hope will never be silent

eoin, 21, newly arrived in lincolnshire, english student (rp blog)

[stacey-stringfellow]

She was still thinking about what she had encountered when she got home, nevermind the mess she left in Scotland and of course the fact that Finn and the rest of the ones who she seemed to adore (even if she didn’t show it) were mad at her. The blonde was truly feeling sorry for herself. She had found a cloak room where the fur jackets and leather itched her skin, Stacey parked herself inbetween them, hurled on the floor like a child, she noticed someone crouching down before her, and she really wasn’t in the mood to talk. 

“Could ya’ jus’ leave.. I don’ want ya’  gawkin’ at me.” Her voice very subtle while she wiped away the soaking cocktail that moisturised her lips.

[eointaylor-blog]

He needed a lighter, so of fucking course he had to go get his, which was in his jacket’s pocket, rather than simply ask one from literally any of the hundred smokers gathered on the boat’s bridge. Maybe, more than the relief of nicotine running through his blood, he just needed the few seconds of quiet he got from standing in the room, the sound of the music muffled by the layers of coats hung there. His shoulders relaxed as the emptiness of place sunk in. Distractedly, he looked for his jacket, and crouched down to check if it hadn’t fallen on the floor. A soft voice startled him and he looked down expectantly, only to find a blonde girl crying. He let out a sigh. Apparently, tonight was the night he wasn’t gonna leave any of the girls who wanted him to. Just like with Alexis, it just seemed wrong to do as he was told. He brushed a hand through his hair as he sat down sloppily, not facing her. He may have had a little more to drink since his last attempt at comforting someone, but that did not mean he would not try. He looked away from her face, maybe thinking it would help. “Sorry, can’t do. I... I don’t mean to disturb you,” he said in a shaky voice, “I just don’t feel right leaving now that... well...” He took a quick look at her face and looked down.

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alexisjadewbu:

Alexis lifted her head as she heard footsteps and came face to face with a boy who was unfamiliar to her, someone she didn’t know. She waited to see if he said anything to bother her, or anything rude about how she was crying, but he didn’t. Which she was thankful for, because she probably would have told him where to go. When he sat next to her, she let her eyes move to the floor, that was until he spoke, her blue hues moved to look at him, her face curious, as she listened to what he had to say. It was sweet, someone wanted to be there for her and they didn’t even know her, he wanted to stay next to her, just to make sure she had some company. Letting her lips tug up into a smile, she gave him one back. Before seeing him turn his head. “Thank you, it means a lot. I jus’ didn’ want anyone questionin’ me on why I’m cryin’ tha’s all.”

Eoin listened to the girl’s answer, a small smile on his lips. He was relieved she hadn’t taken his approach the wrong way or found him weird. He sat back in his seat, his hands rubbing his knees and his eyes wandered around for a second before he turned back to her. He wasn’t sure what to say: on one hand, he had kind of made a promise not to bother her. On the other hand though, he was genuinely worried about her and the reason why she was crying. He nodded in head to show that he completely got her point. He too, from time to time, was caught by a strange uncomfortable nostalgia for something he hadn’t lived. In these moments, a few of his friends had tried to take his mind off of it and it had just pissed him off. He didn’t want to be like that. He thus decided to try and take the girl’s mind away from what was bothering her. “Hey, d’you mind if I smoke?” He took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth but waited for her response to light it up.

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bennielector:

“You have the face of someone who follows the rules a little too much.” She would of said frightened, would of asked what why but she didn’t. Bennie smiled faintly and looked away instead, almost started to wonder what it was like to have rules and people who care enough to enforce them. Best not to, she decided. “You don’t have to, if it makes you uncomfortable but no one here is going to be too fussed about a kid pissing in the sea.”

He blushed and laughed nervously before he caught the strange melancholy that suddenly tainted the girl’s eyes. However he was still in an uncomfortable position and his bladder made sure to remind him of that before he could say anything. He grunted and looked one last time at the bathroom door hopefully. Finally, the truth of the girl’s words hit him - there wasn’t any other solution available anyway - and he turned around. When he came back, he felt both relieved and ashamed, but somehow he felt like he should... thank her. “Err, thanks, for, y’know, the.. the advice I guess?” He brushed his hand through his hair, not being able to look at her straight.

