locket just becase he could. No, rather than indulging in his frustrations as he enjoyed doing a bit too much, Eiji Rasting was realizing just deep his troubles were. Literally. After colliding into something, panic began sinking in as his arms and hands could find nothing solid. No dock and not even another whack at whatever it was he had just bumped into. Just wet. More wet. More nauseating moist slapping. And there was shouting. So much shouting. And...what the actual hell? The professor was going to report them? FOR WHAT? Taking a swim in the boathouse waters? Not exactly intentional, professor. Too preoccupied with staying afloat, the Slytherin could not make out the shrill quiver to the professor's voice. But he could make out an unfamiliar voice that was talking way too bloody much. WAY too much. And then, beyond a reasonable doubt, he could make out the shrieks of Nina...and it honestly sounded like she was being eaten alive by something. "NI---" Gurgle gurgle gurgle. Down went Eiji under the water, his twig like arms and legs unable to support him above water. Or so he thought. His feet had, in reality, managed to touch bottom a bit ago and when he leaned his head back the water circled around his face just so, covering his ears and creeping across his pale skin to over his eyebrows and submerging his chin. Perfectly capable of breathing...and yet... ....his instincts were telling him to kick, to jump. His mind was racing and entirely irrational. His lungs would surely start burning terribly soon, making him all the more desperate to get to that surface NOW. Despite the want to breathe, to inhale, he knew he couldn't. It would be fruitless to do so and so he could only float there, holding his breath and waiting for someone, anyone, to notice him. Water would fill his lungs, making him heavier and heavier...the terror was setting in, seizing his chest, and despite himself one ~~James~~ Eiji Rasting began to cry while feebly flailing his arms about. Must get to the surface...must...must... .............mommy....... __________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back......................................... But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like