Away from the sun*Gabe

[lisa2]

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She remembered when she was at school. Violet was coming back to Hufflepuff common room after classes. She walked down into dungeons crying silently. "Cold" she thought but kept her way. She wanted to enter the common room as fast as possible. In the dungeons there was a high possibility to meet boys she had nightmares about. Blaze Dolohov who tricked her into his bed quite long ago but still considered her his sex toy. And the newest one, Demetri Greyback who raped her when she strolled down to the knockturn alley in attempt to get some info for a book she was about to write. She wished that her common room was far away from slytherins but fate wanted different.

She thought that she will never have a reason to smile again. Her life was just one big crap. She cried her eyes every day. She barely ate anything. She lost joy, lost everything what was making her smile and feel good. She sniffed wrapping her robes tighter over her body.

She lost her friends after the incident with Blaze. Of course she still had Michael Finnigan who did care for her every since they met. She knew he fell in love with her and she was like aww towards him. But then she slept with that Dolohov bastard and she closed herself in a shell. She barely spoke to anyone. Sometimes maybe to her cousin, Nina and to Lucy Weasley, a girl who seemed to know how to cheer her up. Oh and Chris, he was a very important part of her life. He was a real friend, a brother she had never been given. But everyone else just showed her a cold shoulder. She didn't know why it had to happen. She did nothing to them. And they should be with her in her bad days. And she had many of those because Blaze used her for sex few times. She became his little sex toy and she didn't know how to escape him. Yes, she was a doll. She was very attractive blond haired girl but she couldn't understand why boys wanted her in their beds. She wished she was an ugly one, maybe then she wouldn't have to deal with rapists like Demetri Greyback.

A memory of the rape was hunting her. He was licking her, he was licking his damn lips while raping her. She felt as dirty as never before. Blaze at least used his tricks to get her in bed at first. The other time wasn't so nice, though. But Dem simply dragged her into his brothel and raped her in one of the small rooms there. He wasn't gentle or anything. He went hard wanting to take as much pleasure as he could out of her. But did he care for her pleasure? No, of course not. He didn't even care if she felt deep and utter pain.

Violet was close to depression. She even had suicide thoughts. But she didn't want to leave her father. He was so lost in the wizarding world. They moved out from a muggle town because Vi's mother wanted to live closer to her work place and so that Violet had more contact with magic. Magic! She could live without it. It didn’t help her with anything. She would rather prefer leaving as a muggle. But oh well it wasn’t possible so far. So far? Well now everything has changed. She had no choice. She couldn't leave, she had to stay where she was.

And where was she? In the brothel, in one of its rooms. Sitting alone on the floor with her legs pulled to her chest. There was no day she didn't cry since Jacob Peace kidnapped her and brought her to the brothel and forced her to work there as a whore. She was just sixteen but having blond hair, pretty face and amazing body she was a nice peace of meat for male population. And they paid much to do her. She'd never understood that. She needed to finish her education at Hogwarts, not spend rest of her life having sex with some random males.

Her life was one big misery. And when she thought she could change it, when she ran away for countless time, this time with a help of her bext friend, Chris. Everything seemed to be good. He helped her with everything, even with getting back to her home to take care of her father. Mr. Baudelaire was a muggle but he had nothing against magic world. His wife and daughter were witches at last. But to the point now. It was a very peaceful day. He was reading newspaper, his daughter, Violet was watching him twirling her wand between fingers. She didn't want anything bad happen to him, she wanted to be prepared. A fate wanted that she fell asleep. Of course because she was exhausted because she couldn't sleep at nights worrying about three wizards wanting to find her. She was afraid they would do something bad to her father since he couldn't defend himself when it came to magic. That day Violet discovered her worries were justifiable. Maybe she didn't expect Demetri Greyback bursting in, she would expect Jacob Peace more, but the point was that no matter how much she wanted, no matter how much she tried, she couldn't prevent what was going to happen.

