Asbjørn Wolfgramm- Rud

Graduated Ilvermony. Wampus. 26. Auror on Probation.   

[asbjorn-wolf-rud]

ellievslondon:

Had Az not been inundated with his own grief, he would have seen the living twin jump in her seat when his thighs hit the table. As he bolted, her head buried into her hands, palms pressing into her eyes, trying to erase a playback, trying to quell tears that she just didn’t have anymore. As the world in her head stilled it was was replaced with anger. She was angry for feeling this way still. Angry that Az had to deal with this now. Angry that she couldn’t stop it. She was tired.

She knew she had to follow him. Az may have done his best to protect both twins in school, but Ellie had never really let him - not that it stopped him from doing his best. It was times like this when she would have stood as strong as him. She wasn’t strong now. Not even with the three shots. Especially not with the three shots. She reached across the table and took one of his, looking it in the eyes. Amber glinted like the eye in the dark of the rabbit hole. There was a moment of hesitation, a moment of better not, of drunken sobriety. Then it was gone anyways.

With a deep sigh, she pushed herself up. She didn’t know exactly how long she had given Az on his own, but she wasn’t worried. He would have been gathering himself. He wouldn’t leave her there. She trusted him that much, inherently. She slipped from the table, moving like a liquid. She was starting to feel her insides slosh as she walked outside. She was quiet as she approached Az.

“Hey,” Her voice was soft, standing right in front of him. This quieter Ellie was rare. This gentleness was something perhaps stolen from Vix, but it didn’t change how genuine it was when she opened her arms, leaning towards him for a hug.

Az sighed his vocals quivering reminding him of the way he cried when he was a child, sniffles escaping involuntarily after a fucking good cry. He wrapped his arms around her, his elbows locking together. He needed to feel her close. He closed his eyes as his breathe synced with her heartbeat. The thump-thump, thump-thump engulfed his eardrum mimicking the clap of thunder just a few miles away.

Az soothed quietly at the feel of her fingertips softly rubbing against his back. He could feel the build of conversation imminent. She took in a breathe a smile crossing her features as her body tensed at the beginning of speaking. Their togetherness didn’t feel awkward, but they couldn’t stay out here all night draped upon the other next to a pile of mildewed clothes, broken beer bottles, and rusted dumpsters.

At her words, Az snorted shaking his head against her shoulder as he sat up looking into her identical eyes. El. Vix. They were so different and yet so similar. He hated how identical they were. Especially now, but in some ways, it made him happy to feel her so near. His thumb rubbed her shoulders as he resisted the desire to lean forward, his body closing distance completely with his lips aching for a need to feel her against his bare skin. He tensed. His breath caught briefly as he played it off with a cough and a sniffle.

He looked up at her rolling his eyes. “I can show you some time to-to. Shirt ripping and button popping come with a warning label. Be prepared to melt upon impact.” Az smirked winking at her. His wet eyes glistening in the outdoor artificial luminescence while the moon hid behind a cluster of rooftop shingles and tin tapestry.

Az took in a deep breathe, unwilling to pull away but the need lay present all the same. This was too heavy. Too much for a sober Asbjorn. He needed a drink...or twenty. It was not so suddenly apparent that 2 a.m. would arrive and his need to punch or fuck something would roll by like a much-needed taxi.

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slytherin-better-win:

Doing the same, Madison looked the man over a few times before flipping her hair over her shoulder and staring. “I feel like I’ve met you before, were you a knight in a shining leather jacket? At that bar, when an asshole was talking to me.”

Az chuckled at her words placing his glass down softly, nodding, “Why yes Your Highness I was. Though if memory serves me right, I remember you not really needing my assistance. I believe you could have taken him easily. I have found the smalls woman have the biggest bite.” He nodded down to her with cheers of respect.

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ellievslondon:

At his words she thought she was going to choke and start crying right there. The idea of Vix married with kids was a dream to her. She kept it together, as much as she could. Taking a seat across from him, she dropped like a rag doll. Raising her wand, she wordlessly cast a spell to dull the noise. They could still hear the music in a muted distant way. The incomplete blockage was on purpose. White noise helped calm her nerves.

She still looked down at the glasses on the table, muttering, “I can’t believe they actually gave you a plastic cup. Now they’re probably worried that you’re going to break stuff,” These words were a way of taking the edge off, procrastinating what needed to be said, hopefully for the few minutes it took to start digesting the alcohol.

