Sunday, March 5th - Midday in the Common RoommasterdevlinJanuary 15 2007, 04:29:03 UTC
Normally Adrian wasn't one to loiter in the Common Room. There were far better places to spend one's time, away from the rabble and their senseless noise, but it seemed a good week for gossip and as Apollo appeared fond of the fire, Adrian wasn't keen to object. He reclined comfortably in an armchair and watched his fellow students with a lazy gaze as the snow flurried just beyond the window pane. "What do you think, dear cousin? Lovely week, wasn't it?"
Re: Sunday, March 5th - Midday in the Common Roomlord_euthanasiaJanuary 15 2007, 04:38:14 UTC
"What do you think, dear cousin? Lovely week, wasn't it?"
"Indeed it has," Apollo turned away from the book he was reading, mirroring the smirk he found on Adrian's face. "One seemingly full of... peculiar events. But ones that warrant celebration as well. Why look, cousin! There comes the Parker boy! Now it would be dreadfully rude of us to not congradulate him on his recent jettisoning, would it not?"
There was a twinkle in his hazel eyes as he observed Danny, knowing quite well that the older boy could hear him clearly.
Re: Sunday, March 5th - Midday in the Common RoommasterdevlinJanuary 15 2007, 05:27:39 UTC
The corners of Adrian's mouth turned up in an unkind grin. This was one of his favorite games, after all. "I dare say it would, though he's not likely to appreciate it," Adrian drawled, watching their mutual roommate with a gaze that challenged Parker to acknowledge the conversation. "Pulled free from Cowan a bit too late, I'm afraid. Already tainted."
In truth, Adrian had less problem with Parker and the Gryffindor than others might expect. He had no particular hatred for them aside from the fact that Parker insisted on continuing to live his miserable wasted existence and that the other boy kept finding his way into what should have been Adrian's sanctuary from the rest of the school, namely the fourth year boy's dorms. No, Adrian simply enjoyed picking at other people's pain to see just how far they could be pushed.
Re: Sunday, March 5th - Midday in the Common Roomlord_euthanasiaJanuary 15 2007, 05:53:35 UTC
"Oh Adrian, were it not the truth. However, I like to believe that we Devlins are of generous natures as well as being genteel." Snapping his book shut, Apollo leaned over the armrest of the twin arm chair, closer to Adrian. "A romantic soul such as myself must profess a desire for a reconciliation between the two. Otherwise, I must admit that my nighttime entertainment shall fall flat once more. I didn't have a chance to break in the score cards yet. They are rather lovely score cards, aren't they, cousin? I even managed to make them glitter with glowing lights."
Re: Sunday, March 5th - Midday in the Common RoommasterdevlinJanuary 15 2007, 06:35:39 UTC
"Lovely though they may be," Adrian said, tilting his head ever so slightly to the side as he gave his beloved cousin a look, "I fail to quite understand the particular glee you take in documenting every occasion on which my sleep is disturbed by that...romping. It's undignified enough that we must listen to it. Now you want to keep score?"
Adrian glanced off over the room again. Parker seemed to be moving on without taking the bait. Disappointing, that, but no matter. "I'm sure you'll find some other use for your glittering cards," he assured. After a moment the smile returned to Adrian's face and he looked back at Apollo, "We could keep track of how often Salix and Bly go on and off. Granted you'll run through them far too fast in that event and bothering to keep track is hardly worth the effort," he noted. "Nonetheless, I'm sure you'll find something."
Re: Sunday, March 5th - Midday in the Common Roomlord_euthanasiaJanuary 15 2007, 06:50:08 UTC
"Such as I joining you in your hobby of the Perturbation of the Salix and Bly?" Apollo gasped with mock surprise, his hazel eyes dancing. "Spectacular idea, relation! They may not be the prince-and-the-pauper pair that I so delight in vexing, but an adequete replacement!"
He laughed then, a ringing, pompous laugh, as he carelessly waved the leatherbound book of wizarding poetry. "Ahh for what merriment lies in the future of our continuing youth as we go forth. 'The condition of perfection is idleness: the aim of perfection is youth.' Don't you agree, Adrian? Such a shame that the majority of youths has no idea that they are close to the ideal and thus choose to let it pass by."
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"Indeed it has," Apollo turned away from the book he was reading, mirroring the smirk he found on Adrian's face. "One seemingly full of... peculiar events. But ones that warrant celebration as well. Why look, cousin! There comes the Parker boy! Now it would be dreadfully rude of us to not congradulate him on his recent jettisoning, would it not?"
There was a twinkle in his hazel eyes as he observed Danny, knowing quite well that the older boy could hear him clearly.
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In truth, Adrian had less problem with Parker and the Gryffindor than others might expect. He had no particular hatred for them aside from the fact that Parker insisted on continuing to live his miserable wasted existence and that the other boy kept finding his way into what should have been Adrian's sanctuary from the rest of the school, namely the fourth year boy's dorms. No, Adrian simply enjoyed picking at other people's pain to see just how far they could be pushed.
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Adrian glanced off over the room again. Parker seemed to be moving on without taking the bait. Disappointing, that, but no matter. "I'm sure you'll find some other use for your glittering cards," he assured. After a moment the smile returned to Adrian's face and he looked back at Apollo, "We could keep track of how often Salix and Bly go on and off. Granted you'll run through them far too fast in that event and bothering to keep track is hardly worth the effort," he noted. "Nonetheless, I'm sure you'll find something."
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He laughed then, a ringing, pompous laugh, as he carelessly waved the leatherbound book of wizarding poetry. "Ahh for what merriment lies in the future of our continuing youth as we go forth. 'The condition of perfection is idleness: the aim of perfection is youth.' Don't you agree, Adrian? Such a shame that the majority of youths has no idea that they are close to the ideal and thus choose to let it pass by."
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