RP - Theo & Blaise - Thursday night - very late.

[blaise_x_zabini]

Blaise wanders into the 6th year boys dorm, and flops onto his bed. He hadn't realised how much he'd been affected by seeing LeFaye and Boot until Mortale had stormed off for some reason, after he'd pointed them out to him

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[nott_to_be]

*stiffens slightly at hearing Blaise enter the dorm but continues staring at the ceiling, determined to not... to not think*

*hears Blaise whisper, and shifts his gaze, without moving his head*

Hello Blaise.

*he speaks in a tight, slightly constricted whisper*

[blaise_x_zabini]

"Hmpf!" Blaise rubs his head, and groans "I have a headache, please knock me unconsious"

He turns to look at Theo again, to see that he is still staring at the ceiling "Interesting? ... obviously there is something up there, such as a Thestral that I cannot see." Blaise jokes, but still sits up and stares at the ceiling also.

[nott_to_be]

*Theo sighs, rolling over on his stomach and dropping his arm off the bed listlessly*

"That can be arranged."

*He ignores the comment about the ceiling and glances up, watching Blaise with a somber expression on the part of his face not obscured by his hair*

[blaise_x_zabini]

"Well please ... do so quickly, I can't stand the throbbing anymore" Blaise signs, falling back down on his pillow, and rubbing his temples. Staring at the ceiling, had hurt his head even more, and now he felt like squinting.

"Just whatever you do, don't make me laugh" Blaise whinned.

[nott_to_be]

*Theo watched him suffer for a moment longer before resigning his pouting, and, with a sigh, sliding off the bed and crossing to Blaise's, sprawling out on his stomach before him*

You really must find a better way to deal with stress than getting bloody headaches.

*Smiles as Blaise glowers at him and moves up the bed, taking Blaise's hands from his forehead and placing the cool back of one of his hands against Blaise's forehead.*

*Makes a pitiful face at Blaise and removes his hand, leaning in and kissing him firmly in the center of his forehead*

*he sits back, taking one of Blaise's hands in his own and patting it*

Shall I see if I can work out a pain spell of some sort then?

[blaise_x_zabini]

A smile tugs at the corner of Blaises' mouth as Theo pulls away, and takes his hand, patting it.

"Anything to get rid of this damn thump, thump, thump" Blaise scowled, closing his eyes again and groaning.

"So tell me Theo, where were you during dinner? ... and where was Daphne?" Blaise grins, still recling back with his eyes closed, and his hand on his forehead.

[nott_to_be]

*toys with his wand, regarding Blaise and looking pensive as he tries to think of an appropriate spell*

*mumbles a few words and waves his wand at Blaise before smiling*

We had some things to catch up on.

[blaise_x_zabini]

"Ah, I see" Blaise nodded, the pain in his head ebbing away slowly. Whatever Theo had done, obviously working.

"Care to explain that further?" he grinned.

[nott_to_be]

There was some discussion in livejournals. There was talk of syrup. There was the procurement of said syrup. And there was much rejoicing.

*Theo grinned at Blaise but brought a hand to his chin, rubbing his face brusquely.*

I just wish I knew... I feel like I don't understand anymore.

[blaise_x_zabini]

"Don't understand what? ... life? I don't understand life? Why the fuck are we even here? Why am I bisexual?" Blaise laughed, someone stirred in their sleep, but he continued on anyway.

"I don't understand Boot! What the hell is his problem?" Blaise asked himself more than Theo.

[nott_to_be]

Actually, *he muttered with a sigh* I was talking about Daphne... But very well. Life. I clearly have very little regard for it. I am beginning to doubt there is any purpose to this all. Pain is sometimes the only thing that reminds me that I am alive. And what could possibly be the point of that? And I don't know why you're bisexual, Blaise. Why do I-

*stops himself short, running a hand over his eyes*

Boot is an asshole, and that's precisely why you like him. Tell me-

*he started abruptly, looking up at Blaise*

Was Marcus anything like him?

[mortale_peccato]

Mortale's voice could suddenly be heard from the doorway, getting louder and louder.

Hey, mambo! Maaaaambo itaaaliaano!
Hey, mambo! Maaambo itaaaliaano
Go, go, go you mixed up sicialiaaano
All you calabraaise-a do the maaambo like a crazy with a
Hey maaaambo, don't wanna taraaantella
Hey maaambo, no more a mozzaaarella
Hey maaambo! Mambo italiano!

Mortale swung open the door, singing like the mad Italian man that he was.

[blaise_x_zabini]

Blaise laughed at Theo saying he didn't know why he was bisexual, but it quickly turned to a scowl at the mention of Terry Boot.

Blaise nodded. "I suppose in a way he was, arrogant, self-loving, cared only for himself ... alot like Boot to be honest"

At this point Mortale burst through the door singing some horrid song at the top of his voice.