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Post by Jay Rastan on Sept 19, 2007 22:44:17 GMT 10
I’m never drinking again”
Jay Rastan was sure the world was against him morning more than any other. What had started out as a bit of a Saphricorn boy’s night turned into what could have been considered party for the entire senior Saphricorn students, and Jay just didn’t know how but it sure had been fun... What he recalled anyway.
As he walked out to the outside entertainment area he noticed almost a hundred empty butterbeer and soft drink containers littering the floor, the disco ball still spinning from the rafters, the strobe light still flashing and the coloured lights still whirling about the walls, and not to mention a few bottles of ‘Ye Ole Man’s Firewater’ the best whisky in the state and had come from Jay’s on private stash for just the occasion.
Trying not to chuckle but failing when he noticed a few of the younger students now jumping around in what he could only call interpretive dancing to the music from the enchanted speaker. They all turned to look at him like deer caught in the head lights and stopped moving. Shaking his head and grinning he continued to survey the mess, many student hadn’t made it back to their dorms had passed out or simply fell asleep where they had been which included on the dance floor, at the poker table, picnic tables and oddly enough there seemed to be a few students in some stacked hay for the animals. Nudging a few people with his foot as he passed, Jay was lucky that he was always prepared for a party and had had some home brewed sobering potion, mind you it only took away the physical sickness and physical signs of being hungover away, but left the ever present headache and the world did seem to be tilting to the right.
While putting on his sunglasses to shield his eyes from the harsh glare of the sun, he tried to remember as much of the previous night, few of the boys sitting around playing poker, then the seventh year girls coming over wanting to join in, then his mind blurred on who exactly conjured the speaker and the decorations, he remembered transfiguring a rock into a table and ordering his house elf, Valpot, to organise some food for the gathering. Things after that seemed to blur but at some stage he remembered dancing with girl, having some drinks with the boys, and more dancing. He didn’t remember how he had ended up without his shirt which he had woken up lacking that morning, nor did he remember somehow transfiguring or conjuring the bed he had woken up in and he really didn’t want to. He also wasn't sure if he wanted a explaination of why he and what appeared to be several other males had bright pink paint spatered on them.
“Can you say, what the hell did I do last night?” Jay muttered to himself as he pulled out his wand and getting prepared to start cleaning up and waking a few of his classmates since it was lunch time and he was sure someone was bound to wonder where the older Saphricorn students had disappeared to.
Jay really hoped he would be stuck doing this all alone otherwise it was going to take awhile and he feared the repercussions of being caught especially by his head of house.
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Post by Tye Coleman on Dec 9, 2007 14:31:40 GMT 10
Tye had been sleeping in the sunlight for the most part of the morning. The dryness in his mouth suggested that he had not closed it when he fell asleep and had indeed dried out the wetness that filled it the night before; the kind usually associated with drinking. He screwed his face up as a shadow past and made the sun shine brighter once it was gone. He opened his eyes slowly, bringing his hands up to whipe the sickly looking eyes snot from the edges where dust had settle where sweat might have dribbled. He smeared it into the wooden bench he had slept on and grasped grumpily around to find a bottle that had been poking him in the back since he fell asleep on it only hours before.
‘What?’ he said when he heard someone say something, unaware that their words might not have been directed at him. Looking about he saw it was Jay Rastan, and the look on his own face told him clearly the boy was just musing more then attempting to strike a conversation. Which was fine with Tye, he didn’t feel he was all that capable of constructing sentences at the moment. He turned his head back and ran his fingers through his hair, it was short but sticky, he didn’t know whether someone had poured something on him or whether it was his fault, all the same it didn’t really matter.
The previous night was something of a blur, and while he didn’t really think it was his fault, he knew he might get in a bit of trouble, they weren’t exactly setting a good example for the younger members of their house.
Somewhere off to the right a rooster crowed in the background and a few of the others around him seemed to stir and curse the bird... rhetorically. He didn’t join in; he was awake enough not to find the birds sounds grating. He swung his legs down off the bench and realised he was not wearing a shirt, and what was with that pink paint all over his chest?
‘You look a might sight better then you did this morning, Rastan,’ he said to the boy as he placed his head in his hands and perched himself upon his knees, ‘See Mariana this morning, i don’t imagine she likes you very much today,’
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Post by Jay Rastan on Dec 11, 2007 0:18:43 GMT 10
Jay startled at the sound of another voice, which seemed as scratchy as his own. Turning around and back tracking a few steps to the picnic table he had passed, he couldn’t help the smirk from coming up on his face as he looked down at Tye, although he had to tilt his head to the left slightly to balance the way world was still tilting to the right.
