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Post by Hayley McMicken on Aug 18, 2008 1:51:11 GMT
Since quitting her job at St. Mungos, Hayley had over time come up with a schedule. Toward the beginning of the week, she would go through the newspapers looking for job ads. She wasn’t in a hurry to get one, but it was something she knew she had to do. Maybe the day after she’d go to the Three Broomsticks, get a butter beer, maybe buy some chocolate then go home. The next day, she might spend wandering around the muggle world. Later on in the week, she’d go to the Hogshead, and drink fire whiskey from dusty old bottles, which what she was doing that day.
She had left to go to Hogmeade in the early afternoon. The weather outside was nice, but slightly breezy. After the months of coming her week after week, the workers knew exactly what Hayley wanted, so she quickly got her drink, and sat down at her usual empty table toward the back of the shop.
Hayley never had a problem getting the table she wanted. The Hogshead was in general on the empty side, because it was second bested by the Three Broomsticks. Especially at this time of day it was empty because people had better things to do, like work, or taking care of their families. Hayley had neither, so she came when ever she wanted. She came in particular now because she liked the quite.
((sorry if it sucks))
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Aug 18, 2008 2:20:40 GMT
Somehow I'd come to just find my way back to Hogsmeade, even when I'd been locking myself up in Riley's old room constantly. Really, it made absolutely no sense to me, especially since I don't remember making my way there, let alone to the Hogs Head, which was somewhat scary since I found to have a half drunk firewhiskey in my hand. Maybe Riley really should just send me off to St. Mungo's or something, especially if I'm going to be drinking without even remembering getting to the place that I'm drinking at, or if I'm going to be thinking and wanting to kill someone. I don't quite think this is normal, let alone any good.
Pushing the drink away from me I slumped slightly against the chair I was sitting in and looked out one of the grimey and dusty windows with a small sigh. Who knows what would happen if Riley didn't just send me off, but I don't think I could actually tell him what was going on.
[[It's alright, mine's not much better]]
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Post by Hayley McMicken on Aug 18, 2008 2:40:27 GMT
Growing bored with just gazing at her fire whiskey bottle, Hayley took a large gulp, and placed it down on the table. Twisting in her chair, she started to glace around to see if there was anyone there she knew, and could talk to. Sitting at the table closest to her was a really short old man wearing a purple robe that she had seen around here a couple of times. A few tables away from the midget was an old hag drinking a nasty looking drink. With both people she never talked to.
Then she glanced at another table and immediately recognized who was sitting there. It was Riyaan. Immediately, Hayley turned back and gazed down at the table. She hadn't talked to Riyaan in ages. As far as Hayley knew Riyaan hated Hayley for a good reason. Hayley had almost killed her husband Riley. Hayley wanted to avoid her, but deep in her head Hayley knew she had to confront Riyaan eventually. Hayley quickly glanced again at Riyaan before returning to gaze at her drink.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Aug 18, 2008 15:05:28 GMT
I bit down against my lower lip, wondering why I was still in the place when I just blanked on coming here and drinking half a bottle of fire whiskey. Wouldn't it make more sense to get out of there and somehow lock myself in the house, somehow? I kept my gaze towards the table now, no longer looking out the window I was next to, trying to just figure everything out. I mean, it couldn't keep going on like this, could it? Half of me thought it did and half of me prayed it couldn't.
You'll have to tell Riley you know. I shook my head slightly at the voice, I didn't have to tell Riley, really I shouldn't tell Riley. How much more do you plan to keep from him and lie about? How much more could I? I don't think I could do it for much longer, not with all of this, I mean I'm probably going to not remember something important and he'll start putting it all together, maybe. "I can't." I whispered under my breath so that no one else in the bar could or would be able to hear it.
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Post by Hayley McMicken on Aug 18, 2008 21:07:24 GMT
In Hayley's mind a battle raged. It was like one voice was telling her to go over. It assured her that that incident with Riley happened ages ago and Riyaan probably forgot about it by now. If she hadn't, then Riyaan deserved some form of explanation. Hayley owed at least that to her. Riyaan was family in a way after all.
