Irene Liddowe
May 18, 2007 11:21 PM
Pardon the noise =) by Irene Liddowe
Irene lay on the Pecari couch, just having returned from the quidditch match. Her eyelids were very heavy, which should be expected due to her recent insomnia. Sleep? Never heard of it.Irene hadn't been sleeping much ever since the surprise visit from the council. Interesting stuff there... Irene had waited... as patiently as she could these past few weeks and it has been a bumpy ride. She jsut wanted answers.
As if on cue, an owl fluttered down to the window pane nearest her. Irene saw the official looking envelope and headed over to retrieve it.
Her hands began to shake slightly and she felt the tear pricking her eyes.
What if I have to go back to Kentucky? What if they make me go back to Dad?
Thoughts buzzed through her head as she took the letter, dreading what could be in the contents, praying for what she hoped was there.
Irene sat back on the couch, her hands still trembling as she held the official, and slightly scary, letter. Is is weird to be scared of a few pieces of paper? But this was her life! This could change everything, or confirm her paradise.
Irene laid the letter on the table, eyeing it with her blue-green eyes, and pulled her legs to her chest. Maybe she didn't want to open it. She really didn't. But she couldn't go forever without knowing where her home was. She had to go back to Michigan! There was no way she was going to be shoved back into the hell she'd grown up in!
Irene brushed the wet trails tears were forming from her face, causing some of her hair to become slightly damp.
Irene summoned her courage, stood, seized the letter, and opened it. She held the folded letter in her still trembling hands, not completely sure if she really wanted to look, or if she was ready.
But, somewhere in the back of her mind, Irene heard Renaye's voice of wisdom.
Okay, come on! It's now or never!
She hadn't been talking about this, but either way Irene found her courage once more and opened the letter.
Dear Miss Liddowe,
The Wizarding Council's Child Services would like to inform you of their decision as to your future whereabouts. After observing the environment of each home and much scrutiny, the Council has come to the conclusion...
Irene squeezed her eyes shut, feeling the tears leak out. Please...Please...Please be Uncle Mike...
...that you are to riside in Northern Michigan with Mr. Michael Warren.
"YES!" Irene burst out loudly. Her heart was soaring. She was going to stay with Uncle Mike! With Raye, with Josh, and Elaina! As soon as term ended, she was going home!
Irene let out a whoop of euphoric glee and collapsed back onto the couch. She had never really felt like she had angels watching over her, but right now she had never been more sure of anything.
"Thanks Mom..." she murmmured into the air. I'm finally free.
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Cissy Tarwater
May 20, 2007 8:39 PM
It's very, erm... loud by Cissy Tarwater
Cissy flung her black hair over her shoulders as she sat at a table in the common room writing a letter to her parents. She was angry with them, more so than usual. She was so angry with them, she hadn't tried out any new spells on her brother since Midterm ended. That meant she was very angry.Even when they were at CoMC, and Paul took to maddling with why she was so mad, she was too angry to hex him. How dare he speak like he actually cared about what was wrong with her. Cissy wasn't stupid, no far from it. Paul hated her, he was afraid of her. He had barely a prick of brotherly concern for her.
And she had even less for him.
But right now, Cissy more wanted to abuse her parents than Paul. Though the two found Cissy as an angel, and Cissy never liked to damage that opinion unless she absolutely hated someone. And she didn't hate the people who had put a roof, no matter how small, over her head. Cissy was just angry, simply disliked their ideas.
Not that she loved them. She didn't love anything but the spells she used.
Cissy's anger was hightened by one of her dormmates reading a letter on the couch. Screaming yes so loud she was sure those in China would hear the blasted happiness. Happiness, hah. Cissy wanted to crush it. No one should be happy when she was this... miserable.
She'd thanked her mother for something.
Cissy snorted to herself. Yes, thanks, Mom. Try thanking a mother who was forcing you to do something you hated. Cissy turned and rudely said to the girl:
"Excuse me, please keep it down. Some people don't want to hear of your little joys."
Normally she would have just ignored this. Normally Cissy would never had said anything like this to someone who didn't know what she enjoyed to do. But her roommates should have noticed her mood was sour by now. And it didn't hurt when someone knew you were sour to milk it on.
So Cissy milked it on. And it felt good to yell, be angry. It felt natural, unlike the sugary kindness. Cissy adored the feeling.
