Fury

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Fury Nov 3, 2014 5:26:07 GMT

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Post by Andrea Williams on Nov 3, 2014 5:26:07 GMT

"It seems that way" Andrea responded, a ghost of a smile on her lips at the promise of future interactions with the eldest Rotburn, but also at the suppressed anger darkening the blue orbs in front of her. "Does it bother you?" she asked suppressing the cruel grin begging to curl onto her lips. He really must do something about those eyes of his, they keep giving him away.

"I believed you too care little for your brothers. Judging by your interactions with them, or rather the lack of interactions you have with them" Andrea added, her light eyes leaving Maverick's and looking ahead again. She wondered briefly how far she could push her fellow slytherin, perhaps get him angry enough to try to strike her, surly family would be a touchy subject, it usually was with Purebloods. He also appeared to have anger boiling just beneath the surface. It affected nearly all aspects of him, this anger, or it least it appeared so to the witch beside him. His rigid posture, careful diction, and all too truthful eyes said it all to Andrea. She knew what a lifetime of hatred looked like, she saw it every day when she looked in the mirror.

The thought of angering Maverick passed quite quickly though after another moment of consideration. After all, he might have been taught the same arts as Floki was attempting to teach her, he could do more than what average men were capable of.

Maverick Taurus Rotburn
Slytherin

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"If anyone's going to be the Rotburn heir, it's me!"

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Fury Nov 3, 2014 7:56:47 GMT

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Post by Maverick Taurus Rotburn on Nov 3, 2014 7:56:47 GMT

Maverick keeps the undignified snort from leaving his mouth. Her snide remark an obvious stab at the relations between himself and his family only serves to amuse as he shrugs off that Slytherin tongue. When it comes to the Rotburn siblings, Maverick holds nothing but disdain for them all in some way; Floki for being a dreamer, Demock for crossdressing, Daemok for letting her twin control her, and Aether for killing his mother. He and everybody else in Hogwarts knows how distant family ties in the Rotburn Clan are, each a hungry jackal waiting for a weakness from the other to devour.

They simultaneously reach the top of the Hogwarts stairs and enter quietly together. Their footsteps make the faintest noise as they move like shadows through the sleeping school. When the two Slytherin's reach the dungeons, Maverick slows his steps to return to conversation. "My siblings do not deserve my affections."

He returns his attention to her, silently complementing her witty, yet forceful change of subject by diverting Maverick from the talisman. A small smile tugs at the corner of his lips and the male opens the access into the Slytherin common room for them. "In fact, I have met very few who deserve such."

Andrea Williams
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Fury Nov 3, 2014 23:44:27 GMT

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Post by Andrea Williams on Nov 3, 2014 23:44:27 GMT

Andrea steps in front of Maverick, blocking his path with her smaller form. She looks up to him, her face hard with resolution new as day and icy eyes cold as ever. It is rare they look at anyone with warmth, let alone Maverick of all people. She doesn't really care to much about his relationship with anyone but Floki to be perfectly honest, and since she is gaining neither information nor entertainment at her prodding, she flips subjects, not wasting time and not willing to return to her bed with questions. She reaches in back of him, their chests brushing briefly as she closes the door silently behind him.

"Why were you encroaching upon me in the boat house?" Andrea asks, eyes narrowing slightly. Her voice isn't as hard sounding as it was before as she talks softer being in the common room, not wanting to wake anyone. Still it holds it's sharpness and bite. "You could have very well watched from the door if you were interested in trying to catch me in the midst of something wicked, but instead you attempted to come upon me from behind." Her eyes bore into his before she demands he tell her that instant. She doesn't threaten him, there is little she can do if he refuses to tell her, unless she feels like swallowing her pride and attempting to sneak it out of him in less lady like ways but whether or not that would work is questionable. She has done it before though and she will do it again to get what she wants.

"If you have nothing to be guilty about why hold your tongue?" She cocks her head slightly to the right, her eyes still locked with his intensely, "You say you're a gentleman, but what gentleman lingers about at night and creeps up silently behind scantily clad girls in a secluded boat house?" She presses. Andrea's mind can't help but wonder why Maverick would do something like that, in all honest he didn't seem the type, but she would put it above no man. Of course, he could have been up to something more fantastic yet just a dastardly as well, only wanting to make sure there had been no witnesses. Something almost close to interest pulled in Andrea's chest at this prospect, so much more pleasing than the original she thought up.

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Fury Nov 4, 2014 0:14:01 GMT

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Post by Maverick Taurus Rotburn on Nov 4, 2014 0:14:01 GMT

Maverick sputters at her forwardness with no amount of small shock. Does she think him some great prowling pervert hunting the school for lone ladies to pounce upon? Maybe his intentions weren't terribly justified to spy on another, but he had no such inclinations to harm any Slytherin lady. Inhaling sharply, Maverick looks away from those demanding yet lovely eyes and clenches his jaw to soothe the ire beneath. Only when he is sure that his temper is wrapped tightly, he speaks, "Truthfully, I did not stalk you there. I came upon the shed during my own midnight escapade and happened on you. There wasn't much I could see from the doorway, so I slipped inside..."

