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Isaiah’s entrance onto the scene was swift; of course he’d been keeping an eye on Bron ( she was, thankfully, much easier to keep track of than Ruben ), and while he’d been pleased to see she’d avoided her new group of friends, her protests meant that he had to step in. “I think she’s made herself QUITE clear, actually. So, if you wouldn’t mind….” His appearance had, apparently, been enough to make the boy reconsider; after setting his sister down, he made himself scarce. “Are you all right, Bronwyn?” His hands found her shoulders, and he crouched down to meet her gaze—-he probably hadn’t been as present as he should have been with her, lately, but with everything going on…. “He hasn’t been giving you any other trouble?”

“ Issie, MY DARLING BROTHER, I am perfectly, a b s o l u t e l y, entirely fine. ” A hand, slight in shape, ( quite like the rest of Bronwyn, ) met his cheek for a brief moment, warmth swelling in soft brown eyes. Like she worried about the two of them, she knew Ru and Isaiah worried about her. And so, when either of the boys asked, she was fine. Fine, fine fine. Even when she wasn’t. “ Him?? Ru gives me more trouble than he ever has. Speaking of, I MISS the two of you. So un-furrow those brows and make fun of my homeless-looking friends, or call me short. Just no more looking like father for the rest of the night. Smile. ”

#( chat. )#( chat: isaiah. )#( isaiah: chat 1. )#isaiahtravcrs #( event: pool pardy. )#bron's like did all of u know that my brother isaiah travers is a prince

finniganpatrickthomas.

“Fine, fine, but, only if you push me in first?? Then, you can be Patrick Finnigan-Thomas FREE for the rest of the night,” Patrick stopped then, bending down as to let her off his back, “ and that’s a Patrick Finnigan-Thomas GUARANTEE ….. – or you could always just jump in with me??”

Slipping safely to a stand, billowing laughter parted from Bron’s lips. “ Patrick Finnigan-Thomas FREE?? Oh no. What a tragedy, a SHAME. Scandal and o u t r a g e !! ” She extended her hand and wiggled her fingers, an offer for him to take. “ I’ll jump in with you, my dear, but you must PROMISE that my days shall never be Patrick Finnigan-Thomas free, lest a poor girl suffer withdrawals. ”

#finniganpatrickthomas #NERDS #( chat. )#( chat: patrick. )#( patrick: chat 1. )#( event: pool pardy. )

sterlingrosenthals.

An all inclusive student event always managed to fracture by the exclusive possession of a small part of the room – the better part, they would say – by the pureblood elite. Sterling rarely left these perimeters on an evening like this, but a certain high-pitched, deafening, and fatally irritating squeal left him with no other choice. ‘I got this,’ Sterling told his friends, who were lacking the concern they’d usually show had it been one of their other girls, Binks or Fleur. Through Gabriel, Bronwyn‘d recently become a significant part of their specific group, and that meant no muggleborn was allowed to run around with Bronwyn on their back. “Put her down.” Sterling stood firmly next to the sixth year, who remained silent and didn’t move. “Hello, are you fucking deaf?” He knocked on the younger boy’s head, intended to hurt. “Fucking put her down, or I’ll feed you cement, then me and my mates back there can see how well an ugly bastard like you can swim once we throw you in. Put her down.”

Blood drained from the boy’s cheeks, as the undeniably apprehensive but wide and true smile on her lips dampened. After another few moment’s shock, and she was returned, safely, to her feet. “ Thank... thank you Sterling, ” the girl begun, clarity post Sterling’s caustic THREATS taking it’s time to kick in. Bronwyn willed herself into a smile of amicability, even a little warmth. “ That was rather kind of you. ” ( Kind??? Yes, kind, she assured herself inwardly. ) “ Are you enjoying yourself so far?? ”

#( chat. )#( chat: sterling. )#( sterling: chat 1. )#( event: pool pardy. )#sterlingrosenthals

regmulcibcr.

Reggie blocked the path to the edge of the pool, shoulders squaring and rubbing her neck with her arm. Her eyelids fluttering, she spoke clear and low. “I don’t believe you have her permission to throw her into the water where, unprepared, she could hit her head or worse, so I suggest you put her down nicely and step away, sweetie.”

As per Reggie’s ORDER suggestion, Bronwyn was once again ( mercifully ) placed upon her feet. He no sooner scattered off, and the brunette was left grinning at her friend. “ You’re a real, modern day hero, Reggie Mulciber, ” the girl beamed. “ You put the Greek Gods and all their offspring to shame. ”

#( chat. )#( chat: reggie. )#( reggie: chat 1. )#regmulcibcr #( event: pool pardy. )

“ Oh, deary me, eeeeeep!! ” She squeaked, bobbing about wildly as the perhaps too excitable ( and definitely TOO tall for his age ) sixth year carried her about. “ When I said I’d rather just stay put, I really, truly did mean it. No, no, nononononono, ” Bron protested when he neared the water, and seemed to be preparing to throw her in.

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sterlingrxsenthal-blog

What do you wanna do for Halloween, then?

bronwyntravers-blog

We could go to one of those haunted house things —- the ones where they scare you? Or we could figure something else out to do here. I’ll definitely bake some Halloween-y stuff. Oh, and costumes!!

#gettin psyched bron #sterlingchat.

sterlingrxsenthal-blog

Then why do you look like he did?!

bronwyntravers-blog

It’s just my parents. But it’s nothing new, and I’ll be fine. So stop fussing, let’s talk about something else.

#she's trying so hard to swerve him having a go at any of the lads LOL #sterlingchat.

sterlingrxsenthal-blog

Don’t fucking lie to me! What’d that bastard fucking do?!

bronwyntravers-blog

I wouldn’t lie to you, Eros didn’t do anything. You’re going to spill your tea again Sterling.

#sterlingchat.

sterlingrxsenthal-blog

Did something happen? Was it Eros Selwyn?

bronwyntravers-blog

No, nothing happened. So you needn’t go fighting about the castle with him.

#sterlingchat.#y the fuk u lyin

sterlingrxsenthal-blog

What’s wrong with your face?

bronwyntravers-blog

Do I have icing sugar on it or something?

#sterlingchat.#his face is so stupid LOL i love it

sterlingrxsenthal-blog

If it’s that stupid fucking party, then no.

Do you have to wear that to the event?

bronwyntravers-blog

Something else? We’ll find something else.

Hm? No. I don’t, I suppose. I’ll wear another dress.

#sterlingchat.#bronwyn is Sad #whalt esle is new

sterlingrxsenthal-blog

Sterling clenched his jaw, and simply offered a small shrug in response to her expression of gratitude. “Nothing,” which usually meant something, and something was usually a fight or several. “I fucking hate Halloween.” Lie. “Anyway, that event… thing. A pureblood thing?”