Sighing, she pushed a strand of hair behind her ear, looking to the side, at the wood paneling on the wall. She wished he hadn’t mentioned Vix. It would have been nice to pretend for an evening that the death of her sister wasn’t hanging over her, to reunite with an old friend. It was ironic that she found him now. For months after Vix’s death she had tried to find him.

“Do you know me Az? This is me now.  It’s been me for the past two years. Sometimes more so than others, but nonetheless,” She took a shaky drink from her glass. Settling it down, she noticed her own knuckles were white, “I don’t always know myself. Not that that’s new. She knew me better than I knew myself. Maybe you did, too. We were a team. Maybe. Turned out I was kind of a third wheel, but let me have my fantasy. I don’t get a lot of happiness anymore. I’m all escape, at least that’s what the doctors say.”

“I wish this was the talk you think it is. God, that would make me happy. I just… Everything went wrong. It was supposed to be you, me and Vix,” Here she started to choke up. It was the first time she had spoken her own sister’s name in over a year, “We were going to be together. All three of us,” 

For a moment she lowered her head into her arms. Taking a breath she drew a strength she knew she wouldn’t have once the shots kicked in, and raised her head. She looked him directly in the eyes. That blue-grey had never looked so empty to him before, “Now it will never be the three of us again. She’s dead, Az. She’s dead,”

Asjbørn's smile faded. His knuckles went white as the color from his face vanished. He felt like he was going to be sick. The musk of the bar hit him as the room began to spin. Without a word he jumped from the booth, the bolted down table slammed into his thighs as their drinks wobbled with the force.

He ignored the hushed tones. His eyes darting for the red EXIT sign. He slammed the door open with so much force the brick wall chipped away by the spear of the doorknob stabbed its core.

He leaned against the wall. His eyes closed as the world kept spinning. His quick breath began to slow as the chill of the fresh air calmed his nerves yet his first still clenched into a ball.

Gone… She was gone. A beautiful free spirit full of life and possibility should have lived longer than even Gandhi, himself. His chin began to quiver as he kept his eyes closed, wrapping his arms around him. He had left without even much of a goodbye. He had been selfish. Vix understood even expected it as she always had. She is… Was amazing.

Tears began to fall down his cheeks as the loss started to set. He could have been there, could have saved her if only he hadn't left. Saved them both. This was on him. El didn't deserve the pain. His thumbs rubbed his arm subconsciously, his mind distracted, unaware of the opening door.

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weasleyxlouis:

“Next year I’ll be your lead officer, so a little respect now could set us off on the right foot.”

Az stared at the kid with a smirk, a snort escaping his throat against his will, “Nah, I’m good thanks. I doubt my undercover work in Norway led me to have a Lead Officer years under me. If they were going to demote me that far, they’d done it three years ago. Jesus man. Here, have a drink, your tidy-whiteys are making my boxers bunch.” He shook his head passing two filled shots over to the blond. Az gave very few respect. With him, it was earned and only a handful had ever received his in return and at least two of those were long gone from this world. 

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domitrova:

Originally posted by mertcannn

She didn’t expect that reaction. She didn’t really want to get drunk… or poisoned, so she waited for him to drink before smiling as if she’s taken one too. ‘’Tasty. Just like juice.’’

Az wasn’t dumb nor was he ill-observant. He had seen her try at a slide of hand. It was his business to why she tried to keep an appearance, nor did he care. “Mm... yes. I thought it was tartier myself.” 

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nottexactly:

Originally posted by sikanapanele

‘‘Always to the unpredictable,’‘ Colin agreed wholeheartedly with the man, but shook his head at the proposal to do shots of those potions. ‘‘… but what if this is really alcohol? I mean, I could take poison, but alcohol? Don’t think so.’‘

Az eyed the man with a smirk and an amusement on his lips as he let the shot pass through his lips. “Ah, I see the logical type?” He grinned, “Smart man you are.” He held his empty glass towards the man with a silent, ‘cheers’.

[hal-lelujahlongbottom]

asbjorn-wolf-rud:

“Care to join in on a night you might not remember?” He grinned holding the drink out to him. “Doing things you probably wished were never done?”

“Uuuuuuh.” Hal froze. “N… No. Uh. Sorry. Actually doing a bit of a resolution to kinda stop doing stuff that I know I’ll regret, so I’m uh. I’m not drinking. Alcohol. That is, I still drink like, water and things. Yeah. Uh. And god knows what’s in those potions but I’d probably better not.”