He turns back to her, the tension easing out of his shoulders and a softness edges back onto his features. Feeling more composed and able to continue, Maverick inclines his head slightly. "The sight of you quite surprised me and I allowed myself to foolishly admire your beauty. When the lantern fell from its perch, you were already turning around."

Feeling somewhat ridiculous with his obvious complement, Maverick uncharacteristically runs a hand threw his bangs which have lost their sticking charms hours ago. Her searches her eyes carefully -not wanting to accidently stir the lowest level of Legillemens on the female and be accused of worse things. She is still staring at him with that blank face, making him feel a tad uncomfortable. The need to defend his honor rises up in him once more. "You can question my 'true' intentions Mrs. Williams, but you cannot deny that if I was the scoundrel you're painting to me, I would have attacked or fled. Instead I brought you back safely and," he cringes distastefully, "unsoiled."

Andrea Williams
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Fury Nov 4, 2014 1:04:34 GMT

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Post by Andrea Williams on Nov 4, 2014 1:04:34 GMT

Andrea nearly snorts. Every man thinks he's different, thinks he's beyond the rest of his sex, but all are horribly mistaken. Every man Andrea has ever been forced to interact with had hurt her, used her, or wanted something from her, exception too only two men; her brother and Floki. Andrea highly doubts Maverick could be any different than the rest of his kind. Andrea raises an eye brow but doesn't press the topic any further, his words ringing true, she had returned 'unsoiled'. She presses closer, her eyes calculating and bright, turning information and questions over in her mind. They are only inches apart but Andrea does not feel anything from the proximity and her chilling gaze holds.

"What were you up to then Mr. Rotburn, " she questions in little more than a whisper, "That caused you to come upon my where abouts?" A smirk pulls at her lips, "You told me you came upon the boat house, but why check somewhere so rarely utilized. Looking for somewhere to perform some insidiously delightful dark art, or perhaps," a cruel mirth, almost mocking, rises in her eyes, "Checking to make sure there are none about who's eyes are just as prying as yours?" Something close to consideration passes through her for a moment, but it is fleeting, "I'll tell you my secret, if you tell me yours." Andrea encourages, gazing up at Maverick through thick dark lashes, a mildly amused, challenging glint in her eyes. Perhaps she wasn't being as generous to Maverick as she should. He was smart, and obviously had secrets. Perhaps he could make himself useful to her.

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Slytherin

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Fury Nov 4, 2014 21:18:16 GMT

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Post by Maverick Taurus Rotburn on Nov 4, 2014 21:18:16 GMT

Maverick's eyes narrow on the female before him. He knows that she's toying with him, that she has no obligation to stick to her word. She could very well let Maverick tell his secret and not say a thing back. That's how cunning and vicious she can be, he knows. Maybe that's why his chest tightens with mixed feelings, and his eyes linger too long on the curve of her face or the delicate slope of her nose.

A bit peeved with the situation, Maverick averts his orbs, glancing across the room to the flickering fire in the heath with a frown. This conversation is turning against him quickly. He already has an inclination as to what she has been up to. That talisman around her neck screams Floki's influence, which rubs Maverick the wrong way. A young lady following a lunatic like Floki? Being claimed like an object of his possessions while he draws her closer to his side to end up worshipping him like some kind of earthly god? It makes Maverick sick to his stomach.

He knows that if Floki's clutches have already seized this beautiful Slytherin, that it is just a matter of time before she'll get mortally hurt. For some reason that thought alone wounds him more than anything... What is he to do about something like this? It really isn't any of his business, but deep down, he wants it to be. Knuckles turning white in his fists, Maverick swallows taking in the female's scent causing his spine to tingle.

Should he tell her? About his endeavor to find other ways to gain more power than Floki? That he's a natural Occlumency trying to learn Legilimency? That he's about to make a discovery of his own in Potions and other small little things that seem uninteresting now, but will one day make him powerful. Yet there's something that tries to hold him back from mentioning all of this. Paranoia welling up in his very heart. The words just won't come out... He'll just have to drop a little hint for her and be on his way, the late night hours will not do well with how early he gets up every day. Besides, nothing productive will come out of this tonight. She seems highly strung and he doesn't want to deal with her distrust and temper anymore at the moment.

Maverick steps around her smaller form and pauses just long enough to hiss 'good night' in Parseltongue beside the girl's ear before retreating to the darkness of his dormitory.

Albus Potter
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Fury Nov 5, 2014 0:01:09 GMT

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Post by Albus Potter on Nov 5, 2014 0:01:09 GMT

Albus sat nervously on his cot, twiddling his thumbs in a jumper and boxers. Where is he, Albus groaned inwardly worry setting in and tensing his shoulders. If Maverick wasn't back soon, both would get in trouble from the make Slytherin prefect. The lazy upperclassman had put Albus in charge of seeing to Maverick's return before he woke up the next day after coming to find the fellow forth year gone during inspection. If the Rotburn didn't return soon, Albus would have to go looking for him.