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Who do you miss?

My cat. 

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noradaniels

She took a tiny strand of her vibrant hair and placed it behind her ear, enabling her to subtly turn up the volume of one of her hearing aids. “So, I’ve noticed,” she responded with a mammoth grin. “But don’t worry. From what I’ve seen, you’re definitely the best dancer on this boat.” As the noise erupting from the boat met her functioning ear, the lower half of the girl’s facial features remained frozen in a smile, and her orbs gave the boat a brief once over yet again. She giggled amusingly to herself as she observed some of the occupants of the dance floor. It was hard to differentiate whether it was the alcohol they had induced that was responsible for the ludicrous dance movements or whether they came naturally, but either way, it was a delight to watch. She returned her attention back towards the boy, her smile not faltering. “Yep, definitely the best by far.” Truth be told, she was rather grateful for the boy’s company, yet, she didn’t want to keep him away from having fun with his friends. “If you want to go back to dancing, don’t let me rain on your parade.”

As the redhead talked, Eoin could feel his smile become less and less of an effort. She seemed nice and he started to relax a little. He stretched his legs absentmindedly and follower her gaze as she took another look at the dance floor. A weird sadness lit up in his eyes as he watched all these people having fun, but he shrugged and went back to the girl, unwilling to let the unexplained nostalgia win tonight. He laughed quietly and arched an eyebrow. “I’m not that good of a dancer though, it’s probably just... in comparison.” He chuckled again as his eyes flickered over to a couple dancing awkwardly while hesitating to reach out to one another. As a matter of fact, he did dance better than them, but he’d never admit it. He just loved dancing. When he felt like it, that is. “No, no, I’d rather just stay here.” His eyes wandered over the boat for a moment because landing back on the girl and her magnificent hair. “If you don’t mind,” he added although she had already stated she didn’t. He couldn’t help it : he just did not want to bother anyone. Trying to balance that with his will to meet people and his need not to be left alone right now was an arduous task and his naturally reserved character led him to shrink himself in his seat as if that would achieve anything.

[alexisjadewbu]

“Wha’ ain’ seen a girl cryin’ before at a party, ‘ave ya’? Do me a favor an’ keep walkin’. I jus’ wanna be left alone.” 

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Eoin saw the guy shrug and walk away from the girl, but he couldn’t help and stare. He had heard her say she wanted to be left alone, but it just felt wrong, seeing as she seemed genuinely sad. He took a few steps in her direction, unsure what to say, but he just knew he wouldn’t be able to forget about her. He sat next to her and smiled a little, not really looking in her direction. “I know you said you wanna be left alone. I’m just gonna be sitting here and keeping you silent company though, if that’s alright with you.” He gave a quick look in her direction and smiled again, before looking away so he wouldn’t bother her too much.

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mila-the-nelson

Giggles filled her lips and a nod moved her head up and down. She liked Eoin already; hoped they could perhaps become friends, something she felt she had very few of. He seemed very simple and easy to get along with, from Mila’s complicated mind. “I’d love to,” she replied, with a friendly smile, heading over to the bar with him. “Do you know many people around here?” she asked, raising a brow. It was scary when she’d moved back and she had the majority of her family to rely on.

Smiling, he took her hand and led her to the bar, where he ordered a beer - it was still the beginning of the evening and he did not want to waste such an opportunity to meet people just to get a rush. “What are you getting?” He leaned against a wall and shook his head : “Nah, just my aunt and cousin, I live with them for now.”

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You're such a cutie

*giggles*

*blushes*

oww thanks!

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How's Stamford?

Still getting to know the place and the people, but so far it’s everything I wanted from it! 

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I hope you and Peter become best friends!

Well we’ve only just met, but he seems like a really nice guy! I hope we can become friends too!

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bennielector

“We’re surrounded by water, just piss off the boat.”