[asbjorn-wolf-rud]

Az shrugged as he clinked the glass of the man’s in front of him, his water that was, and downed the drink without a second thought. He had had worse in Russia and Norway. What could some little rich kid do to a drink that he couldn’t handle? As he swallowed with a sigh, the shot glass tapped the top of the table as he placed it down, “Good for you. Better too if you keep it up. Most people say fuck it and give it up halfway through January. So good job bro. I’m Asjborn, but most people just call me Az because mostly lazy or can’t pronounce it properly.” He shrugged, “Doesn’t matter either way.” He held out his hand for the man to shake. 

[hal-lelujahlongbottom]

asbjorn-wolf-rud:

Az shrugged looking at the potion once more, “Eh, you only live for the day, right? Fuck it.” He threw his head back letting the liquid slide down his throat, “You?” He asked after swallowing.

Originally posted by evie001

Hal’s eyes widened as he watched the man swallow the potion. “Wow… uh. Me? What about me?” He smiled, unsure whether there was suddenly going to be some horrible side-effect to the potion or not

[asbjorn-wolf-rud]

"Care to join in on a night you might not remember?" He grinned holding the drink out to him. "Doing things you probably wished were never done?"

[asbjorn-wolf-rud]

ellievslondon:

The name Vix echoed in her scull every time she heard it. She had to stop walking as he spoke, his words blurring in and out. Looking down she clenched her fists, breathed in, tried to count as she exhaled, but on three a flashback took over. The third, compression, the thirteenth, the thirtieth. She should have taken the field medic extension. She should have been hit with that curse, not Vix. All three of them would be walking there then.

Coming back to she realized that no, not all three of them would be there. It would have been her and Vix, back in Vancouver, most likely at home, cleaning up after dinner. It would have smelled like lemons, not whatever spice Az always seemed to emanate.

“That’s bar talk, come on,” Her voice was quieter. She was back to that dizzy Ellie he had scooped up inside. Focusing on her footing - her legs felt so wobbly, like she was on a ship, like she had drowned moments before - she pushed her way into a dingy bar. The music wasn’t all that loud, but loud enough that it would shield their conversation from being overheard.

“However many shots you’re legally allowed to pour at once of I don’t know, whiskey? Cheap stuff. I’m not going to taste it,” As the bartender turned to do his job, she pulled out a few galleons, “And a glass of sipping whiskey afterwards. Neat. A double, please. And whatever he wants. Maybe in a plastic cup for him. Something he can’t break,” She laughed, as if it were a joke about his maturity. It wasn’t. She was worried about how he was going to react. She was more worried that she wasn’t going to get the words she needed out of her lips.

When he produced the shots in front of her, 4 in total, she downed three of them, one after the other and passed the last to Asbjorn, “Come on, bottoms up, no time to be a weakling. We have years of bad decisions to catch up on together,” She offered him a smile, a ghost of her usual grin - not to say she wasn’t trying. She was trying so hard. Not everyone would see the difference, but she knew her oldest friend would.

Asbjorn head shot back as his eyes narrowed. Her voice lower. Her body distant. This wasn’t Ellie this wasn’t his El. Something changed in her the moment her sister’s name left his lips. Something was wrong. He could sense it. Especially given her usually bite was met in a less than a fizzle. As they entered the pub he watched carefully analyzing her mannerisms. She threw back the shots all three without a breathe. 

He couldn’t hear her words given the loud lard next to them yelling over the music and apparently being his obnoxious self, he scuffed trying to keep his temper down at the sight of such a loud moron. He heard her last few sentences thankfully. Nodding to the bartender he asked for a beer, a glass of whiskey on the rocks, and three shots in a row same as the lady. “Ha. As you wish.” He smiled but her grin was faint. Her eyes dark and haunted. This was far from his Ellie. But he played the tune and picked up the lonely shot throwing it back like a breath of fresh air. When he placed the glass back down the bartender had returned.

He peered across the bar at his own shots all in plastic cups. The fuck. Cheap ass bar. “Uh... okay?” He glanced at the guy confused yet picked up the drinks that lay on a tray and made his way across the bar and to a booth. “Come on El.” Though he would prefer lard ass not barking in his ear he could tell something was up. He wanted to be alone with her. Away from prying eyes, ears, and somewhere, she would feel more comfortable to talk. He didn’t like the way the atmosphere felt, but he didn’t want to push it. He set the drinks down taking one more shot before placing the glass of whiskey in front of him.