“Hey Coleman. What’s happening?” Jay said, his smirk turning into a grin as he dropped himself down onto the bench next to the other boy and stretching his legs out in front of him. Watching the other boy out of the corner of his eye, he sighed dramatically and reached into the pocket of his jeans and pulled out a tiny vial which was half full of a orange substance. “Looks like you could use this. Takes away most of the pain, leaves only a dulled down headache.”
Passing over the vial and threading his fingers together and lifted them behind his head and leant his head back into them. Aside from the mild buzz in his head, he couldn’t help but to continue grinning, what he remembered from last night seemed all good to him. More memories seemed to be recovered as he watched more people emerge into the world of the awake.
“You know, we should do this more often. I mean, I had fun from what I remember…which is getting to be more and more, and it’s been all gooood so far” Jay said, dragging out the word as if that would convey his meaning as if his grin could leave any doubts in the other boy’s mind.
Sitting there on the bench the morning after a great night with a friend, soaking in the sun, he couldn’t understand why the other boy had his head in his hands. Surely his hang over hadn’t couldn’t be that bad, Jay was sure he had drank the most out of any of the other seniors. Feeling like a king surveying his land and subject’s, Jay was pleased, he had been able to offer an outlet to those who needed it the most. The stress of classes for the seniors was getting worse, more homework and assignments than ever and the course work getting challenging for some.
Jay Rastan was feeling pretty damn great about being Jay Rastan.
Then the words that his friend has said started to sink in. He looked a sight better than he had this morning? Hell, from what he could remember he had had a two seventh year girls under each arm for most of the night even when he had been ‘cutting a rug’ so to speak on the dance floor. He still couldn’t remember losing his shirt but he could vaguely remember the pink cross on his chest getting there, painted on by Holly Riley and Kim Carter, the pair of seventh year girls he had been hanging with most of the night.
“Okay so I remember how I painted now, did you get painted?” Jay said turning his head to glance at the other boy.
‘See Mariana this morning, i don’t imagine she likes you very much today,’
This didn’t make sense to Jay; maybe he was missing something in his still slightly befuddled state of being. Not even knowing if he should know what type had meant by that statement, he figured he should probably ask.
“What’s this about Mariana?” Jay asked, grinning and nodding at a girl who stumbling pass leaning on a fifth year heavily pointing in the direction of the girls dorms.
The morning after was always a reflection of a party and from what he could see, it had been one hell of a bash.
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Post by Mariana Torrenne on Feb 27, 2008 9:02:18 GMT 10
“Yes, what is this about Mariana?” speak of the devil you might say, some people just didn’t think to look around before they started mentioning names and it was so quiet this morning compared to last night, as if she wouldn’t hear him from where she was laying somewhere on the floor. The measure of a Saphricorn always lay in how well she participated in the parties of her house and Mariana was definitely not short of enjoying any celebrations.
She stood wobbling a little. She didn’t know why she was wobbling as she had avoided all of the approved substance abuse for the parties of under aged students. She gave it over to the fact that the ground was not altogether a good idea for someone who wanted to get a decent night sleep and be able to move the next morning without a great deal of effort most of which would be spent on stopping her from grunting as she moved. She was a lady after all and appearances were something, weren’t they?
She liked Tye, so her question was not scolding, nor was it accusing, it was split with a yawn that turned into a groan and she came to rest again on the bench by Jay with her locks of deep brown falling about the frame of her face, looking as if some obscure creature of feather and flight had attempted to rebuild its empire within the mass of hair which was, to be honest, never all that tidy to begin with.
“Last night was certainly interesting,” she concluded looking about more to try and focus on who was still there. She imagined there would be quite a few people still out of their dorms, though she too had seen the fifth year being led away on the arm of another. She looked towards the girl and noticed it was her ankle that required the support; she supposed some people simply overdid it when they tried to dance in public.
“You’re looking colorful today,” she commented airily, finally being able to focus on things that were close up, she examined Tye at length and then looked away smiling, “Why some people find amusements in some things I will never understand,” she commented still smiling, “How shall we regain our composures gents?”
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Post by Jay Rastan on Feb 27, 2008 23:49:08 GMT 10
Jay shrugged his shoulders when Mariana rephrased his question to Tye.
“I’ve no idea. But apparently you’re not going to be happy with me according to Coleman here. It’s not like I did anything stupid last night or anything, right?” Jay said, remaining in his relaxed position but removed one hand to lift his sunglasses from in front of his eyes as he noticed a single white rabbit jumping through the littered people with a neon pink stripe painted along its back. “Um, please tell me that wasn’t me who is responsible for doing that?”