Violet stood before her father wanting to defend him if it was needed. But Dem used Expeliarmus to send her wand away. She was defenceless, she didn't know wandless magic. Then one more intruder walked in. Some guy she didn't know. He had face paint and was obviously drunk. He was scary in Violet's eyes. He had crazed look, seemed to be satisfied with others pain. He cut Mr. Baudelaire's cheek with a knife starting from his mouth. Violet was terrified. She couldn't do anything because Demetri held her behind his back. Some more tortures went on and then Demetri finished the job. He killed Violet's father like it was nothing. Violet couldn't understand this. Was it so neccessary to kill her father just to make sure she had nowhere and noone to go back to? Was it so necessary to do that just to get her back to the cathouse? Violet was deppressed. She didn't know what to do. She cried but her tears couldn't bring her father to life, they couldn't cure the pain.

So Violet was sitting on the cold floor hiding her face in hands sobbing silently. She was wearing only underwear, cute little bra and sexy thong. Every girl in the brothel had be dressed like that. Dressed? They were half-naked! But it was to work up a male just by the single look. She had some bruises and scrathes because she got punished for running away. Like her dad's death wasn't enough.
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TAG(S); Gabriel <3
WORDS; 1177?
LYRICS; Whisper by Evanescence
OUTFIT; here
NOTES; none
CREDITS; lisathecat of CAUTION 2.0!

[gaberielc]

"You are a fool, you know that?" Gabriel let his friend know that. His friend Victor was here from Russia and he was desperate to find some pretty tail to sleep with. Gabe? Still a virgin. Which seemed to be a bad thing now-a-days. And sure, he had been in lust over someone, but he was polite and never stared, nor touched. His friend was a little tipsy, heavens he was grateful Victor wasn't drunk, he would probably by out a brothel for the day. And then Gabriel would be there to help him out. Why was he friends with Victor? Oh, right: family friends. Gabriel sighed lightly and raised a brow as his friend started heading down Knockturn Alley.

"I'm not a vool, women in Russia get boring after a vhile. I need some English girls," he stated. What a character Victor was. Gabriel was following him just to make sure that he didn't hurt himself in anyway and that he did not spend more than he needed. "Besides, it's time you lost your v-card, Gabie."

"Don't call me Gabie."

"Vhat, haven't you liked a girl before?"

Gabe's mind immdidiately flashed to the pretty blond haired girl he had played music with in the room of requirement last year. They had met a couple times, but never had exchanged names. He felt like a Phantom to her... And hopefully he meant something to her, because he certainly liked her... maybe even loved. She had such passion in her playing and such sorrow in her heart, he just wished he could take it all away for her and carry the burden. But she had not come to the room of requirement for the first three weeks of school and he wondered where she was... He had not seen her anywhere else, even though he looked. But in order to find someone, it's easier to know their name instead of trying to describe half of the girls in the school that were pretty with blond hair. He sighed and Victor bumped him into reality with a couple cups on the face with his hand. Gabriel looked at him. "I am sorry Victor. I was thinking.... what are we doing here?!" he exclaimed looking in shock of where they were: A Brothel.

"Ha! We're in a Brothel and I got you a very lovely lady. Manager's suggestion," he handed him a key. "Here's a key for the night. See you in the morning!" Victor, accompanied by two almost naked women walked down the hall and to the left where the door shut and locked. Gabriel was grateful to be out of his school uniform, but still kept a low profile, he could feel a blush in his face and he hurried along to the door. Maybe he could just ask the girl to take the night off and he would buy her a meal. He really hated the idea of being here and hated that Victor thought that he would even be okay with this for a second. He took a deep breath and then opened the door quietly, and turned his back on the girl as he shut the door and calmed himself again. 'Please let her be dressed...' he wished in his mind. He turned around and his jaw dropped to see the same girl from the music lessons in front of him. He took a moment to gather himself and then cleared his throat.

"Now before you assume anything, I was forced in here by my friend and I have no intention of anything sexual. I am still paying and will buy you dinner, but... may I ask what you are doing here?" he walked up to the girl who was curled up on the floor and draped his jacket around her shoulders before offering a hand up, he knew he was blushing...

