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Steff had been reading the compy threads. And she thought that people should not be disappointed. She didn't know who this evil person was that the compy poster was talking about, but, hey, if ever opportunities to fuck with people presented themselves, Steff would be on them.

Which was why she now stood in the entrance hall, carrying a basket containing two large blue beach balls. She was also carrying a sword. Occasionally, as a house elf darted past, she would emit an evil laugh. Said laugh was not nearly as awesome as Lezard's, but it sufficed. At least it sent a few house elves screaming and backing away quickly.

Date: 2010-05-23 07:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lion-in-white.livejournal.com
((by prior arrangement))

As Steff was involved in laughing evilly at a house elf, Jaime came up from behind and skewered one of her beach balls with a knife generally used at table.

"I trust I have been missed." He was smirking.

Date: 2010-05-23 07:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lion-in-white.livejournal.com
"Try and tell me you've never slept in a stable before." He threw the dingy white cloak back over his shoulder, revealing clothes at least cleaner (or else the grunge was less noticeable, since the rest of his attire was not white), and the glint of his golden hand.

Date: 2010-05-23 07:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lion-in-white.livejournal.com
"Spare me your perversities. I need a sparring partner, not a jester. Did I misremember your Sorting bribe?"

It was at Steff's Sorting (http://community.livejournal.com/hogwarts_hocus/1691024.html?thread=90642576#t90642576) that they'd met. After Jaime called Steff 'fucking creepy and irritating,' they'd hit it off splendidly.

Date: 2010-05-23 07:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lion-in-white.livejournal.com
"Elf," called Jaime. He was not addressing Steff. A house-elf scurried up, carrying the pair of practice swords (http://community.livejournal.com/hogwarts_hocus/1730541.html?thread=93156333#t93156333) that Brienne had given him for a wintergift, before he'd left Hogwarts and returned again. He'd reacquired his white cloak in the same manner, elves bringing him what possessions had been left behind; gods knew he hadn't unpopped with it.

Date: 2010-05-23 07:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] woocha.livejournal.com
BALL! Wishbone know what beach balls are and likes what he sees. I wanna play with the ball I wanna chase the ball come on come on come on throw the ball throw the ball!

Date: 2010-05-24 12:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] woocha.livejournal.com
Woocha! Wishbone bumped it with his nose. Thank you! he yelled as he chased it around the room.

This will keep him entertained for a few hours. Or until it breaks. Whichever comes first.

Date: 2010-05-24 12:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arrogantmage.livejournal.com
Lezard had also read (http://community.livejournal.com/hogwarts_hocus/1919224.html?thread=107485176#t107485176) the compy thread.

"Greetings, 'Apos'." He bowed exaggeratedly low.

Date: 2010-05-24 01:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arrogantmage.livejournal.com
"Surely you could never disappoint. How many atrocities have you committed today? I fear an imminent stabbing, should your appetite for cruelty remain unslaked."

He feigned trepidation in too-close proximity to the beach balls. "Such fearsome orbs."

Date: 2010-05-24 02:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arrogantmage.livejournal.com
"Perhaps you have one lying around ready to be released."

Did he say that? YES, HE DID.

Date: 2010-05-24 04:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arrogantmage.livejournal.com
That might once have elicited a grimace of distaste. Now he merely adjusted his glasses.

"I have learned a few things. Among them, the detestable nature of female flesh. So cloying, so ..." He wrinkled his nose. "Odorous. Amaranth excepted by nymphly nature, of course."

Date: 2010-05-24 06:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arrogantmage.livejournal.com
"Besides which, women are boring." Valkyries and nymphs excepted, again, of course.

Date: 2010-05-24 07:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arrogantmage.livejournal.com
Lezard frowned. "I have grown weary of them. Their malaise, their petty self-centered concerns, the dullness in their eyes."

His experience with Mio had shaken him badly. Everything he said about women was actually only true of Mio, or at least his perception of Mio, during the time they had spent together, suffering the dream curse she had given him.

"Even hurting them is boring," he continued drearily, recalling his efforts to humiliate and taunt Mio after he had decided to hate her, "and I can no longer enjoy the thought. There is always the possibility of contamination."

Date: 2010-05-24 08:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arrogantmage.livejournal.com
Lezard closed the distance between them and took one of Steff's hands between both of his. He regarded her with such smoldering intensity it was a wonder his gaze did not catch anything afire, focused through the lenses of his spectacles.

"You are the perfect object of desire." All the girly appearance and none of the gross female plumbing. A dream come true.

Date: 2010-05-24 01:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hot-german.livejournal.com
I would be happy to help you with that problem," Dieter said, pointing to Steff's blue balls.

Date: 2010-05-24 03:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hot-german.livejournal.com
"My place is closer." He had no idea if that was true, but he knew his room was well stocked for any sort of adventure. "Or we could play right here."

Date: 2010-05-24 04:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gourmetchairman.livejournal.com
Kaga raised an eyebrow as he passed her by.

"O...kay? Why do you have a sword and inflatable balls?"

Date: 2010-05-24 04:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gourmetchairman.livejournal.com
Kaga rolled his eyes. "Mature."

Yeah, he had better things to do.

Date: 2010-05-24 10:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] elegantsamurai.livejournal.com
"Ah, Steff, it has been awhile," Yukimura said, passing by from reading another (http://community.livejournal.com/hogwarts_hocus/1925693.html) compy post. He smiled at her. "It seems you are amusing yourself," he said, amusement in his voice.

Date: 2010-05-25 01:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] elegantsamurai.livejournal.com
"Oh, I am sure there are those around who would be interested," Yukimura said, brushing his hair back as he walked closer to Steff. "It entirely depends on what you deem 'entertaining.'"

Date: 2010-05-27 11:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] elegantsamurai.livejournal.com
Yukimura tilted his chin, returning Steff's gaze with one that burned with desire, though it was a desire that could be easily directed toward violence in the form of sparring or sex, depending on which Steff preferred. "You do make such delightful proposals, though, which shall it be?"

Date: 2010-05-27 10:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] elegantsamurai.livejournal.com
Yukimura stepped forward as well, his gait confident. He reached over to caress Steff's arm and then took her wrist and twisted it subtly into a joint lock. "That does sound entertaining. Shall we find a place to not be interrupted, then?" he said, his voice still pleasantly conversational, almost amused.

Date: 2010-05-30 11:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] elegantsamurai.livejournal.com
"Unless you're really in a mood to protest, though, I also think you'd enjoy having your protests overridden," Yukimura said softly as he led her to a conveniently empty classroom. He smiled, looking around it. It would be suitable for whatever they decided to do, he thought as he pushed the door closed.

Date: 2010-05-29 01:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mnemosyneeater.livejournal.com
Having read the compy post, Apos was...amused.

Keeping his hands in his pockets, one hand curled around his pocket knife, he watched Steff until she was close enough to speak too. "Very amusing," he said, sounding quite sincere.

Date: 2010-05-29 04:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mnemosyneeater.livejournal.com
"People can become very sour if they cannot laugh at themselves," he said, his smile remaining. It did not, however, reach his eyes anymore.

He tilted his head, thumbed at his knife as he walked towards her slowly, wandering, really. "I never really did like the internet, computers, whathaveyou. But, they have their uses."

Date: 2010-05-29 04:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mnemosyneeater.livejournal.com
He laughed.

"Shouldn't that be your cue to start writing some? Or would you prefer to make it?" come closer, he wanted to say. Let me show you how amusing I find you tarnishing my plans. Plans of which involved people fearing him, for the most part, not treating him like a sideshow clown; ridiculous as much as he was intimidating.

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