Taking a moment to think as hard as he could to whether or not he had been running around with the pink paint or if it was only the girls, he was almost sure he hadn’t been running around with paint, but then again the thinking had increased his headache so he stopped but really didn’t like the chances of his innocence on the matter.
“Certainly interesting? That’s the best you can do to describe last night’s total insanity, Torrenne? You disappoint me!” Jay said, chuckling and shaking his head and lowering his sunnies watching as it seemed more and more Saphricorn’s were arousing from their sleep, the now trio talking through the silence and the occasional cry out of an animal probably had a great deal to do with this. Jay couldn’t help but smile when she called them colourful, he almost half dreaded what they had been talking or doing to get them branded with the pink paint but it had all been in fun so what really was the harm?
“You know I think that perhaps neon pink might just be my colour, what do you guys think?” Jay joked lifting his hands above his head and cracking his back and arching his back before leaning back on the bench wondering what a sorry lot they would have looked like at the moment the three of them sitting on a bunch, surrounded by mess and sleeping bodies. “I think I might walk around like this for the rest of the day or at least until I get to the shower then the girl’s can paint it back on.”
Speaking of the girl’s Kim and Holly seemed to be stumbling around giggling and Jay could help but laugh at his ‘partners in crime’ or so to speak as they headed over in the direction of the bench in what could only described as slow staggering process.
“Jay Jay!” They called out before bursting into giggles all over again, stumbling again and Jay’s hands shot out from behind his head to one of each other waists to stabilise them. “So helpful aren’t you?”
“Yes, Yes. Ever so helpful, perhaps you guys should go shower it up and grab some food from the Hall.“ Jay suggested to the girls, who in return giggled and nodded their heads. “Girls dorms are that way just in case you forgot.”
“We expect you to be back here to go to the hall with us, Jay Jay.” Holly said before they staggered off in the direction Jay had pointed out.
“Still standing by that earlier 'certainly interesting' comment?” Jay asked Mariana with an amused smirk watching the girls slowly make their way to their dorms.
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Post by Mariana Torrenne on Feb 28, 2008 12:20:34 GMT 10
Mariana was happy to stay looking as if she were oblivious to what Tye had mentioned, though she knew that he was perfectly on the mark about how she felt about certain things that occurred the night before. Here was not the place to discuss it though and even if it had been; the time was not right. But then as she thought about it, she knew it never could be.
She coughed a little to clear her throat as the nights phlegm gargled up into the back of her mouth. It tasted a lot like what she had been drinking and eating last night, which together did not taste very nice, she became abundantly aware that she needed to go and brush her teeth. There could have been nothing better to think about when the other two showed up.
Her face went stony and her gaze could have chilled the sun. She knew neither of them would look at her and so this reaction, while unconscious, was one she could get away with. It set her teeth on edge the way they called him ’Jay Jay’ she knew both of these girls and though she had nothing against them before she had, the previous night, decided that they were both nothing more then common sl... no she could not bring herself to consciously think that about them.
She looked to the ground.
It wasn’t their fault they were attracted to him. Further to the point it wasn’t his fault he wasn’t attracted to her, it was genetics, and perhaps the fact that she’d not learned enough to know how to change her appearance magically. She returned to that look of buddy buddy nothingness and watched the two girls saunter away after being dismissed. She didn’t know why she was jealous of them, if a guy ever tried to dismiss her the way he dismissed them like they were his little amusements; she’d have cursed him.
She smiled at the thought of that just as he started talking to her again.
‘I stand by what I say,’ she said with a smile that would have looked rather sweet on someone prettier, ‘Last night was certainly interesting, I am sure those two thought so, i think everytime i turned around you were dancing with one or both of them,’ she hastily added to coverup, ‘Though I don’t really remember seeing much of you last night, I was busy elsewhere,’ she didn’t know why she had to add that but it made her feel a little bit better.
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Post by Jay Rastan on Mar 2, 2008 20:33:02 GMT 10
It was a good thing that Mariana said that she had been busy the previous night, Jay certainly had hoped that everyone had had fun. Mind you parts of his fun still weren’t in his head and he still had no idea how he managed to get the bed which after looking at from a distance he could tell was definitely not from his dorm room. Probably some poor second year student perhaps, if he found out he’d get them some chocolate, butterbeer or something to make it up to them, it’s not like it had been intentional.
Jay didn’t think anyway.