[lisa2]

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She knew her life was one bid misery. She knew she will never be fully happy. But she thought there was a chance for her to at least smile again. But she had no reason so far. Maybe before when she had met Christopher and he helped her to get out of there two times now. Maybe when she got back home and her father hugged her because he hasn’t seen her the whole year. But then no one gave her a reason to smile. Her dad has been murdered, she was taken back to the brothel. She had no perspective for life. She knew that the new term had started. She knew her peers got back to school. But she… she couldn’t. Demetri said she was too valuable. She didn’t understand this. What was so valuable in her? No one really cared about her. She had no one.

Violet hated her life. It started to be the same everyday. She had to have sex with some random males and she couldn’t say anything, she couldn’t protest. Yet, whenever Jacob or Demetri were in mood they came to her room and forced her to do things she normally wouldn’t. She felt dirty, she knew she meant nothing. She was just a whore to fuck. But she couldn’t come to terms with those thoughts. She still wanted to get out of there. She wanted to run away, maybe go back to Hogwarts. But she hadn’t anything. Her wand was taken away from her. Chris bought her second one but his brother Jacob took that one too. Basically she had nothing which belonged to her.

Vi never knew when she was ‘needed’. Sometimes she had to handle more men that any normal girl would in a day. Ah how much she hated sex and any intimate things. She hated the touch and any closeness. She was afraid of men. Violet was sensitive at any quiet sound, especially opening of the door to that damn room. She looked to them immediately. She had tears in her eyes and she didn’t recognize who it was. She didn’t care anyway. She just hoped it won’t last too long.

But when she heard the guy speaking something hit her. She knew that voice. Was it possible? Was it him? He walked up to her and draped his jacket around her shoulders. He offered a hand up. Vi blinked at that all. She wiped the tears off her eyes and cheek and looked at him again. Holy crap! It was him! He was the boy who taught her how to play piano. He was that unknown good soul that made her smile again and feel good with herself. What was he doing here? Oh yes, right. He said he was forded there by his friend and had no sexual intentions. She took his hand and stood up. She swayed a little because of the high-heels she had to wear. Normally she wore anything flat like sneakers. She wasn’t used to heels. She noticed a blush on his face. She believed him, she believed his words. He couldn’t hurt her, right? He was her guardian angel. He saved her from depression before. Violet felt so good seeing him that she hugged him randomly. She put her head onto his shoulder. "They’re forcing me to work here." she said in an answer to his question.
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TAG(S); Gabriel <3
WORDS; 576?
LYRICS; Whisper by Evanescence
OUTFIT; here
NOTES; none
CREDITS; lisathecat of CAUTION 2.0!

[gaberielc]

It was situations like this that Gabriel did not know what to do. He knew that his mother would kill him if she found out that he had actually been in a brothel. Even more so, she was going to kill Victor for taking him there. He sighed and looked down at the gentle little angel that was before him and when she stood up and hugged him, his face turned an even darker shade of red and he wrapped his warm arms around her. He was in one of his cream collar shirts and black slacks, something she would be used to seeing him in. And maybe it was the familiarity that brought her to his arms. But when he heard that she was being forced to work here, his arms around her changed from comforting to protective and he held her head against his shoulder. He felt her tears against his shoulder and he wished he could take her away. Wait.... Maybe he could.

His father was rich enough. Maybe he could just buy her freedom for her. He cared for her so much, he couldn't bear to think of her being here, forced into sexual things he knew she did not want forced upon her. He sighed and looked down at her. He rested his chin on her pretty little head. There were so many things he wanted to say to her, and the only thing that could come out was. "My dear little dove..." he pulled away, but only far enough to raise her chin up so he could see her face and wiped her tears. "...all those months I wondered what happened to you, and the least likely scenario that I would have thought of arose now that I see you here..."

He looked at her face for a moment and could see that she was just in so much pain, so much distress... he wanted nothing more than to free her at that moment. He locked eyes with her and brushed her hair behind her. "I have missed you so..."

[lisa2]

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For the first time in a long period Violet felt safe. So safe in his arms. She trusted him, she didn’t know exactly why but she did and it was something she didn’t feel in a while. She was happy he wrapped his arms around her. She didn’t mind it at all. It was the touch she needed right now and wasn’t afraid of. She cried some more this time more from happiness than anything else. Yes, she was happy to see him there. He found her, maybe he could save her, help her out of there. She wished it was possible. She hoped it was.

