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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Nov 21, 2008 3:20:03 GMT
I should not this mad. But I had warned Arden, she just took the threat to mean nothing because I was in Azkaban for life. Too bad for her I'd broken out. Pulling the hood of my black zip up hoodie up and over my head, I tucked my hair in it and let it fall over my face slightly. My jeans were worn and had holes in them, my tank top thin and old. I didn't care though, I didn't care that I hadn't worn torn and worn jeans for years, or this tank top since Hogwarts, I wasn't looking to look like myself. Though I could make it all extreme, dye my hair, wear dresses instead, apply some make up, but I wasn't planning on doing that. Standing outside Arden's house I ducked my head down as I knocked on the door, my hands hidden down under the lengeth of the sleeves, the sweatshirt baggy and loose on my now small frame. And what if Arden doesn't answer her door? Then I go in, and if I have to, break in. "Come out and Play Arden." I sang faintly under my breath, head still ducked low so she wouldn't be able to see my face if she opened the door, she probably would have no idea as to who I was. Fine by me.
[[Tis shorticle]]
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Post by Arden Patricks on Nov 21, 2008 16:25:57 GMT
I’m a little bit disoriented at first when I hear the knock on the door. I think I must have fallen half-asleep again while trying to sort out my thoughts. Maybe if I didn’t have to lie down in order to think properly, so that I don’t wind up pacing and getting distracted instead…. I shake my head quickly, glaring in the general direction of the front door. Why has my house suddenly turned into King’s Cross? Nobody ever used to come here. Which, logically, means that it’s probably important. Or bad. Somewhere in between Melody being found and the Ministry coming to arrest me for harboring a fugitive. Not that he’s here at the moment. I’ve no idea where he is and am trying to pretend that doesn’t bother me. I’ve gotten up at this point, rubbing my face and vowing not to fall asleep fully dressed in the middle of the evening anymore. So maybe in that case I should actually sleep properly, but I’ll work on that later. Now I’m just trying to ake myself not so ridiculously sleep-befuddled before I open the door. “… Yes?” I ask, surprised to find what looks like some kid on the other side. I don’t know any kids that tall though, except maybe Alicia or Poppy. But that doesn't make any sense. ((Is fine. Mine is longish but suckish. ))
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Nov 22, 2008 3:16:42 GMT
[[Aw, yours was good.. ^^]]
The door opened and I recived a reply with slight surprise showing through the simple word of 'yes', causing a smile to come across my face. At this moment I'm trying to decide whether to mess with her head or to just skip right to the point, but I think I'd rather see how much I can mess around with her, how long. "Come out to play?" I asked softly, my voice light, sounding almost like a little kid with hope to play with a new friend, and I looked up, my eyes resting on Arden's face. Oh it had been so long since I'd seen that clearly, with how long I'd been in Azkaban, the fact that I could barely see her properly. "I haven't... jumped in to take your place or anything, if that's what you're thinking. I'm just trying to be a good friend." "And I wouldn't think of it if I were you." I remember the conversation clearly and could only smirk slightly towards Arden now.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Nov 22, 2008 3:54:12 GMT
I back up just a little out of... a state of being weirded out, more than anything. But then I remember that she's supposed to be in Azkaban... and that, connected with the mild loopiness of her demeanor, gives me an urge to slam the door and lock it.
"...I don't think I will, thanks," I say instead, shaking my head.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Nov 22, 2008 3:59:59 GMT
I could only laugh at the reaction she happened to give me when she saw me and heard my voice and I shook my head a little, taking a step closer for the step she had taken back. "But why not our dear Arden?" I asked, sounding geniunely concerened, though smirking towards her. "I think you really want to." I add with a small nod. "Remember the little conversation we had just a while back. Remember the hint of a warning?" I asked, raising an eyebrow, stepping closer now so that if she wanted to shut the door on me it was physically impossible unless I was a ghost again, or if she pushed me.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Nov 23, 2008 2:49:34 GMT
"And remember how you were in Azkaban at the time?" I ask, raising my eyebrows though my grip tightens slightly on the door. "What in the hell are you doing here?" Other than carrying out some sort of consequences for ignoring your warning to... what was it again? Stay away from Riley or something?
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Nov 24, 2008 2:16:28 GMT
"You take my warnings too lightly, don't you Arden hun?" I asked with a faint laugh." I said after she points out that I had been in Azkaban at the time. "What does it seem like I'm doing her?" I asked, raising an eyebrow towards her. "Really, shouldn't you know?" I asked a second question, smirking slightly towards her as I stepped closer towards her again.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Nov 24, 2008 15:17:34 GMT
"Well apparently being psychotic, but other than that." I should maybe not be snappish like this, but really... I'm just tired. I'm tired of this mess, this stupid drama. It's getting ridiculous. "Besides... I believe that the warning was to not take your place? And I'm still not doing that, all right? We kissed and that's all and you're being ridiculous."
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Nov 24, 2008 22:59:03 GMT
I laughed a little when she said being psychotic. Okay, so maybe I was being a little psychotic, but that didn't mean anything. I didn't want to tell her that it wasn't any longer that I was mad at her for Riley and such. "The twins didn't seem to think the same way as you. They seem to think that you're taking my place and Lottie doesn't like it." Though now she probably could care less about me. "Besides, this isn't even about that anymore, it was merely and initiative to show up."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Nov 25, 2008 3:37:36 GMT
"So I'll straighten that out then if the girls are mistaken," I say, a little impatience creeping into my voice now. It's getting kind of cold, with the door hanging open like this, but I'm not about to just let her waltz in. "And why are you here then, if it's not about that?"