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Irene
May 20, 2007 9:18 PM
Yes, yes it is. by Irene
Irene held onto the letter, still feeling like she wanted to shout to the entire world, "I don't have to live with my father anymore! She hardly noticed anyone near her or anything else that was happening. All she knew at this moment was that hell was going to be kept a long way away from now on. So it came as a surprise when a rude voice come from beside her,"Excuse me, please keep it down. Some people don't want to hear of your little joys."
Irene raised her eyebrows and said back, "I'll keep it down if you lighten up."
As soon as she said it Irene knew she shouldn't have. Irene didn't really know Cissy too well. She knew she was her roommate and that she wasn't someone to run up and hug. But Cissy was her roommate and she should be nicer. But from what she heard, Cissy just liked to be angry. So, if you think about it, Irene was, in a way, being nice... sort of... She was giving her a reason to be angry, which she liked, so isn't that being nice? What is she thinking? No. What she said wasn't nice.
Irene took a deep breath and let it out. "Sorry, I'll keep it down, okay?" She said.
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Caedence
May 25, 2007 7:56 PM
Is there a problem, gals? by Caedence
It was a good day. The news of her mother’s return home gave Caedence a happy feeling she didn’t know how to describe. If she had to pin a word to it, she would choose ‘relief’. But there was a dark undertone, a sense of dread that made her stomach clench. She wasn’t sure why, but she didn’t want to go home. A picture of her father flashed in her mind and she cringed. No duh, that’s why. But she had Elly’s house to look forward to. Would her family be nice? Would they like Caedence? Would the neighborhood kids be jerks?She walked from her dorm to the common rooms, her kitten ever present at her heels. Scrap had taken a liking to following her, and Caedence guessed it was for the better. After all, Professor K. had told her that she needed to pay as much attention as possible. She was getting to like the uneven rough patches of fluff all over her, and the bruise-like marking around the kitten’s eye. It made her look tough, but in a cute way. Still, it was no owl.
She blinked in surprise to see a girl from her quidditch team whooping with joy. She smirked; what in the world was she so happy about? She was about to ask when she heard a steel voice cut through the air. Cissy. Her eyes met in a firm scowl and, sensing her master’s mood, Scrap’s fur around her neck rose. Irene stupidly made a smart comment towards Cissy, then made a pathetic attempt to save herself.
Well, time to step in. “Hey, Irene, what’s up? There’s nothing wrong is there?” She glanced at Cissy, cocking her head innocently to one side. That….witch had done something to Elly. She couldn’t prove it, but she knew it was true. Elly had said Cissy didn’t like her. She would be surprised it Cissy couldn’t feel the hostility that dripped from her in waves. “We don’t want a fight in the commons, right? Don’t worry, Cissy, she didn’t mean it. Irene? Want to hang out at the pitch or library or something?” She jerked her head towards the common room’s door. She hoped there wouldn’t be a fight, she didn’t want to get in trouble for the….umpteenth time.
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Irene
May 26, 2007 10:21 AM
I hope not... by Irene
Irene stood her ground, or sat, you get the drift... She wasn't one to get up and walk away. Her lightened mood seemed to have given her more courage. She didn't want to let anything bother her right now. This was probably the reason she had snapped at Cissy... Irene waited for Cissy to hex her, and held her wand in her pocket just in case...Thankfully, a voice from behind her stepped in. “Hey, Irene, what’s up? There’s nothing wrong is there?”
Caedence from the Quidditch team had walked up. "Er..." Irene began, not too sure what to say. Nothing was wrong with her right now. She was on top of the world at the moment!
"I don't think so..." She said slowly. Caedence was eyeing Cissy with a I'm-not-so-happy-with-you look. Irene definitely felt the tension in the room grow a little more.
“We don’t want a fight in the commons, right? Don’t worry, Cissy, she didn’t mean it. Irene? Want to hang out at the pitch or library or something?”
"Yeah," Irene said with a small smile, ready to head out and escape the awkward tension in the room. Irene picked up the letter from the table and stood from the couch. As she picked up the letter she noticed some interesting words.
...as a result of the information gathered from your Uncle and yourself, the council and Mr. Warren has placed a restraining order on Mr. Damon Liddowe...
Iren grinned tp herself, deciding screaming again would be bad... She wasn't sure how this day could get better! Everything was set! She didn't have to worry about anything anymore! Well, other than school and quidditch, that is...
"Anywhere you want to head to?" Irene asked, turning to Caedence.
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Caedence
June 22, 2007 6:18 PM
OOC by Caedence
OOC: Sorry I haven’t replied. I was waiting for Cissy to reply. I guess she’s not going to. Anywho, I'll have you tagged in the library real soon, okay?\n
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