#rav:krystal

[ravenseol-blog]

my room | seolhyun & krystal

{` things have felt.. different since being out of the hospital wing. key seemed to be avoiding her. after giving her that ring that supposedly signified his love for her, he disappeared again. if she had known that this was what being in a relationship would be like, she would have just forgone the whole thing.} - {` she bit her lip, thoughts straying to someone else instead} - {` with a sigh, she turned the corner, heading towards her usual classroom, the one on the ground floor, the one daeryong had found her in and which she had since turned into her sort of study. as she opened the door, she blinked, thinking that she must have gotten the wrong door for some reason, but that was impossible; she came here almost every day and the furniture was the same and the decor was the same and there was that stain from when she had dyed key's hair. but someone was in there, in her room} hi... um.. {` she slipped in, shutting the door behind her} can i help you? {` it wasn't like it was really her room, so she couldn't very well tell the girl to leave.}

[yukiclaw]

✖ searching = yk/sm

clawstal:

[/ Looks up and shakes her head, frowning slightly ] No, I haven’t. But do you want some help? What exactly does it look like? [/ Stands up and begins scanning the common room ]

{` his frown deepens at the response though he nods curtly at your help } that'd be nice, thank you. {` hums as he treaded into the room, his eyes looking about the area } it's a vintage white fujifilm camera. muggle but charmed. {` replies, crouching as he looked under the tables }

[xslyhongki]

∞ too long — hongki & krystal

ravenkrys:

( ; she takes another quick drag of her cigar before letting it slip through her fingers and fall to the floor, crushing it under the heel of her shoe ) yes, it’s been too long. ( ; she nods in affirmation, the rest of her words quietly fading away on the tip of her tongue. she should feel happy to see him—relieved at the sense of familiarity he invokes in her—but a deep sense of guilt rips through her instead. her smile visible falters, she avoids meeting his eyes choosing to focus on his pet instead ) always by your side, that must be nice. ( ; she reaches out to pet the spider, a single finger gentle brushing over one of its legs ) oh, i don’t exactly remember. (; nonchalantly she shrugs a shoulder, still entirely engrossed with nid ) never was one for details. 

Far too long. {`he nods in agreement, his gaze on the cigarette she'd just put out, more curious than judgmental this time as he watches the dwindling smoke from the crushed cigarette when she works it into the ground beneath her shoe} How have you been? {`sensing a change in her, he bites his lip, giving a questioning look her way to make sure she's okay, though he has an idea as to why she seems to be bothered by something, almost appearing to feel guilty} Mm? Oh, yes. {`his own attention turns to Nid, happy for a change of topic, especially one involving his favorite subject, his pet} Never, ever leaves my side if I can help it. You should really get one too, you'd like it I think. {`he finds it odd she doesn't remember when she arrived, but he chooses not to question it, knowing she's often vague with her responses anyway} I just got here, I feel like I'm a little late... have classes started yet?

[xslyhongki]

( ; she brings a lit cigarette to her lips, taking a slow drag before pulling it away ) oh, hongki. ( ; her mouth pulls into a slight smile at the sight of the boy, faint tendrils of smoke curling past her lips ) where's that spider of yours?

{`relaxing once he sees a familiar face, he manages a smile and moves closer to his old friend} Krystal, I’m so glad to see you. {`reaching out, he pokes at her hand that is holding a cigarette, as if wordlessly questioning when she began smoking as well, though at the mention of his spider he reaches for the tarantula that has crawled around to his back, clinging to his robes} Nid’s right here. When did you arrive?

[gryffhyxn]

❝Nothing is Everything. » Woohyun ↻ Krystal

The shape of her lips was what he still remembered, the way they pressed against his own and pulled back. A tease she was, and perhaps the very essence of his rather depressing life style. Perhaps the only victim out the whole lot of them that caught his eye in the first place. No it wasn't love, it was, some sort of attachment -- a fling to put it in simpler terms and she was the victim of such a malicious relationship. 

His brows furrowed together. The Ravenclaw was out there somewhere, wandering amidst the hallways -- they had each other's timetables memorized at this point in time. It wasn't long before she disappeared to her dormitory as the reclusive thing she was. Avoiding society in a much similar fashion of his own self -- at least he had the rest of his little gang. The thought itself was nothing but a joke to him. 

And that's when he heard her footsteps. Those gentle footsteps against the corridor walls, echoing into the small storage cupboard, feeling a broomstick lodge into his ribs. Anticipation as he held his breath, to be careful in such an event made the other almost nervous. There was something terrifying about being caught, but there was also something exhilarating -- not to mention exciting.

No this wasn't love. But this was an attachment that could easily be severed. 

Suddenly her footsteps grew louder as the clicked and clacked to the doors, and he opened it completely, creaking as it did as he grabbed her arm and brought her in the cupboard with him. It had been the entire summer since he last saw her. And she'd changed, her expression perhaps more sunken in as if she had lost more weight, frail in that outline of the cupboard. She was, sharp as her namesake.

The perfect leaned up, perhaps the scent of his mint breath had already given away. At least he assumed. He pulled the cord, blinding both parties with the dim lighting and that's when he saw everything.  He saw those ocean green pools that dripped with long lashes, soft blemishes that touched her skin in the faintest trace, and brilliantly bright red hair that framed the outline of her face, cascading down her sides like waves.

"Should I call you Ariel now?" What an idiot.

[ravenseol-blog]

` infirmary interactions

Seolhyun couldn't believe her luck. She was sure that the spell she was using was the right one, though she did have the tendency to experiment with magic that she shouldn't. Regardless of how it happened, she found herself in the hospital wing. She sat on the bed, waiting as the matron made her way through a long line of incomers. Seeing has she had only singed off her eyebrows, there really was no real emergency and Seolhyun had told the woman that she would be fine to wait.

She sat herself down on one of the beds, scooting back so that she was resting against the backboard, her legs outstretched against the white linen sheets. She tapped her heels together, listening to the clinking that they made, chewing on her cheek absently. She turned to look to the right and gasped, seeing a familiar face.

She never knew this girls name, but she definitely knew her face. Seolhyun could distinctly remember the girl being in the infirmary with her last week. She chewed on her lip. "Hi.. I think.. you were in here last week?" She whispered, going out on a limb in attempting to communicate with the girl.

[yukiclaw]

✖ right here = yk/ks

The male stared blankly at the books and rolled up scrolls that littered the wooden table, his eyes flickering from spine to spine, his attention span dwindling down the drain. He was sat at one of the many desks in the library, having decided against doing work in the commons as things sometimes got out of control there. Contrary to people's belief, the Ravenclaw commons wasn't exactly calm and quiet. When you have a group of intellectuals housed in one room, you bet there'd be debates over everything. Yuki always managed to stun his housemates with his random quips. Either they found his words wise or simply outlandish. "They're searching the world for what's right here," he murmured softly, a bit disappointed at how oblivious his peers could be sometimes. Letting out a sigh, he resumed to study the number chart that had been staring back at him for the past few minutes. He didn't mind the temporary absence of his partner, having been accustomed to being a loner. After all, she'd eventually come sooner or later. His housemates weren't the type to slack when it came to their studies.