A Memorial, How Sweet

Rome Savage

compulsive liar | professional rockstar
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OOC First Name
Emzies
Blood Status
Mixed Blood
Relationship Status
Single (Not Looking)
Sexual Orientation
Violence
Wand
Knotted 13" Unyielding Dogwood Wand with Essence of Belladonna Core
Age
10/2027
Rome was bored, she was just so bored, while her twin was off doing something else, likely something school related, Rome had gone for a wonder. With the weather a lot nicer than on previous days when she was having a lot of fun just wandered around the school looking for different things to do, but today it just seemed like nothing was really going her way, and she was growing just so incredibly bored. The slytherin had therefore ventured outside, she had left the school building itself and was walking through the grounds, just trying to spot something for her to do. She was planning in her mind on joining the slytherin quidditch team when she was able to in second year, but she didn't particularly feel like practicing today. Instead the older Savage twin was just trying to find something to do. Somewhere to go, and it wasn't proving to be a very fruitful search, since she'd yet to find anything of interest.

Eventually in her walking Rome found her way to a rosebush, and she spent a good moment staring directly at the flowering roses before then down at the plaque which was visible underneath it. Rose Landers, died as a first year in the first year of the school. Well, how could this school not have been shut down then, and all that was to remember her was this rosebush, which felt a little funny since none of the students this girl had gone to school with would be here anymore or likely remember her, or well, very few of them would be able to see this or have known her. Rome smirked slightly to herself and then grabbed one of the rose flowers and yanked it so that she pulled it off. She held the rose in her hand and crushed it as she tightened her hand into a fist. This was so silly, a rosebush for a girl that died. Did they have some memorial for every student that died at the school? Did a lot of kids end up dying at the school? Even though those question swum around her head, she ignored them in favour of just standing with the crushed flower in her hand, trying to spot another good one to destroy.
 


Off on one of the boy's usual outdoor excursions, Silus found himself stalking near the lakefront. Lately, he'd been suffering from wild nightmares. Silus hadn't a clue where they were coming from, but he now slept with the comer of his pillow crammed in his mouth, hoping to stifle possible noises he could be making in his distess. These dark visuals that visited him seemed to go on all through the whole of night, and the boy could only remember vague shadows and whispers when he awoke. Striving to stay awake for the past three days straight, his already pale skin took on a horrid sickly glow and the hollows of his cheeks and underneath his eyes were harshly defined with dark shadows.

The lack of sleep had made his usual sour mood even more-so, therefore doubling his usual hatred towards the other students. His eyes hardened significantly as he spotted a familiar figure standing not too far from him. It was her. One of the vampire trio that had began ruthlessly picking at the feathered wings he'd donned at the Halloween feast. He sneered, suprisingly it hadn't gone much further than that, but he never let anyone get away with belittling him and treating in such a manner.

Creeping up behind her, he noticed she seemed to be crushing something within her hand. Noticing a rosebush before her, he speculated she was picking apart one of the roses. Much like the feathers from my costume. He thought narrowing his eyes. Apparently she enjoyed tearing down things. The b**ch. "It's nice to see you again...Claudia." He hissed, his voice icily cold and promising ill comings. He knew fully well that wasn't her true name.
 
Just as Rome had been about to reach out and grab another rose, and destroy it with her other hand a voice sounded behind her, the tone was not friendly, and he called her Claudia, it took a small moment to figure out who this person was and what the name was from but once she did she couldn't help but smirk at him. Angel boy, the guy whose costume she, Cairo and Lanithro had somewhat destroyed, oh how amazing! Perhaps he was here for round two of it, and she couldn't wait for that. She let go of the crushed rose and the let the petals fall to the ground beside her. She was pretty happy to see him again, and just narrowed her eyes at him, he definitely wasn't happy to see her, but considering how much fun she'd had with him before, she was definitely happy to see him. She wondered what she could do today, and without Cairo to hold her back, however wise that was, she was definitely going to have her fun with him.

"And you, Angel boy, how are the wings?" she asked him with a sickly sweet voice, she obviously didn't care and was just saying such a thing to remind him about what she'd done, and though she was sure he now thought she'd be an easy target oh how wrong he was. Rome definitely held minor anger issues, but she loved messing with people and having fun so he was definitely going to have fun with this, and he wasn't going to have an easy time with it. She couldn't help but be intrigued by whatever he might do, so instead she just turned away from him slightly and pulled another flower, she began tearing it apart while looking at the boy and throwing the petals towards him, though of course the petals would do no harm and didn't even fly far enough to hit him, but that wasn't the point, she was waiting to see what he might do.
 

Silus tensed as that sickly sweet voice of her's addressed him. His eyes widened at how careless she seemed to be. Did she think no harm would come to her? Especially while she seemed to be so perfectly alone -- like it would prevent Silus was doing anything if she wasn't. "The wings have been fixed." He announced with a sneer, slightly taken aback by the fact that she was so brazen as to remind him of what she had done. He came to stand over her, hoping to convey the feeling that was endangered.

She seemed oblivious to this fact, and something triggered inside the boy as she began tossing rose petals his way, not even giving him her full attention. "I'll show you just how angelic I can be." He snarled, and without being fully aware of what he was doing, he stepped forward and attempted to shove her into the rosebush.
 