Nodding his head and running a hand over his chin, feeling the prickles that were beginning to gather there, Jay let out a massive yawn and stretching again as he still tried to work out the waking up stiffness that was always there, he tore his eyes away from where they had lingered after Holly and Kim disappeared around the corner. He did notice that Mariana didn’t mention anything about what she was supposedly meant to be upset about so Jay figured Tye must have got Jay and Mariana mixed up with two other Saphricorn students, probably some couple or something.
“Yeah, I can’t honestly say I remember seeing you but then again, I don’t remember a fair bit of last night still. I do hope you managed to behave yourself with all the interesting behaviour going on with everyone else. ” Jay said with a shrug and a grin, not that Mariana was the type not to behave herself. “I do remember dancing though. Just got to love that dancing, indeed. From what I remember, those two sure can dance! You know what I think though? I think this is what the house needed, a bit of light hearted fun and shenanigans.”
Looking around the mess and feeling a shot of despair for a moment before remembering he had some help, he clapped his hands three times in quick succession causing his house elf, Valpot, to appear holding a steaming cup of coffee which he offered Jay.
“Thanks Val.” Jay said, gratefully, taking a sip and letting the hot liquid slide down his throat without protest. “So I was thinking, if you weren’t busy you could clean up around here for me, I’m pretty sure a lot of this mess is my doing or because of my doing."
Valpot nodded happily, grateful for something to do since it had been a quiet morning without Jay around.
“I’ll make sure the parents know that you have been a trooper and give you a raise on whatever it is you are earning, how does that sound?” Jay asked the house elf before it let out a squeak, and hugged Jay’s leg and disappeared. “I don’t know what I would do without him sometimes so very helpful.”
Watching in silence as more people were waking up, quite a few with dripping wet heads that made Jay think Valpot had taken upon himself to clear up the scattered Saphricorn students as well as cleaning up after them, it made him laugh even if the grumbling half soaked students didn’t find it amusing be laughed out.
“I think I might take Holly and Kim up on that trip to the Golden Hall, wouldn’t be polite to turn them down would it.” Jay said with a grin to Tye, before offering a smile to Mariana before turning around and walking off towards the boy’s dormitories with a noticeable bounce in his step, planning on showering and making himself presentable for the rest of the school.
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Post by Mariana Torrenne on Mar 8, 2008 20:58:14 GMT 10
Mariana turned on Tye, at least she would have if she didnt know that would be admitting to what she guessed were the implied accusations he was about to deliver to his friend. She didn’t look particularly friendly in the single instant after Jay had left the scene. She didn’t want Tye to think that she was rude or in any way unkind as the two had gotten along for as long as she knew him, and after all, he did seem to be Jay’s friend, and she knew it was important to befriend those who were the friends of your friends.
‘You know, I have often thought that maybe someday something will happen and the whole world will learn that its best to keep one’s mouth shut,’ she said to him a little ingratiatingly. Her eyes were stony, but she knew he would understand why, and perhaps this would be all the warning he would need to understand that he should not make verbal observations to Jay about her. She hadn’t remembered Tye from the night before, but if he had seen her admiring Rastan from a distance, she didn’t feel he needed to let anyone else know, Jay least of all.
She smiled then as if nothing had happened, ‘Now, are you planning on letting the house elf clean up after all of this, or are you going to help him?’ that wasn’t really an offer of multiple choices. She looked about before reaching down and gathering a small plastic bag which was already half filled with garbage before walking away from Tye picking up after the night before.
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Post by Tye Coleman on Apr 5, 2008 9:16:10 GMT 10
‘You know, I have often thought that maybe someday something will happen and the whole world will learn that its best to keep one’s mouth shut,’ she said to him a little ingratiatingly.
He knew he had put his foot in his mouth before he had even needed to hear her snap at him. He knew he should have waited until he was more awake before starting something like that, perhaps then he could have been surer about Mariana’s absence. Tye decided from this point on he might just take her advice. After all, what was there to be gained from talking with Jay about the strange and near volcanic relationship he had with Mariana, she was a top chick to be sure, but she wasn’t exactly what you would call a looker.
He breathed heavily as he turned to look about the mess from the night before. He didn’t exactly mind that Jay wasn’t around to help clean up, he was more then capable of helping, and in fact it hadn’t crossed his mind that he shouldn’t have to help. Saphricorn’s were just like that he supposed as he reached down and grabbed a hold of a crushed paper cup from the night before. It still had the strong smell of the residue from the drink it contained the night before. He smiled thinking back on the previous nights activities.
It had been a night worth remembering.
**THREAD CLOSED**
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Post by Lady Amberly Ameraid on Apr 5, 2008 9:17:13 GMT 10
[LOCKED BY ADMINS AS COMPLETED THREAD]
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