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Post by michael on Dec 8, 2009 2:49:28 GMT -5
 You were hangin' in the corner with your five best friends...[/font] ...you heard that I was trouble but you couldn't resist.[/color][/right] Mike was standing in the corner, staring out the window of the owelry. He wasn't sure why he had chosen to come up here, it just seemed like the most peaceful place for him to be at the moment. It was a cold, grey day out, so not many people were outside, let alone up in the highest tower of the castle. He sighed as he watched a few birds fly by, wishing his life were that carefree.
Turning away from the window, Mike began to wonder if Inferno would show up. He had written her a letter explaining what had happened in the forest and asking her to give him a second chance at this whole teaming up thing. He wasn't sure if she was going to listen, but he hoped she would. Mike leaned up against the wall and closed his eyes, taking a deep breath of the fresh air as he waited.
He opened his eyes again as he heard footsteps. He wondered if it was her, but didn't get his hopes up. Mike ran a hand through his hair as the footsteps got closer, unusually excited. Deep down inside, he hoped Inferno had it in her to give him another chance. But he wasn't counting on it. |
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Post by charriecraziie on Dec 8, 2009 3:15:02 GMT -5
 and it's not like me to hide behind a wall,[/font][/i] AND IT'S NOT LIKE ME TO FEAR THE FALL,- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Inferno shoved the boy in front of her, gave him a look and told him where to stick it. She made her way to the Owlery, alothough she was in no rush to speak to Michael at that moment. The crowds of people dispersed quickly and Inferno took a deep breath, then entered. She caught Michaels' eyes, blushed the tiniest of blushes then allowed her eyes to scan the room. She settled her eyes on her own, rhen walked over and began to stroke her. She nipped Inferno affectionately. She, Inferno, took her gaze back to Michael. "Start talking." was all she said, tapping her foot impatiently, "Why do you need my help?" - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -STATUS OF POST: "WOoooop!!" THE OUTFIT: COMIN SOON![/URL] THREAD TEMPLATE:GOES TO BRIE'S SONG?! AT CAUTION
TAGGED: MICHAEL FINNIGAN [/center] |
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Post by michael on Dec 8, 2009 23:47:36 GMT -5
You were hangin' in the corner with your five best friends... [/font] ...you heard that I was trouble but you couldn't resist.[/color][/right] Mike smirked as the girl he had been waiting for entered the owlery. Their eyes met and he saw her blush, causing him to smile slightly. He watched her approach her owl, petting it for a few moments before she turned her gaze back to Mike. She looked somewhat angry, but he didn't care. He had asked her to come up here for a reason, and he was going to complete what he had started.
"Well, seeing as how I had to run off the other day....we never got to finish our conversation." Mike began, not sure where he was going with this. He leaned back against the wall casually and crossed his arms upon his chest, looking directly at Inferno with his steely eyes. "So...are you willing to help me find my brother? I know what you're thinking: 'you're one of them, shouldn't you know where he is?'. Well....I don't. The dark lord trusts very few with information regarding hostages..." He said, his face serious as he spoke. He paused and waited for her to respond before continuing. |
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Post by charriecraziie on Dec 15, 2009 13:22:58 GMT -5
Inferno rolled her eyes, more annoyed than she was than when she'd entered the room.
"Look, I came here because you wanted my help, not because I want to know what you and your fellow Death Eaters get up to, Michael. It doesn't concern me and I don't want to know." Her gaze turned deathly lethal. She knew all Michael wanted was her to say, 'yeah, OK, I'll help you!' But she wanted to tease him. It'd be fun. She smirked, "Yeah, but there must be some reason you want my help." There was a few minutes silence. She knew he was wondering why she wasn't offering to help, but she wasn't in the mood. Sad and angry aren't a good combonation whilst mixed, and Inferno was both these things. Mainly her parents death was upcoming in two days. Her smile turned friendly in the space of five more minutes, "I'll help. But, where shall we start?"
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