Vi could stay in his arms as long as he would let her to. It was so good to know that there was someone who cared for her. Before she felt hopeless and like shit. She thought she meant nothing for everyone, that what meant was her body and pretty face. But with him, with him it was different. He was nice towards her from the very first time they met. She enjoyed his company, the music lessons they shared. She almost finished a novel she started writing after their first meeting. But then she was kidnapped and put in here. And she could do nothing about it. She couldn’t contact anyone. "My dear little dove..." Violet heard him saying. He then pulled away a bit and raised her chin up. She looked at him with her eyes still full of tears. She blinked and some of them dropped on her cheeks. He wiped them away. What he said next made her sure he really cared about her. It proved there were good people in that evil world. She thought she meant something more than a sex toy.

She wanted to apologize him that she didn’t owl him or anything that she would give him a sign she was alive and that she needed help. But because of all the pain owners of the brothel caused she forgot about him. She forgot because he wasn’t there when she needed him as before when he helped her out of depression. Looking into his eyes she showed him the pain was back with doubled force. That what he did for her was all gone now. She didn’t want him to feel bad with it that his intentions and his efforts lost. But it was true because her situation was much worse than before. "I have missed you so..." he told her and it was the best thing she had heard during stay here. A tiny little smile appeared on her face. "I’ve missed you too. I thought… I thought no one cares about me."
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TAG(S); Gabriel <3
WORDS; 456?
LYRICS; Whisper by Evanescence
OUTFIT; here
NOTES; aww
CREDITS; lisathecat of CAUTION 2.0!

[gaberielc]

[[ooc: oh man... my posts just don't do you justice... yours are so amazing... i'm trying!!!]]


Oh what pain there was deep in her, her beautiful soul was being crushed by the thoughts that she meant nothing more than a life of a whore, that that was all that there was for someone to brilliant as her. Gabriel could feel a pain in his chest and he knew that his heart was breaking for her, bleeding for her. Her... he still did not know her name... and maybe it was best kept that way for the time being. And his mind began to buzz with ideas of how to get her out of here and safe. That's the very least he wanted for her. She deserved that and much much more.

She let a little smile appear on her face and Gabriel beamed back as she told him that she had missed him and that she thought no one cared for her. It was right then that he wanted to kiss her, make things better, but he knew she probably did not want to kiss another man for some time now. He brought her head back to his shoulder and held her protectively still. Holding her in silence as he thought for a moment.

He scanned the room with his eyes for a sign of any clothes and he could not see any. She looked so cold in that underwear and probably was embarrassed that she had to wear it. He was glad that he had decided to wear a jacket today and was glad he had found her. Finally all of his letters were answered, all his questions: but with an unfortunate, horrible answer. But maybe he had one for her that would bring her some peace:

"I do."

[lisa2]

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Violet had feelings. She was just a human being. She wasn’t emotionless. But in these few months no one except Christopher noticed that. To everyone else she was just a whore. She was a prostitute and had no rights. But she knew it wasn’t meant for her. She knew that she should know better than that. She just wished she could turn time to the night when Blaze Dolohov tricked her into his bed. Because it was a beginning of her concern. Or maybe just to the day she decided to stroll down the Knockturn Alley in attempt to get some inspiration to write a book. Yes, she wouldn’t be raped by that monster Demetri Greyback and he wouldn’t know what she could offer with her body. Jacob Peace wouldn’t find out about her and kidnap her. She wouldn’t have to work here and her father would be living. But she could do nothing about that now. It all happened and there was no way to erase that or blot it out.