But then there was the other side of the argument telling her not to go. How could someone possibly forget that someone murdered your husband? Hayley wasn't in the mood to argue at the moment.
Finally, after chugging down a large portion of her fire whiskey, Hayley gathered the courage to get up and talk to her againts her better judgement. "You can do this." Hayley whispered to herself before walking over. She stopped next to Riyaan's table not sure of what to say.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Aug 19, 2008 2:41:08 GMT
[[Didn't see this.. =/ sorry]]
This is stupid, finish the bloody firewhiskey, what's it going to hurt? It was the voices fault. That's really all I could think. It got me to drink the, it made me forget about what was going on at certain points in the day.
I glanced up when someone came a little closer, biting back harsh comments that I could throw at Hayley. "Go away Hayley." I muttered, letting that at least pass my lips, letting the fact that it wasn't that horrible be enough to satisfy me. I sighed softly and just glared at the firewhiskey. I was bloody well pregnant, why did this have to happen.
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Post by Hayley McMicken on Aug 19, 2008 2:57:47 GMT
Go away is just what Hayley was hoping to hear. It wasn't as harsh a comment as she expected and deserved, yet it still let Hayley know that Riyaan still held the grudge against here. Normally, Hayley would listen and leave.
She turned to leave for a second, but didn't walk. The voice in her head still stood out. She at least deserves that best apology you've got. You can't walk away forever it was telling her. In some odd sense, the voice made sense, so Hayley turned back to face Riyaan. "Sorry but I can't." she said.
((Its okay))
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Aug 19, 2008 19:36:42 GMT
She turned away and I let a slight sigh pass my lips, until I realized she hadn't started walking, and then she was turned back towards me and I rolled my eyes slightly, really wanting to drink the firewhiskey now. Either you do it or I will because I want the firewhiskey. You had to ruin that though with coming back. I shook my head a little, my eyes still on the bottle.
"Didn't your mum ever tell you to listen?" I asked, turning to face her after she said she couldn't, really wanting to hit her now. Part of me didn't want to and held me back, it was only a small part, but it still worked. I had wanted to kill her for almost killing Riley for so long, and I hate her and so many other things, but I couldn't exactly do that now that I've had time to think about it, could I? She was still family, sadly.
I blinked a few times, losing a small bit of focus now until all I could do was watch what happened now, which was different from all the other times this had happened. My hand reached out and grabbed the firewhiskey before taking a drink and turning to Hayley again, a small smirk on my lips and I just hoped that I wasn't going to do anything to her. "Riy really doesn't want me to do anything." I said softly, though I hadn't wanted to say those words, I hadn't even thought about those words. So Ruby was right, I was going to be just like her and Shell and the voice would fight to get the control.
[[Yay, lol]]
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Post by Hayley McMicken on Aug 19, 2008 22:17:19 GMT
"Nah. She wasn't a very good mom." Hayley admitted. Hayley had never been close to her family. Her parents worked hard, and din't have time for her. Hayley was never close to her sister, or most of her cousins. She always felt the odd one out of her family.
"What are you talking about Riyaan?" Hayley asked extremly confused. Why was Riyaan talking about herself in third person. Riyaan had every right to do something, and it surprised Hayley that she didn't want to. Come to think of it, Riyaan does seem off today To Hayley Riyaan looked a bit drunk, and upset over something.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Aug 19, 2008 22:23:10 GMT
I rolled my eyes when she still stayed, even saying that her mum wasn't very good so she hadn't ever told Hayley to listen. I just ignored it though.
"Exactly what I said, Riyann doesn't want me to do anything to you." I rolled my eyes at her, how dunce she could be. It's not like she has an idea of what's going on you bloody idiot. I watched as the firewhiskey was brought up to my lips again before it was set back down on the table, clearly empty and I really wanted to be in control to have been able to stop that.
