everlasting arms.

Clio Phryne Perthshire. Ravenclaw, 7th Year.

[clioperth]

giselerousseaus:

“Wouldn’t want anybody to eagle·you, would we? On your side, on the armchair please, duckling.” Gisèle followed, arranging the lurid pink feathers to her liking. ( If fingers lingered being inappropriate, she denied any intent. )·“Would you ever truly regret art·though?”

“No, I hate wren that happens,” Clio mused as she perched herself demurely. Curious eyes watched the carefully contrived rearrangement before the instinct to feign disinterest ( a skill they both knew all too well ) kicked in. “I’m sure it’ll be dovely, but I’m afraid I’m running out of quips pertaining to the avian variety. What medium holds your fancy today?”

[giselerousseaus-blog]

“Mm, I imagine lying naked by a fire is a lot nicer than lying naked in snow anyway. But oh, Clio, you could, but it might get a little hawkward in public.”

[clioperth]

“That would be quite a birden,” Clio teased as she turned away, letting her dress flutter to the floor before arranging the boa. “This isn’t a peepshow, so don’t make me egret this.”

[giselerousseaus-blog]

“Feathers, of course. It’s far too wintery to paint anything but frivolous, fluttering confections. Will you strip?”

[clioperth]

“I suppose I favor this to a stark, dismal snow scene... Owl do it, but I might grouse about it later.”

[drewperth-blog]

“I don’t need any calming tea.”  @clioperth

[clioperth]

“Can’t we just try to get oolong?”

[clioperth]

giselerousseaus:

“I know how you identify with your namesake, Clio, but being open for business sounds a little too prostitutionary, don’t you think? Now the boa. Does violently pink work for you?”

“You’re right, I am an inspiring goddess and am aptly named to pose for you. The real question is, scales or feathers? I think the former would lend itself for a more unexpected composition, though the latter is more accessible. Toss it over and tell me where you want me.”

[clioperth]

“Buy me a boa and drive me to Reno because I am open for business!” @giselerousseaus

[giselerousseaus-blog]

@clioperth.

“Burn everything you love, then burn the ashes. In the end everything collides. My childhood spat back out the monster that you see.”

[clioperth]

“You can’t strike a match without expecting bridges to burn and people choking on your smoke. Every action has its equal, opposite reaction. You weren’t always like this, but you shed hope and kindness like a snake sheds its skin because it was convenient.” 

[clioperth]

“A philosopher once asked, ‘Are we human because we gaze at the stars, or do we gaze at the stars because we are human?’ Pointless really. Do the stars gaze back? Now that’s a question.” @drewperth

[giselerousseaus-blog]

The confession bought a smirk of sheer satisfaction from Gisèle. She wasn’t sure why exactly, but the thought of Clio not being involved with someone else pleased some deeply rooted, twisted part inside her. It put her in a better mood. “I may have,” she admitted, gaze going intent upon her companion. “But I’m not entirely sure how amenable they are tonight to a dance.”

[clioperth]

Clio prickled at the sudden appearance of the smirk. “Why is that amusing to you, Gisele?” She spat the question, but held things back with clenched teeth. Anger, bitterness, and a myriad of other things that she kept buried deep were bubbling to the surface, rippling Clio’s usually calm facade. No, she wouldn’t let Gisele have this victory and her pride. She was vexed, but she pulled out a smile. “You’ll never know unless you ask, and you are not fond of what ifs. So go.”

[scxrpmxlfoy-blog]

“Tell me about it.” Scorpius clinked their glass against hers, taking a large gulp of his alcohol-spiked punch. “It feels like a dragon flew inside my chest and it clawing everything apart trying to get out.”

[clioperth]

“One tastes like perfume, and this one tastes like regret.” Clio tossed the remnants back and banished the glass off to the side. “There’s a love poem held captive in my throat and I just can’t choke it down, where it belongs,” she sighed before plastering on a smile. “What a lovely evening, right?”

[giselerousseaus-blog]

clioperth.

“Sod off, Parkinson. I think I saw some shoes over there just waiting to be made fun of. If you must know, it’s somebody that isn’t worth my time.”

“Rousseau, please. But no, I’m okay. Plenty of fun has been made, thanks. What is up with you? Did your secret flame break your heart or not ask you to dance? Because I could terrify them into it.”

[clioperth]

“No, no, that won’t be necessary. I’m beginning to think that there is reason to believe that I’ve made a wrongful conjecture about mutual interest. What about you? Have you found a victim to aim your fancies at for the evening?”

[scxrpmxlfoy-blog]

“No, I don’t want to dance with you.” Scorpius peeled away from the 5th year girl who seemed to be trying to absorb them into her body. Spotting someone walking past, they grabbed their arm, stepping away from her. “I’m already dancing with them.”

[clioperth]

Being passed from pretty boys to even prettier girls had been a dizzying, dazzling start to the evening. She had made an attempt to step away but was quickly intercepted by her housemate. Clio flashed an apologetic grin to the fifth year before maneuvering into a ballroom stance. “Do you want to lead, or follow?”

[giselerousseaus-blog]

“And who has your heart feeling like cheap alcohol, Perthshire? Did the toad prince of your heart not escort you tonight?”

[clioperth]

“Sod off, Parkinson. I think I saw some shoes over there just waiting to be made fun of. If you must know, it’s somebody that isn’t worth my time.”

[clioperth]

&&.  — ❝ Pining for someone more than an evergreen forest is the most loathsome feeling in the world. Even worse than this, ❞ Clio mused while holding up another glass.  ❝  Cheers. ❞

[giselerousseaus-blog]

@clioperth.

❝Sounds like a first draft of a name.❞

[clioperth]

“I’ve already told you that in retrospect they’ve come to regret Phryne. At least it’s a bit more original than being named after another bloody star, though.”

[fleurdelecours]

Character Name: Clio Phryne Perthshire

Faceclaim: Lily James

Gender & Preferred Pronouns: Female, She/Her

Sexuality: Pansexual

Blood Status: Pure

Year: 7th

House: Ravenclaw

Student Functions: Quidditch, Art Club

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