She was so happy to have a chance to hug someone she trusted enough. To talk to someone she liked enough. To have someone who would listen to her and not judge her. To have someone who could make things better and mend her pain. Violet didn’t know his name, nor did he do hers. But it wasn’t necessary. They understood each other without words without the knowledge of their names. Of course it would be nice to call him by his name and hear hers. She didn’t exactly know why she never asked him for his name nor did she say her own to him. She’d never asked anyone if they knew him. Maybe it was because she liked the secret they shared. Their secret meetings that is. She didn’t want everyone know about it. She didn’t want anyone ruin it. She didn’t want it to be an open secret. It was magical and as much she always wanted to share with others with some things as much she didn’t want it to slip out. There were only she and he. It was their time to escape others and get rid of problems. It was their time for each other.

Violet enjoyed their meetings so much that she kept going back to the room of requirements regularly. And after the end of the school year she thought only about it. She wished summer would be gone fast and they could secretly meet again. But she didn’t come to Hogwarts this year. She didn’t come to the lesson he probably expected her to see on. But he could think she had no time or forgot about the first one this year. But no, she didn’t come there in three or more weeks. Why? Because she was forced to work in that damn brothel and its owners didn’t want to let her go.

Vi saw a smile on boy’s face as she smiled to him and told him that she missed him too. It was true. She didn’t miss anyone else that much as the boy who mend her soul before. He brought her head back to his shoulder and she didn’t mind it. His arms were like wings for her that could protect her from harm. "I do." he told her. So he cared. Vi couldn’t be happier at the moment. She let some more happy tears wet his shirt as they fell from her eyes onto her cheeks. She held him close and wished it last forever. Or at least as long as she needed it to get over her pain a little bit more. "You do? I know you do." she said weakly. She sniffed and looked up at him as much as it was possible. "I’ve never told you my name. It’s Violet, Violet Baudelaire."
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TAG(S); Gabriel <3
WORDS; 651?
LYRICS; Whisper by Evanescence
OUTFIT; here
NOTES; aww thank you ^^ I'm doing my best
CREDITS; lisathecat of CAUTION 2.0!

[gaberielc]

'Just remember that you will be able to heal a soul with music one day, Gabriel... and it will be magnificent...' His mother's words came back to his mind and as he held her, he hummed a light tune: it was the same song that he had been playing when she had walked into the room of requirement out of curiosity, and he hoped that would offer her as much peace as his arms were at this moment. He felt her tears on his shirt still, but her cheeks were raising as in a smile, so he guessed that she was smiling and crying tear of happiness. Or at least he hoped, but when she repeated his statement about caring for her and then confirming it weakly. She turned her head as much as possible, and he pulled away a little to look down at her. And she told him her name.... Violet.

"Violet..." he repeated with a soft smile. "Such a beautiful name for such a beautiful soul... I am Gabriel, Gabriel Drowskoski. But you may call me Gabe..."

Violet. What a wonderful name. He could not see a more perfect name for her. She was just as gentle as the flower was and her soul was just as gentle... Her passion for music was inevitably strong and he was glad he had met someone just as passionate. She had more practice before she was as good as him, but she was good with where she was when they were practicing up until the last night of school... oh she would love to see his father's music hall at his manor back home... and he would love to take her away from here and take her there. Anywhere from here would be where she needed to be. And he would love to be with her.

[lisa2]

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There's so many things this weary soul can't take. The first time she looked into his eyes after separation was as comforting as nothing she experienced lately. His arms felt like home for Violet. She could see his smiling face as it was staring back at her. He was home to her. She missed him and he missed her. She needed him. He was the very first kind person for a long time. He was like someone she could have feelings for. First time since the kidnapping her thoughts were happy. And then he hummed some tune she wanted to remember to the end of her days because it helped her to open to the world again and see that there were people who she could trust and enjoy spending time with. Violet was sentimental. And it meant a lot for her that he remembered what he played the day they first met.

She sniffed a bit more because tears never left her eyes. She smiled at him because he said her name was beautiful and that she was a beautiful soul. Finally someone didn’t see only her pretty face and curved body. Finally someone saw her inward beauty. She was grateful it was him. He introduced himself to her. Gabriel. Like a name of an angel. Yes, she heard of the archangel Gabriel. And he was her angel, her guardian angel. It was a good sign for her. She was sure he will help her out of that place. Vi shook her head slightly. "Thank you and I prefer Gabriel. It suits you." she smiled a full smile finally.
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TAG(S); Gabriel <3
WORDS; 275?
LYRICS; Whisper by Evanescence
OUTFIT; here
NOTES; none
CREDITS; lisathecat of CAUTION 2.0!