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Post by Hayley McMicken on Aug 19, 2008 23:52:22 GMT
"Yeah, but you are Riyaan right?" Hayley asked unsure of the answer. She was even more confused now. Hayley was generally a smart person, so being confused was rare for her. The girl said this all like she wasn't Riyaan, but she had to be! She looked like Riyaan, and even had Riyaan's memories. Something was wrong, and it had Hayley worried.Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to come over here Hayley thought.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Aug 19, 2008 23:58:44 GMT
I could hear myself sigh and was glad that the voice, that's what I'd be calling it, dropped it, or maybe it wouldn't? "This is kind of amusing. Might have to go confuse more people." There was a small laugh after the words and my head was shaking slightly. This is confusing actually. "It's kind of like the whole Ruby and Shelby thing. Though they really aren't like that anymore, huh?"
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Post by Hayley McMicken on Aug 29, 2008 0:27:46 GMT
"No its not amusing!" Hayley insisted. She hated being confused, being that she always thought of herself as an intelligent person. It took Hayley a moment to fully comprehend what Riyaan was saying. "Yeah I know whats going on with Ruby and Shelby, but you? This has got to be some sick kind of a joke!" Hayley said practically yelling the last part. Ruby had always only caused trouble, and Hayley didn't want that to happen with Riyaan too.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Aug 29, 2008 0:44:43 GMT
I let a small laugh pass my lips when she insisted that it really wasn't amusing as I thought it was and I shrugged simply. Confusing people, well there was just such a certain fun about it, not sure how to explain it. She practically yelled the last part of what she was saying and I let a small giggle past my lips. "Hayley hun, you're drunk and people are staring." I tsked softly, shaking my head a little with the small smile.
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Post by Hayley McMicken on Aug 29, 2008 0:50:50 GMT
"What do you mean I'm drunk? I've never been drunk in my life!" Hayley snapped. That was a lie. It might have been true up until a few months ago, but now Hayley was at the Hogshead regularly and could down bottles of fire whiskey easily. "Although I'd rather be drunk then double sided or what ever you want to call it like you." Hayley muttered.
((oh yeah... sorry it to forever to respond. I was completely uninspired, and lost the will to rp for a bit))
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Aug 29, 2008 0:53:48 GMT
I bit my lip lightly against a small giggle at her temper, shaking my head a little. Really, it wasn't that believable that she'd never been drunk. "Shh hun, let's get you home." I murmured with a small smile, shaking my head lightly. "Isn't that what Riley told her, in your defense, for when you pushed him infront of a car Ms. McMicken?" I raised a slight eyebrow.
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Post by Hayley McMicken on Aug 29, 2008 1:00:01 GMT
"Don't you tell me when to be quite." Hayley said. "I'll talk when ever I want to!" For a second, Hayley thought back to how she used to be. Her old self who have been ashamed of the person she'd turned into. "Yeah, but I'm not some crazy evil person who finds joy in this. I'm just a lot confused right now." Hayley said quietly. It was true. The healers at St. Mungos had said it was a possibility.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Aug 29, 2008 1:04:56 GMT
"Don't sound so crazy Hayley, look it, people are staring." I said with a small shake of the head, gesturing around the bar, though some of the occupants had already lost interest, expecting nothing to happen. "Confusion makes you push people infront of cars does it?" I asked, daring her to say yes. "Why not me next, aren't I confusing you. Though poor Riyann and all." I shook my head a little. Her words were repeated in my mind and I laughed softly. "Crazy evil person. Good one." I whispered to myself.
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Post by Hayley McMicken on Aug 29, 2008 1:09:58 GMT
"Let them stare if they want. See if I care." Hayley said before sitting down across from Riyaan. "I don't know Riyaan. I just don't know anymore." Hayley said with a sigh. Hayley was afraid to admit it, but she was just as bad as Ruby, and whatever Riyaan's other side was. She just really didn't want it to be that way. "Oh you'll be next." Hayley said jokingly.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Aug 29, 2008 1:17:05 GMT
My protests were only sounded through my head though, Hayley wouldn't hear anything. I knew she was joking with the last part, but still. "Let's go, then you won't have anyone to care about staring or not hun." I said, a small smile towards her, saying nothing else to anything she said, just thinking of more games to play.
