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Post by Pathos on Nov 5, 2005 13:49:01 GMT -5
|Jesse, for whatever reason, adored Garden C. Even moreso than Garden A (where the Potions ingredients were housed), which was saying a lot, considering how much Jesse enjoyed Potions. But there was just something about the wildness of Garden C, something exotic and deep and dark. But it was a natural darkness. He liked that the most. Some ways away from the Wimple Snapdragon, there was a fenced off area, dappled, alternating between sunlight and shadow. In the shaded patches, Deadly Nightshade grew, thick, waxy leaves and luscious berries tempting, but poisonous. All along the fence, and the trees within the enclosure, were vines. Wild grapes, dark purple and red, crawled up and down the rungs of the fence, and Morning Glories twined their way up into the trees above. Even the ground itself was covered with exotic flowers, decorative shrubs, and hundreds of blood-red roses. Not that sickening bright Valentines red, but the crimson of blood that gushed from the heart, dark and beautiful. And it was in these roses, that Jesse sat, not minding the thorns. Just sitting and inhaling the sweet smell.|
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Post by Daniel on Nov 5, 2005 13:53:10 GMT -5
Tom kneeled by one of the grape vines, trying to coax it into giving his glasses, which they had snatched... Course, he could barely *see* the vines... he was mostly blind without his glasses. "come on... give em here.... give me my glasses..." *he'd been doing this for about fifteen minutes.* "GIVE ME MY BLOODY GLASSES, DAMMIT!"
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Post by Pathos on Nov 5, 2005 13:58:16 GMT -5
|Jesse cocked his head, glancing over at the grapevines. Only to see Tom. Sigh. Why was his life so difficult. He pushed himself up and crawled over to the fence, lifting a hand and twining it into the grapevines that extended even to where he sat. "Hey," he murmured. "Let it go, okay? You can't eat it." And the vines, oddly enough, shivered, loose and rustling, thick stalks moving until said glasses fell to the ground with a loud 'clink!' And Jesse smiled. For all his expertise with Potions, Jesse loved plants, something he'd gotten from his cousin, Benedicta (Who now taught at Catclaws! Hooray! Someone to talk to who wasn't a psychopath!).|
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Post by Daniel on Nov 5, 2005 14:00:38 GMT -5
lol Tom picks his glasses up off the ground, polishing them. He can tell its jesse by his voice. "Hey, thanks." He smiles. not even an evil smile, just a normal, every day smile. Man, i want to meet the real tom.. ANY WAY. Putting his glasses back on, he looks around. "What are you doing here?"
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Post by Pathos on Nov 5, 2005 14:04:54 GMT -5
|And, unaccountably, Jesse blushed bright red. Ohoho. "I like plants, I do well with them. I come to Garden C a lot." The grapevines rustled and began to...giggle? Well, they started twining up Jesse's arm, making affectionate (for a plant) whispering noises.|
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Post by Daniel on Nov 5, 2005 14:06:09 GMT -5
"I think that plant likes you." tom said, edging away. Slightly creepy... "Dude... gay is just fine... but sleeping with plants... not going to happen..."
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Post by Pathos on Nov 5, 2005 14:09:11 GMT -5
|ANother blush, and Jesse slapped the vine around his arm, hissing. "Stop it! I said no and I mean it!" And the vines seemed to wither, and retreated. Truly, plants were not Jesse's sexual preference. That was his cousin's thing. "I'm sorry...They always do that. It's their thing"|
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Post by Daniel on Nov 5, 2005 14:10:47 GMT -5
more lool Tom smiles again. "so. You're loved by everyone and everything. Interesting." He looks jesse up and down. "There's definantly more to you than what i first thougt."
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Post by Pathos on Nov 5, 2005 14:13:39 GMT -5
|He shook his head. "No...No, just plants. Most people and animals dislike me. Father tried to teach me to ride a horse, once. One of the few 'fatherly' things he's done for me. I was kicked...I can't remember how many times. All of the horses hated me." He nodded at the grapevine, still cowering against the fence. "And the only thing plants want is to get in my pants. It's...It's rather disturbing, but a bit flattering, too."|
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Post by Daniel on Nov 5, 2005 14:14:55 GMT -5
"In your pants? How interesting." He smirked now. "I've seen a few girls giving you looks at this school."
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Post by Pathos on Nov 5, 2005 14:19:32 GMT -5
|BLUSH. "...That's...That's too bad for them, then. He slapped at the grapevine again, which had been attempting to infiltrate his shirt. He was, for once, not dressed in his school robes, but rather a loose and soft-looking long-sleeved shirt, light grey, with flowing, dark grey pants that looked like they were made of silk, or some other nice, expensive fabric. He looked very much like a large, human-sized stone. Albeit, a very soft one.|
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Post by Daniel on Nov 5, 2005 14:21:06 GMT -5
lol... Seriously... love the last comment "really. You have your eyes elsewhere?"
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Post by Pathos on Nov 6, 2005 13:57:39 GMT -5
|Oh, but that blush was adorable! He tilted his head, angled down so that his eyes and mouth were hidden by his hair. When he lifted his head again, a moment later, there was a sly, secretive smile below that charming blush. "Maybe," he murmured. "And what would it be worth to you, mm?"|
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Post by Daniel on Nov 22, 2005 19:03:35 GMT -5
Tom smirks. "and why do you want to know?"
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Post by Pathos on Nov 22, 2005 19:16:49 GMT -5
|He idly shifted his shoulders, lifting a hand to brush the dark strands of hair back from his eyes. "I can always find someone else, you know." He was quite serious. There was a hardness around the edges of his eyes, in the set line of his lips. "You, of all people, should realise that there is always someone else. You lived through the war against Grindelwald, and indeed, I wonder if he ever taught you his secrets, directly or not. And far, far before you and Grindelwald, there was Cypselus, Polycrates, Nero, Stalin...The list goes on. You are one of many, Tom Riddle. It would be no chore to find someone else. And yet, inexplicably, I am drawn towards you." He shook his head. "A mystery, it seems."|
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