[gaberielc]

"Thank you and I prefer Gabriel. It suits you." she smiled a full smile finally.

He smiled back at her. It was wonderful to see a smile on her face, he had not seen one more than a grin on that young face of hers. He brushed her hair behind her ears and nodded. "Thank you Violet, I do like my name and I love yours as well. I could not see a better name for you..." It was true, she was as graceful as the flower and just as pretty. He wondered if it was her mother or father that had named her, but he knew that would be a conversation for another time and another place. He looked at her and thought for a moment, his eyes scanning hers.

"I..." he paused a moment longer, his thoughts running wild of how to get her out of her and to a safe place. She would have to finish school no matter what... and her lesson, he thought with a smile. "I want to get you out of her, Violet. But I am unsure of how to do that just yet. I could buy your freedom... fight my way out with you... or call on some friends that owe me a favor... But many of the options at this time... I am just not sure, Violet..." his eyes fell, upset with himself for not finding a solution right away. "I just wish I knew... I want you to be happy above all else."

[lisa2]

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It was amazing how he could make her smile no matter how deep in pain she was and how far her mind went to the land of depression. He was a shining star, a light she could find a way out with. She was grateful he found her. She was grateful he was with her in that place no matter how he found himself there. And now when she knew his name he was more familiar than before. Even thought they didn’t need to know their names before it was nice to know them now. It was a step forward. Of course Violet would much rather prefer telling him her name in other situation, in the other place. But he had the right to know and maybe it would be easier that way to save her. Maybe he could apparate?

It was so good being able to return a smile. She couldn’t do that for quite some time. Why? Because she simply doesn’t want to smile back to people who hurt her. And she had no reason to. She was afraid of them, afraid of people in general. And the only one person in the world she didn’t fear was Gabriel. He was special. Yes, he had a special place in her heart. He brushed her hair behind her ears and this time she knew he didn’t mean anything sexual with that. Before every guy who did that wanted to see her pretty face some more and simply use her, use her for sex. Whatever Gabriel did it didn’t remind her of sex or harm. She just simply trusted him. She was sure he wouldn’t hurt her. He wanted to help her. Violet smiled brightly at his words. She nodded to him too. She liked her name too. Looking into his eyes she felt like she could drown in them. She didn’t know why she had thoughts like that. She didn’t realize he meant something more to her than just a good friend.

Gabriel spoke up but paused. Vi wondered what was on his mind. "Just tell me." she said softly. Whatever he had to tell her she knew she will be happy hearing that. And what he said was what she dreamed about. She wanted nothing more, more than anything like to get out of there. She ran away many times. She always tried to do that, to use any little chance. But they always found her. Maybe if she got to Hogwarts she wouldn’t be taken back to the brothel. She was sure that just buying her freedom wasn’t going to work. Maybe if some aurors could walk inside and catch these bad guys and put them to Azkaban. High hopes, Blaze was a lawyer. But maybe if the got outside the building, maybe if he could apparate they would flee from there, find themselves in some safe place and them maybe go back to Hogwarts. Violet looked at Gabriel as he seemed to be upset. She hugged him again. "Can you apparate? We could try to sneak outside cause here it is impossible. I don’t want to stay here any longer."
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TAG(S); Gabriel <3
WORDS; 531
LYRICS; Whisper by Evanescence
OUTFIT; here
NOTES; none
CREDITS; lisathecat of CAUTION 2.0!

[gaberielc]

It was the way her eyes were that made him want to be her Romeo and save her from the brothel... But perhaps the sad story would have a better ending than that of Romeo and Juliet. He hoped it would. And he was happy that she had not killed herself over what was going on. He knew a little about her past, and he could see that there was a lot of pain, but she was strong and smart. He could see that there was real brilliance under all that make up and fancy underwear. It was drastic times like these that called for drastic measures. He looked at her as she asked him what was on his mind, raising his eyes from the floor he looked at her and she hugged him again. She asked if he could apparate and that she wanted out of here so bad. He nodded lightly and then looked around the room again, for any sign of clothing, but he guessed that the only thing there would be would be costumes that people had fetishes for. His stomach turned at the thought, why not just take a woman for who and what she was? There was no reason to add outfits that really were some peoples required attire.