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Post by Hayley McMicken on Aug 29, 2008 1:22:46 GMT
"But I don't care." Hayley insisted. "Maybe you're the one who cares. Maybe you're the one whose embarrassed of all the stares? Maybe its you who doesn't want to be seen with me." Hayley suggested. Again in the back of Hayley's mind she thought about how she used to be. The Hayley she used to be would never been seen with the Hayley she is now.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Aug 29, 2008 1:24:29 GMT
"Aw, come on Hayley, it's time to have a little fun, just play along now." I said with a small twisted grin, shaking my head. "We can go find some cars later if you really want too." I added with a small shrug. She just didn't seem to get this at all.
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Post by Hayley McMicken on Aug 29, 2008 1:31:29 GMT
"Fun? Who needs fun when you've got fire whiskey? Playing is for lunatics" Hayley said with a shrug. "But oh well. Have it your way." Hayley said standing up. Hayley laughed and said, "Death wish much? I've actually been thinking of getting my own car, that way I won't need to wait for the right car to com along."
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Aug 29, 2008 17:09:08 GMT
"Riyann's already mad, still preggers, you know." I said, laughing a little. "Well we just might be a couple of lunatics, now come on." I said, smiling towards her and then clapping my hands together once when she stood up to come with me and stood up with her. "Might have one, yes." I laughed a little. "Oo, that's quite scary Hayley." I joked.
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Post by Hayley McMicken on Aug 31, 2008 17:48:10 GMT
That was news to Hayley. When did Riyaan become pregnant?She had been avoiding the people she knew so she couldn't hurt them, that she had lost any contact she had with them. "Don't knock it. It is scary once you've seen the way I drive." Hayley said with a grin.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Sept 1, 2008 18:52:54 GMT
"Funny how the baby almost didn't have a dad." I shook my head a little. "You know, she found out just after he lost his memory, sort of freaked him out." I shrugged a little. "I'll bet it is scary."
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Post by Hayley McMicken on Sept 1, 2008 20:04:46 GMT
"Shut up." Hayley said quietly. "I feel guilty enough." Hayley said. It was true, she had payed for what she did. She quit her job believing that someone who could kill was not worthy to be a healer, she had avoided everyone she knew and was close to, and she had apologized over and over again to Riley. What did she need to do to get forgiveness. "Don't tell me you've never killed Riyaan. I doubt you have a clean slate."
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Sept 3, 2008 22:03:54 GMT
I shrugged a little, still smiling lightly. "So we going some place?" I asked, raising an eyebrow towards her before starting to walk towards the door, whether or not Hayley decided to follow. Really, it didn't matter if Hayley felt guilty enough, didn't make it so Riyann was any more over it, that grudge would just always be there, even if she didn't want to hate Hayley. "Oh, no, Riyann's definitely killed, and she's died to, remember that? Poor Riley, Riyann probably would've been in worse shape if happened that Riley died." I shook my head a little, wondering if she was going to catch that little bit and put it onto what she had done.
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Post by Hayley McMicken on Sept 4, 2008 21:40:46 GMT
"I guess lets go somewhere." Hayley said following Riyaan. She still wasn't sure why she was wasting her time talking to Riyaan. This would lead no where but trouble. "My point exactly. Don't you dare say anything to me about what I almost did Riley after what you've done." Hayley said.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Sept 5, 2008 2:15:00 GMT
"Let's." I said, opening the door and holding it for Hayley before doing anything else. "Don't talk to me about what Riyann's done and I do believe I don't have to listen to anything you say." I said, nodding slightly towards her. It was true, I didn't have to do what she told me to do, not do what she told me not to do or anything.
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