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[thescottrussell]

@open 

Scott wasn’t too impressed with the current festivities, but stopping by and mixing with other people couldn’t be too bad, especially after a long day tinkering with cars. 

Walking past the pit with the chained walkers, Scott quickly looked away. “Well,” he commented to the person nearest to him, “I’m certainly glad children aren’t around to see that.”

[madnessandrebellion-blog]

Return From Beneath || Open

There was something greatly amiss on this strange island - and that, coming from a Wonderlandian, was indeed a statement. For near a month, Wesley had been stuck beneath the surface, after a small earthquake had caused the entrance of his cave to collapse. For near a month, he had crawled through thick darkness, fed off nothing but bugs, bats, and whatever other small critters he could get his hands on, and fought for his life against the odd creatures that roamed beneath the islands surface. The Skitters, as he had begun to call the elongated, humanoid creatures that constantly vied for his flesh, had chased him all the way to the end of the cavern. Their sharp claws had pierced through his shoulder, latching onto the rock behind him. He remembered screaming, remembered the sound of taring flesh and grinding stone as the Skitter pulled its needle like claws from his body. That was when he saw it. For the first time in what felt like years, he saw light. The Skitter screeched as the stream of sunlight illuminated its grotesque face, scuttling back into the shadows. Wesley wasted no time in wonder, picking himself back up from the cavern ground and spinning to face the hole behind him. He dug until he bled, until he could no longer feel his fingers. Until the hole was big enough to squeeze his body through. When he landed on the hard ground outside the wall, the sunlight so bright it nearly blinded him, he took in the first breath of fresh air he had had in almost a month and began to laugh. 

[partheniarosier-blog]

A Whole New World || Open

There were bonuses to always being left to your own devices. One of them was being able to explore wherever you wanted, whenever you wanted. That was how Parthenia found herself wandering muggle London on an overcast Monday. Muggle watching was one of the seventeen year old’s favourite things to do as she’d never had much to do with them growing up. Muggles were a taboo subject in the Rosier home and Thee’s father would never acknowledge the girl long enough to answer any of her questions. Her grandparents weren’t any better. Her mother would look panicked, hush the girl and call Thee’s nursemaid to take the girl off her hands. The only companionship she ever had growing up had been her younger brother, when their father or grandparents weren’t around, and a small elf named Looki that had been given the job of Thee’s nursemaid. 

Looki was busy with the other house elves preparing for a big party her parents were throwing that night, so Parthenia had been able to sneak out of the manor for a couple of hours. Not that she wanted to attend the party, but her parents would be most displeased. That was a headache she would rather like to avoid. Throwing a piece of bread to a duck, Pathenia sat and watched the world go by in a muggle park. Families ate picnics together, children ran about playing loudly. It was sweet but Thee couldn’t help but feel a little jealous. Noticing someone sit down beside her, Thee smiled sadly. “It’s sweet, huh?”

[andromedadblack-blog]

School Shopping || Open

Andromeda made her way through the busy crowds, her head held high as she maintained a respectable distance away from Blinky who trailed behind. Books, uniforms and a new cauldron had already been purchased and now they were on their way to have several new dress robes fitted. In addition to the many society events planned through out the year, her mother had been made aware of several events put on by the school. Of course that meant that Andromeda and her sisters needed a whole new wardrobe. What self-respecting pureblood girls would show up to an event in last season’s robes? Druella Black had sent Blinky with a list longer than the little elf herself. 

So preoccupied with her thoughts and wanting to head home to her gardens was Andi, that she didn’t even see that she was about to walk into someone until it was too late.  “Oh! I’m sorry!” She gasped and jumped back, forgetting herself for a moment. “Are you alright?” “Mistress!” Blinky gasped, shocked that her Mistress would act so unbecomingly. Flushing bright red, Andromeda stiffened and returned to her proper composure.  “Please watch where you’re going. It would have saved the both of us some embarrassment if your head hadn’t been in the clouds.” Andi sniffed, flicking her gaze at the person in front of her.

[erinxxwilliams-blog]

Don’t Even Try It || {Erin & OPEN}

A cool breeze from the open window had Erin shuffling further back into her little corner of the cell, the rough blanket from her cot covering her legs that were pulled up to her chest. The other witches that shared her cell were gone for the day - to work, they had said. She had barely payed them any mind since her initial melt down after they had tried to calmly inform her of her new life as a slave. She had gone off, the sedation given to her initially wearing off to the point she was able to break the lock on the cell door and nearly strangle one of the guards in her early efforts of escape. She managed to make it outside before three guards took her down, hauling her back into her cell kicking and screaming at them until they gave her a large enough sedative that she passed out. 

Since then, she had curled up in the corner after waking up and stayed like that, refusing to meet anyone’s gaze and not daring to touch the food the guards brought to her. The last fact didn’t go unnoticed and if a couple bruises showed up on her skin once in awhile, well, no one could do anything about it without evidence. The first few times it had happened, the other witches and even a couple of the other slaves in the cells next to her own had tried to get her to open up and talk to them, but to no use. She was a cathedral of deadbolts, stubbornly keeping to herself and turning down any offer of help with a steely look. 

The sound of heavy foot falls alerted her to a guard approaching her cell and subconsciously, she curled up into a tighter ball, her muscles tensing. She didn’t even look at the man as he opened the cell door and picked up the full tray of food on the ground, closing the door with a rattle behind him, the hinges on the cell door groaning their protest. His footsteps receded back the way he came and she relaxed again, her gaze fixed on the little glimpse of the outside world that she had.

Raised voices coming from the direction the guard had disappeared had her turning her head towards the noise. Even the other slaves present in other cells seemed startled by the sudden sound. The shouts quieted down, replaced by rapid footsteps across the floor. Erin quickly turned her gaze away and hunkered down in an attempt to hide as someone approached and stopped right in front of her cell. She didn’t know what was going on but she had a bad feeling that the issue was with her if the person outside her cell was anything to go by.

[chxwon-blog]

     “Do you think I can pull off a beard...?” He softly spoke, staring into the mirror as he thoughtfully rubbed his chin, “Or maybe a mustache? Or both?”

[heyygreyeyes]

Sometimes You Need a Little Quiet || Andromeda & OPEN

It was a relief to be back at Hogwarts - a welcome change from the stifling haze they felt when back at the Manor. However, Andromeda had forgotten how hard it was to share a dorm room with others. It was hard to dress the way they wanted to when they already got strange looks for wanting to wear the boys’ uniform over the girls’. Gwen was a gem of course and never questioned anything Drom did, but they still had to wonder if their best friend thought them strange also.

It was just so much more comfortable to be in pants over a skirt, and the men’s sizing hid Andromeda’s lanky, angular body. Drom’s discomfort in their dorm room, was why the sixteen year old was currently hiding away in a secluded spot in the library, a muggle novel in their hands and deeply engrossed in it.