Shaking that thought from his head, he began to think out a plan really fast and then pulled away from her to keep his hands on her shoulders and looked at her. "I can. But we have to be smart about this. And hear me out. My father is powerful man, he'll know what to do. But if I just take you now... too many people will know that it was me and... right now, I just want them to think I..." he blushed and swallowed really hard, "...just enjoyed you, and I came back... But we have to work around them..."

His mind stopped there for a moment and he drew her into another hug. "I wish I could just steal you, but if they have enough force to force you to work here, than there's something underlying that we do not know they can do. Ahh..." he shook his head. "I'm not making any sense. Hold on." He turned around and opened the door and slipped out, he half-way undid his shirt and his belt and ruffed his hair and then walked around the corner and slipped the tenant another dozen galleons to keep him away from the room for the night. He straitened himself back up just before he got back into the room and then locked the door behind him. "Well. I believe I will be able to make more sense of this is my mother and father can talk it out. If we cannot come up with a plan from tonight, you may have to return here and play their game a while longer. But come... grab a hold of me and we'll go see my parents," he stated, holding out his hand.

[ooc: 0.0 muuuuuse! haha - i'm still waiting to hear from Blaze... have you seen him around?]

[lisa2]

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Violet was so happy that he found her, that there was a chance to escape this place that she couldn’t think of anything else. She wanted out of there so badly. She wanted to do it now. She couldn’t stand that place. She couldn’t take anymore. She didn’t want to be men’s toy anymore. And Vi knew that Gabriel could help her. She knew he was going to do anything needed to take her out of there. She didn’t even need to ask him. She didn’t belong to that place. She didn’t belong to anyone there. Even though these evil men considered her their property.

Vi liked the closeness between them. She could stand like that hugging him to the end of her days or at least to the end of the night. She felt so safe around him, there was no denying it. She saw him nodding. She believed him, she didn’t need words to confirm that. But she didn’t mind when he pulled away and spoke up. He was obviously thinking out the plan. She believed he was smart and will choose wise. Though, what he had said saddened her a little. He was right, he would be the last one who saw her and it would be obvious he helped her out. She noticed a blush on his face and it had the right to enter his cheeks because of what was on his mind. He was the very first so innocent guy she met for a long time.

When he hugged her again she allowed herself to smile. His touch was comforting and loving. It was nothing sexual and she was glad to be hugged that way. But her smile faded a little when Gabriel spoke up again. She obviously couldn’t think right because she didn’t take that into account. But who could blame her? She spent there too much time already. She sacrificed too much. She was sick of her body being used for sex. Hold on he told her and walked out the room. She stood in the same place watching the door that shut behind him. She just wrapped her arms around herself because she felt cold without him. After a few Gabriel walked back in into the room and locked the door. She looked at him a bit concerned of how he looked now, with his shirt undid, unbuckled belt and ruffled hair. She listened to his words carefully. When she heard him saying: “…you may have to return here and play their game a while longer.”

[/i] she shivered. She didn’t want to do this. She didn’t care it was right and would help them to save her. She just didn’t want to be touched by anyone else ever again. She didn’t want to be kissed by anyone else. She didn’t want to do things she’s been forced to do for a few months now. Gabriel held his hand out for her but she hesitated to grab it this time. So many doubts haunted her mind that very moment. She looked like a hooker and she was to meet his parents? She would make a bad first impression. And how would they explain what they were doing in such a place as brothel? Violet winced a bit before she finally took his hand.[/size]
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TAG(S); Gabriel <3
WORDS; 560?
LYRICS; Whisper by Evanescence
OUTFIT; here
NOTES; he appears from time to time
CREDITS; lisathecat of CAUTION 2.0!
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He could see that she was a little perplexed as to why he came back into the room looking like that and he blushed lightly, brushing things back in place and doing his belt and just untucking his whole shirt. "I was like that so it looked like we had been doing something else than just talking..." he blushed. He really didn't want to think of Violet in any way other than someone he cared for... And maybe he didn't realize that he loved her just yet. He held out his hand to her as he brushed the last of his hair into place.

