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| Ashwinder
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| doesn't proofread tweets | #wrongaboutcereal | #siriusly? | emo to the extremo SPOILER!!: everyone just needs to take 5 and come back with common sense squad Quote:
Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl Yeah no, the door wouldn't budge unless he pointed HIS wand at it, so Emmerson may as well take a seat and take a load off her feet. Might as well relax, kid. And quit bringing up Rosier.
He let out a LOUD SIGH, still looking up at the ceiling and wondering why the hell he hadn't caught these two on one of their times when they were out and about with Cambridge's pet dragon? He could be tossing the babeh stuffed dragon up and down in the air. Instead he was lazily pointing at James with one hand, with the knuckles of the other hand pressed to his forehead/eyes like he just couldn't take this girl drama anymore.
"Will you please LISTEN TO HER? Rosier IS a bad man, Cambridge. I can't let you go to him. You do know that he's to be AVOIDED at ALL COSTS? You wanna take your anger out on Tilly? Take it out on me. Go on. Hit me with your best shot."
He didn't even square up, he just sat up calmly on the couch, feet pressed flat into the ground, elbows resting lightly on his knees. "Hit me with your best shot," he coaxed her again. Come on, kid. Come get your revenge. Just picture him much much much MUCH shorter and with blonde hair and a LIAR forehead tattoo or whatever. Quote:
Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo She wasn't expecting to have a Kizzy moving over to her. When the girl said they couldn't be friends, she'd taken it seriously and was prepared to work through that later when she had a quiet moment. Y'know, after watching Eden Tilly writhing on the floor in pain and begging for her life. Emmerson couldn't see through the rage and the more they tried to convince her was the angrier she got.
Kizzy was missing the point and with Williamson's offer, it was clear the man was, too. "I ALREADY KNOW HE'S A BAD MAN!!" Emmerson shrieked, her resolve to remain silently defiant all but forgotten. Green eyes burned a fiery red as she looked to the man. "It's not the same! It's not! You're a massive beast. I couldn't hit you hard enough to make me feel good even if I wanted to. It's not fair. That's why I'm going to Headmaster Rosier." She turned to look at Kizzy. "He did all those things, yeah, then he won't have a hard time doing worse to Eden." THAT was the point.
She KNEW he was a villain. She KNEW he did bad things. That was entirely what she was counting on. "Right now, he's the only one who'd hurt her enough to make me feel like my whole chest isn't about to combust. I don't wanna hit you." She decided. "I want something bad to happen to her. OBVIOUSLY." Emm grabbed hold of the door's knob, re-energized by her little rant. The little girl tugged and tugged and tugged. "Let me go! You let me go right now! If you won't let me tell then bring her here and let me break her face myself but you're an awful substitute!!" Yank yank yank. Kinsay was most definitely missing the point. She was missing a lot of things right now (I.e. common sense, the ability to take measured breathes, etc). It was hard to have sight of those things right now though. Especially when her whole body was shaking and her snot was running everywhere and people (Emmerson) were screaming.
The shrieks caused Kiz to make herself even smaller, her whole body trembling and the gears in her head trying to work in overdrive. This didn't make any sense. She could hardly recognize the person before her. The brain fuzz was getting worse. Nothing was right. And even though she was REALLY, REALLY trying to stop, she was still crying.
Emm couldn't tell Rosier because Rosier wouldn't just hurt Eden. He'd kill Eden. He'd kill Eden AND Professor Williamson AND Quinn AND.... and.... and.
And.
He'd kill Kizzy too. Everything was happening so much. Her whole head was going to implode. All the terrible things were catching up to her. Her heart was POUNDING and her ears were RINGING and she was breathing so hard, but it felt like she wasn't actually getting any air at all???????
Scratch that. She was hyperventilating now. Wait. Scratch that. Her legs were buckling beneath her. Wait. Scratch that. She was getting dizzy. Wait. Scratch that.
She was on the floor.
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