Eoin looked at her hesitantly, unsure whether she was joking or not. He had been raised in a proper English family and his parents had always put a stress on manners, and no matter how much he now tried to stay away from everything he had inherited from them, habits stuck. “Really? I mean, I’m not... No, I think I’m gonna be able to... Well...” He did not feel comfortable with the idea. At all.

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peter-ing-out

Peter watched whatever it was fly out of the guy’s hair before floating to the ground, soon getting lost under somebody’s shoe. “Y-yeah you got it.” Peter smiled small, giving a slight nod. “I wouldn’t normally point stuff like- like that out, but I’d been staring at it for a while and thought you might like to know it was there. Because it was on the back of your head. So you wouldn’t have been able to see it otherwise. And I didn’t think it was meant to be there. So..” Peter let his sentence trail off, realising that he had been nervously rambling for too long.

Eoin just laughed louder, staring at the kid. He was quite cute, rambling on. “Don’t worry,” he said after he had stopped talking, “I’m glad you did, grateful actually, since I indeed would not have noticed it all by myself.” He smiled easily and tapped the ginger’s shoulder. “I’m Eoin, new in town. You are?” After all, he had decided to come to this boat party to meet new people.

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bennielector

“No problem, just doing my civil duty is all.” She smiled. “Yeah, I am not sure how lucky you’ll be in that venture.” 

Eoin danced from one foot to the other, unable to stand still in his present condition. “What am I gonna do?” he wondered, looking at the girl as if she magically had a solution. 

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“Sorry. Sorry. I didn’t mean to stare. It’s just, you’ve- you’ve got something in your hair.”

[eointaylor-blog]

He took one more sip of his drink and giggled before brushing his hand through his hair. 

“Is it gone yet?”

[bennielector]

“Eh, wouldn’t go in there, someone is chucking up something fierce.”

[eointaylor-blog]

“Shit. Thanks for letting me know!” He smiled at the girl quickly before looking away in the hopes of spotting another bathroom somewhere. He really shouldn’t have drunk all those beers.

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Initial opinion of lincolnshire people?

I’ve only met a couple so far, but they seem real nice, and sure as hell not as stifling as people back home. 

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noradaniels:

A small, yet still welcoming, smile tugged on the corners of Nora’s lips as her optics landed onto the male who had just taken his seat. She was pretty sure he was the same man she had witnessed on the dance floor just a mere few moments ago, however, her eyes had spent a huge duration of this party flickering around, landing onto object after object, person after person, so, she couldn’t be a hundred percent sure. Not that it matter, anyway. Her eyebrows knitted into a tiny grimace as she watched the inaudible, well to her anyway, words fall past his lips. Being deaf did come with some advantages and one of those advantages was that she was able to lip read. Now, she wasn’t exactly a perfectionist and she did make a few mistakes occasionally, but what with the loud music and the sound of people chit-chatting surrounding them, it was fairly easy to pretend to have just misheard because of the busy environment, rather than to admit that she couldn’t actually hear at all. “No. No, of course.” She responded anxiously. She was fairly quick to notice that the male failed to return her smile, which caused her eyebrow to arch ever so slightly. “Are you not enjoying the party?”

He tried to smile, the corner of his mouth going up, the intention flickering in his eyes for a minute. But just that effort proved incredibly tiring. Eoin slightly shrugged, about to close his eyes in order to gather back enough strength to fight this strange feeling that he would never grow used to, when he heard the girl’s answer. He sat straighter and looked at her thanfully. Maybe company was exactly what he needed for the loneliness to fade away in the background until it was willing to disappear completely and let him be. Usually, talking to his friends when he was like that just reinforced his impression of not belonging, but everything was different here. He had to give it a try. “No, I mean yes I’m enjoying it, just...” He hesitated, shrugged again, unsure how to explain what was happening, or even if she truly wanted him to spat out his deepest feelings to her like that. “Nothing,” he smiled faintly, “just need a minute to breathe, the music got me dancing like crazy.” He forced a little chuckle.