She finally took his hand and he held on tight as he closed his eyes to aparate. He hated the feeling, but it was better than taking the train or a plane there. He felt his feet again floor and he opened his eyes to see that they were standing in the living room that over looked the orchard. He smiled lightly and then slipped his arm around Vi's shoudlers to make sure she didn't fall over from being spun. Also so that the jacket didn't fall and she was just there in her underwear. He turned to her and tucked her hair behind her ears and nodded. "Otets!" Gabriel called. It was Russian for father and he got no response. He sighed and saw a blanket on the back of the couch. He called for his mother and heard her from the other end of the hall. He handed Vi the blanket and then heard his mother come running down the hall after a short pause. She came out and looked at Gabriel and then over at the girl, and her face fell from a state of alert to a state of love in a split second. "Oh my dear.... Gabriel, what is going on?"

He then explained in Russian that she was being forced to work in a brothel in England and that she was surly raped a few times. His mother held out her arms to Violet. "Violet.... such a lovely name.... I have heard nothing but wonderful things about you, Violet dear. Come here and we'll get you some clothes and some food." Gabriel smiled and nodded to the butler just a few meters away and he rushed to the kitchen to prepare tea and lunch. Gabriel turned to look at Vi and nodded, motioning for her to go with his mother.

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Vi gave Gabriel a sheepish smile when he explained her why he looked like that. It was understandable. They had to keep up appearances to fulfill the plan if they even had one. He was blushing she saw that. And it was a good sign for her. He didn’t saw her they way other males did. He saw her mind, heart and soul not only her face and body. He saw a human in her not a rubber air doll to fuck. It was good.

To be honest Violet was afraid of apparition. She heard that you could split yourself, leave a part of the body in a previous place. She was afraid that she will feel queasy and puke. And the sound it’s accompanied with. It could alarm someone outside the room. But in that situation it was the best alternative, she knew about it. And finally they disappeared from the room she was held. It was horrible, that very unpleasant squeezing sensation, as though being sent through a tight rubber tube. Violet felt sick and when her feet came in contact with a floor again she felt she was losing balance. Fortunately Gabriel was there to hold her. She opened her eyes and looked around the room. Everything was blurry yet but she knew it wasn’t the same room. She rubbed her eyes before Gabriel brushed her hair behind her ears. He said something she had to blink at. She didn’t understand, but then it came back to her. He was Russian, of course. She happened to forget because he was speaking English very well in her opinion. Violet took a blanket with a smile. She could cover her half naked body finally. And so she did. She wrapped it around herself. She was a bit scared when she saw a woman, who most likely was Gabriel’s mother, coming into out of the hall. She had a hard time trusting anyone but expression on her face told her there was nothing to be scared of.

Violet felt stupid hearing words in Russian. She didn’t know any foreign language. She smiled crookedly unsure of what to do or say when Gabriel’s mother held her arms out to her. A woman spoke up and this time Vi heard the accent. It wasn’t that noticeable when Gabriel was speaking. And wonderful things? What wonderful things could she hear about her? Vi took a short glance at him knowing he had to tell his mother something about her. She looked back at the woman before her and smiled at her a bit more boldly than before. "It’s nice to meet you, madam. Thank you." She curtsied slightly holding the blanket so it didn’t fell off of her. But she wasn’t so sure if she wanted to go with her anywhere. She chewed on her lip and then she felt Gabe’s gaze on herself. She looked at him and saw him nodding. Vi smiled at him. If he trusted her, maybe she should’ve too. She was ready to follow his mother and get some clothes.
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TAG(S); Gabriel <3
WORDS; 520?
LYRICS; Whisper by Evanescence
OUTFIT; here + blanket ^^
NOTES; yay xD
CREDITS; lisathecat of CAUTION 2.0!