“Alright. I am all ears when you are ready. I know you El. This...” he shook his head, “this isn’t you.” Something was wrong, “Vix and I have been broken up for a while, if she is married with kids I promise it’s all good. Sucks a bit. But, I am glad she is happy.”

Originally posted by karladahmer

[asbjorn-wolf-rud]

hal-lelujahlongbottom:

I do not have a clue. I’d recommend avoiding them if I were you, stick to the normal booze

Az shrugged looking at the potion once more, “Eh, you only live for the day, right? Fuck it.” He threw his head back letting the liquid slide down his throat, “You?” He asked after swallowing.

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weasleyxlouis:

“Did Scorpius invite you or are you here with an invited guest?” Louis narrowed his eyes as his suspicion grew. “How much have you had to drink sir? I am not redheaded and I’m clearly too young to be anyone’s father. You aren’t planning on apparating home tonight I hope.”

Az tilted his head with amusement though curiosity to what crawled up this guys ass and died. “What are you, my lead officer? What’s it to you kid? Don't you think it a bit past your bedtime?” 

Originally posted by n0tabadass

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domitrova:

‘‘It’s poison. Wanna do shots of it?’‘

Az rubbed the back of his neck a litle unsure of the blondie Russian by the sounds of her accent with a shrug he took a potion, “Lived a good life.” He took a shot from the table.

Originally posted by mertcannn

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nottexactly:

‘‘If I know anything about the nerd throwing this party, it is either orange juice, love potions or literal poison. He’s an unpredictable guy. Gotta love it.’‘

Az glanced at the man a chuckle on his lips with a nod of his head, “Huh. My kind of mate. To the unpredictable then.” He picked up to random potions handing one out to the other. 

Originally posted by sikanapanele

[scorped-by-the-gods]

Hallow-Birth-Mas Year’s Eve

[asbjorn-wolf-rud]

scorped-by-the-gods:

He took the bottle, turned it around to read the label, and then nodded approvingly. “Good pick. You pass. You get to live. So, you going potion then or should I open this up?” he shook the bottle a bit.

Az snorted with a shrug, “Glad to oblige. Ha, that so? Eh, what the fuck.” He didn’t usually drink concoctions of which he had no clue of their nature but what the fuck he felt adventurous, “Thrill me.” Though he might not have been invited and though he had crashed he wasn’t about to come to some rich boys birthday party for free booze without bringing something to accommodate. It would just be rude. And Az had good manner if he said so himself.

Originally posted by hunnamsource

[asbjorn-wolf-rud]

slytherin-better-win:

“Hopefully hard drugs. Knowing Malfoy, it probably is. Cheers.”

Az was stunned by the appearance of the girl and then her reaction. It didn’t add up to her features, but who was he to say otherwise. He shrugged taking a shot from the table and clinking her glass, “To hard drugs.” And threw back the drink. 

Originally posted by ihiphop

[ellievslondon]

asbjorn-wolf-rud:

Asbjorn chuckled with a flinch upward of his shoulders, “Aw, Dorthy? Does that make you my tou-tou? Small? Yappy? Could possibly bite my ankles.” Az grinned cheekily with the roll of his eyes placing his hands in his jacket pockets.”You know you’re never going to live down your new nickname. If only Tou-tou had been into green hair dye. I think he might have looked just as badass as you.” 

Inhaling through her nostrils she considered not saying what she wanted to. It fit the tone of classic Ellie bite, but she didn’t know if she wanted to risk angering him after he’d been gone for so long. Still it was only a pinch compared to the yelling that a part of her wanted to do.

Looking at him out of the side of her eyes, she inquired, “I’m never going to live it down, eh? Does that mean you’re not going to fuck off indefinitely again?”

[asbjorn-wolf-rud]

As quickly as her words were spoken Az felt a pain in his chest. His grin evaporating like boiled water. Az stayed quiet for what seemed like ages collecting himself with a nod and a dismiss of his hands in his leather jacket pocket. She was right. It was only fair she still be angry about him leaving. He had left them both her and vix. It hadnt been right. But Vix understood.

He sighed nodding slowly, "Your right to be angry. I expected more fight then words but...I deserve it. I do not intend to leave you or Vix again. I had needed to do it for me. For my family. To find who I was. And you know I've never been good with goodbyes. But you didn't deserve that El. I'm sorry it wasn't fair... So will I see Vix soon as well? Knowing the two of you probably live together." He tried to smile in an attempt to lighten up the mood.

[asbjorn-wolf-rud]

“Anyone know what is in these crazy ass potions?”