Albus looked at his watch, It was far past midnight and the chaser sighed as he begun to search for some proper pants when the dormitory door was thrown open. In walked Maverick Rotburn, looking uncharacteristically put out. Albus payed no mind to this and was immediately in front of him, whisper shouting.

"Where have you been?" Albus hissed sounding very much like his grandmother Molly. "The prefect came in and saw you were gone. I almost got in trouble because of you as well. If you weren't back by morning-" Albus stopped, anger and worry boiling so rapidly it made it hard to think of his words. He breathed deeply for a moment then crossed his arms before his dark eyes flickered to the lighter pair in front of him

"We were almost in a lot of trouble." He said more calmly than before. Weary nerves now eased, Albus read the face int front of him again. The Rotburn wasn't usually smiling, but he looked more . . . aggravated than usual. Albus didn't pry, the boy not liking to be prodded at either, but simply left his face in that of a questioning disposition, making it known he wasn't going to ask any further, but information would never the less be welcome.

Last Edit: Nov 5, 2014 0:06:24 GMT by Albus Potter

Maverick Taurus Rotburn
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Fury Nov 6, 2014 21:10:47 GMT

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Post by Maverick Taurus Rotburn on Nov 6, 2014 21:10:47 GMT

"Evening Potter..." It seems manners are out of style these days. Taking a moment to compose his mind, Maverick crosses the room and slips out from his cloak, next undoing the buttons of his shirt carefully. Using the meticulous movements to calm his mind. Thoughts of the Slytherin beauty belonging to his vile brother making him almost shake in rage. He isn't sure how, but he needs to put distance between the two of them...

"I was doing a bit of late night studying and lost track of time is all." He shrugs out of the shirt, folding it up neatly and glancing over his shoulder. In the faint light of the room, Maverick can see how tired the other boy is. Dark rings beneath those narrowed eyes and a slump to those defensive shoulders. Tell-tale signs that indicate maybe his peer hasn't been catching up on good sleep this whole week in fact. Could there be other reasons to the boy's downtrodden appearance? School? Family? Or some event coming up? Ahh...

"How do you feel about the Quidditch match coming up? Slytherin vs. Ravenclaw? You seem a bit nervous..."

Albus Potter
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Fury Nov 6, 2014 22:25:23 GMT

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Post by Albus Potter on Nov 6, 2014 22:25:23 GMT

Albus snorted at Maverick's comment. "Be serious, mate. It's Ravenclaw" Albus said with a shake of his head. Every team was to be taken seriously in their own right, those eagles made it pretty hard, their seeker being a twelve year old girl and favorite beater merely a slytherin wannabe. "I'm not worried about that."

Albus' eyes returned to Maverick's now bare back as the Potter settled back down on the edge of his own bed. It was obvious Maverick was trying to change the subject and Albus left it alone despite the want to know gnawing at his insides. Everyone knew the Rotburn's, at least that father, was into some darker stuff. People didn't have to leap far to gather the conclusion the sons were as well. Each had their own quirks, the eldest a wild eccentric, Maverick a brooding pureblood, the twins vile, evil things, and the youngest just . . . strange. If Maverick had been up to something sinister, Albus rather keep clean and stay out of it. He considered the boy his friend, they were team mates as well as dorm mates after all, and Albus respected his privacy. He wouldn't pry, especially if it could perhaps involve family. Albus was aware Floki and Maverick didn't get along, but only by how they treated each other in public and how most slytherins had no tolerance for the older boy's silliness. If it was perhaps a feud between brothers, well Albus wanted nothing to do with it. Still . . . it was eating at him.

"Are you worried about it?" Albus asked back. It sounded as if he was speaking of the game, inquiring to Maverick's feelings about what Albus thought would be an easy match, but the question lingered between them in a way that pushed a double meaning underneath the words. Asking about what had ruffled the boy so much it had caused the cool facade of Maverick Rotburn to inch away just enough for sharp dark eyes to peer inside.

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Slytherin

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"If anyone's going to be the Rotburn heir, it's me!"

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Fury Nov 17, 2014 9:03:21 GMT

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Post by Maverick Taurus Rotburn on Nov 17, 2014 9:03:21 GMT

Stilling, Maverick stares down at his shoes for a moment. The tone in Potter's voice didn't match exactly to their conversation. A frown twitches at the side of his lips when it 'clicks' where the other is going with this. Sucking in a breath, Maverick reaches down and unties the shoelaces to polished leather. "I have been preparing myself of course... and setting up a plan."

He smirks at the other, rolling off the socks while pushing the shoes under his bed. Standing again, the trousers hit the floor followed swiftly by the undergarments. Clinically and precise, Maverick tugs on a set of sleeping pants. With his wand he swiped it at the dirty clothes that crawled underneath the bed into a hamper beneath, before slipping into the blankets. Grinning at the Potter heir again, Maverick lies back against the headboard pulling an odd little object out from under a pillow. Voice low, he whispers, "There are paths that many, no matter how perceptive cannot perceive unless sought out by those source themselves."