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Nov 25, 2008 3:43:38 GMT
"Alright then." I said smiling towards her, though it meant nothing, just a simple mocking smile. It wouldn't be that hard for her to straighten that out, hell they might not even want her to. "Mind if I come in?" I asked, raising an eyebrow, knowing that she couldn't just shut me out, though she could just keep me in the doorway and leave the door open while she freezes as well. "Might take a while to talk 'bout."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Nov 25, 2008 3:48:12 GMT
I hesitate slightly, but finally shrug. Screw it. Wouldn't be so bad to get murdered, and at least there's Logan now to go and kill her back. There is something very wrong with me if that is how I'm thinking, but I try not to dwell on it. "All right then," I say, finally opening the door fully and stepping back to let her in. "So what is it?"
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Nov 25, 2008 3:53:37 GMT
I raised an eyebrow, truely surprised she just said alright to letting me in, let alone stepping back and opening the door so I could go in. Didn't seem right, but that didn't matter I suppose. My upper lip curled into a smirk as I stepped past her, walking through and to her living room, really I hadn't planned on coming in here specifically, but it's where I found myself. "Oh, I'm sorry, what is what?" I asked, raising my eyebrow towards her. "Nice little place you've got though." I smiled and sat down on the sofa, making myself comfertable.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Nov 25, 2008 3:56:22 GMT
"Thank you," I say insincerely, rolling my eyes and turning around as she walks over to the couch. "But I'd really love to know - do you have a reason to be here or not?" It occurs to me suddenly that anybody watching would have difficulty realizing that we used to be friends.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Nov 25, 2008 4:03:09 GMT
I laughed softly at Arden's tone when she says thank you and shaking my head faintly. "Oh no, no real reason really. Riley just wants me to leave his dear Arden alone." I said with as small laugh. "He got frightfully mad when I told him that he should warn you not to cross me anymore, thought I was going to kill you." I laughed a little again and shook my head simply some more. "Then he started getting all worked up about, thinking I was going to hurt his only friend left. And how could I ever hurt someone he loved? Bah, it just baffled him so." I laugh. "Really though, says you two are nothing more than friends than admits he loves you." I scoffed, rolling my eyes faintly and lounging a bit more on the sofa now.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Nov 25, 2008 4:09:57 GMT
I shake my head at the first things she says, mainly just tuning them out... but the last part hits, making me bite my lip hard but shrug at her in reply. "Well, that would be because we are... in practice anyway, regardless of how either of us feels because I'm a fickle... witch...." I laugh slightly at my own word choice, shaking my head. "... who messes with people's minds when she's tired of messing with her own." I stop, pausing a minute, because I think there was a reply to her hidden somewhere in there, but I've lost it amidst the too-truthful babbling.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Nov 25, 2008 21:54:18 GMT
She only shakes her head and I laugh softly, until I see her bite her lip hard at the last thing I said and I raised an eyebrow, sure I hit a sore spot of a sort. She starts speaking now and I let her, crossing one leg over the other as I watched her. Really I had to think about what all she had said, and rethink about it, sure I was missing something, but that was too bad because I probably wouldn't find what I wanted.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Nov 26, 2008 15:43:14 GMT
I shake my head after a moment at nothing in particular, wondering why she's still here. "So is that an answer you like or should I come up with a different one?"
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Nov 27, 2008 3:48:10 GMT
"Just keeping up the chat." I said with a laugh. "So, by all means, think of another."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Nov 27, 2008 16:07:53 GMT
"No, that's all right." I shake my head. "I think I'd like to cut this conversation short, since I still don't know what the hell it's about. What are you doing here?"
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Nov 27, 2008 20:59:10 GMT
I giggled faintly and shook my head now that she's turned the conversation back on me. "Don't you think that's kind of, irrelevant?" I asked,raising an eyebrow towards her with a slight smirk. In all honesty, I didn't know why I was here anymore. Would've been nice if I could've scared her half to death or something. Hm, maybe I could hurt her, or just mess with her mind.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Nov 29, 2008 3:07:43 GMT
"I think it's about as relevant as it gets, actually," I say, raising my eyebrows. "Even if it were anything like normal for you to stop by like this, I think it would still matter why."
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Nov 29, 2008 3:11:05 GMT
I shrugged faintly when she said it was as relevent as it would get and just grinned towards her. "Oh well." I said, still not bothering with an answer.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Nov 29, 2008 3:18:09 GMT
I look at her a moment after that, stymied... but eventually shrug and sit down on the edge of a chair, about as far away from her as the room will allow. "Well, maybe in that case you should leave now."
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Post by Mason Jay Bradley on Nov 29, 2008 3:29:26 GMT
I watched her and then laughed at her statement that she next said. "Nah, I think I rather much like it here." I said with a small grin, nodding faintly and looking 'round the place. "Quite cozy in here at least."
[[Too lazy to switch, sad..]]
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Post by Arden Patricks on Nov 29, 2008 3:32:17 GMT
Maybe it's the apathy talking, but I'm seriously considering just getting up and leaving myself... leaving her alone here. Because I really don't feel like having this non-conversation.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Nov 29, 2008 3:41:43 GMT
"So, what's new in the life of Arden?" I asked, standing up from where I was with a smile, stretching faintly.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Nov 29, 2008 3:46:36 GMT
"Nothing really," I shrug. "It's all stuff that's been there before, just not recently." Apathy, confusion....
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Nov 29, 2008 3:50:20 GMT
I nodded a little and looked around again, finding a doorway to her kitchen. "Hm, mind if I go get a glass of water or something?" I asked, looking back to her as I started walking towards the door.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Nov 29, 2008 3:55:33 GMT
"Help yourself," I shrug, not really caring.
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