Rome enjoyed messing with people, and she definitely enjoyed his reaction to how blunt she had been to him, it was all going to be great fun, she full realised that this boy was unlike most and would probably punch her if given the chance, but this fact didn't exactly make the girl scared of him, instead she almost revelled at the challenge this posed to her. She'd never had anyone really fight back against her, although she was sure given the right circumstances, or perhaps wrong circumstances in meeting Lanithro the same was true there, she was sure. But of course that didn't matter now, and she was faced with this boy, who told her the wings had indeed been fixed, "That's great," she told him, with false happiness over what he'd said, "I cannot wait to see them again," she smirked at him, and watched as he stood over her, trying to be threatening, but Rome wasn't easily threatened.

Rome didn't feel threatened and so continued to tossing the rose petals, hoping that he got the image she was trying to show of the rose petals being his costume, just so easily torn apart like the rose in her hand. At his words she let out a small laugh, very clearly laughing at him and his words, and his shove, oh that too was laughable. She took a few small steps backwards to steady herself and then just looked up at him, and shook her head, "Oh wow, that was angelic, so dainty" she told him, malice clear in her tone, she closed the gap between them, keeping her eyes on him, being directly within his personal space, looking as though she was egging him on for a fight, "Come on now, is that really all you've got," she teased him, her anger was at pretty low levels, she didn't feel anger towards him, but she felt like she could definitely have fun with him, "Scared Angel boy?"
 

Silus flinched as soon as he'd made the movement. It was a weak attempt on his behalf, his focus not there, and then there was the fact that the majority of his stamina and strength had left him. He blinked in vain attempt to clear his mind. Had he truly lowered himself to the point where he started shoving little girls into shrubbery?

He stood there and folded his arms over his chest, trying his best to calm down. He didn't know why, but glaring down at her seemed to give him a tremendous headache, and it seemed necessary to put in extra effort to even stand. He knew something wasn't quite right. Silus was immedienrly repulsed as Claudia closed the gap between them, invading his personal space. How could she act so brazenly? He slipped his hands into the pockets of his robes to hide the fact that they were balled up in white-knuckled fists. "I mean't no harm." He said, twisting his mouth into a smile, if it could be called that.

Regaining his composure somewhat, he boldy lowered his face into her's. "Now tell me. What is your real name?" He asked coldly. His eyes blazing. Man, he had a headache...
 
Where it was clear he didn't like the idea of lowering himself to her, Rome had absolutely no problem with being exactly who she was. She wanted to push this boy, she wanted to annoy him, and perhaps eventually be provoked into causing a bit of bodily harm, and it wasn't like she herself was afraid of getting hurt, watching him cross his arms and then glare at her, she just kept her gaze on his, falsely sweet as she entered his personal space, putting very little space between them, usually an indication of the beginning of a fight, but Rome was just beginning to have fun, she knew that this was bugging him, and at his words she just smirked, "Why of course you didn't, you're an angel right, with damaged wings but an angel nonetheless," she taunted easily not moving away from him and taking a further step towards him, never once looking away.

Rome was not easily scared, she wasn't bothered when people older and bigger than her decided to act tough, she liked the challenge of annoying people, she loved the challenge of seeing if they would throw the first punch, she just loved being able to do things which provided her with something to do. He lowered his face to hers and she showed absolutely no sign of this bugging her, in fact her smirk grew as she kept her gaze tied with his. He asked her name, well, she wasn't going to give him that, "It's Claudia obviously, why would I lie about my name," she elongated the word lie, implying horror over the accusation of lying about her name. She raised her hands and went to shoved him ever so slightly like he'd done with her, pretending to get upset about what he'd just accused her of, "I'm a Hufflepuff, Hufflepuff's don't lie, why would you accuse me of that?" Rome was feigning upset, pretending to get upset about it, and threatening to cry, when in fact she just wanted to see what his reaction would be to that.
 


He resiste the urge to backhand her mouth. She truly did say some of the most irritating things. But, what for? Biting the inside of his lower lip to keep calm, he fixed her with unreadable stare. Yes. I am Gabriel, and have been dispatched from the heavens to tell you you'll be giving birth to a saviour. He thought. He pondered what she say to that, but kept silent, instead , just staring at her.

He scoffed. Yeah right, Silus knew fully well that was a lie. Which meant, she wanted to keep her identity hidden from him. Must be one of the snakes. He wondered if they shared a house, would she treat him differently? No, probably not. He hissed as she slightly pushed him back out of her face. What a big fat liar. A terrible one too.

Silus almost jumped back at the look on her face. You have to be f****** kidding me. He thought as she looked as though she were ready to cry. This only made him more angry, the head ache pounding relentlessly now. "Angels can tell when they're being lied to." He sneered, backing up a little ways. If the b**** started crying, he was going to do something rash to get her to shut up. Silus could not stand crying.
 
Rome was definitely enjoying herself, she could feel that she was playing right into his hands, or well, she was playing the cards she wanted to end up in the right situation that she wanted to be in. There was not much difficulty in either of those things really for her, she had long since perfected her....craft, it was a simple manner of pushing and pushing. This was one of the rare occasions where Rome didn't opt for blatant anger from the very beginning, there was nothing about this boy which required that, and messing around with him was a lot of fun. Rome was a fairly good liar, though she was opting to be a little more obvious in her lies just for the fun of this. Just to be able to enjoy this, for even longer than was probably necessary. The slytherin wasn't going to back down easily, not without at least getting one punch in.

The shove appeared to have the desired effect on him, and so did the tears forming in her eyes, her muted blue eyes swimming with unshed, and fake, tears, she knew this was one of the methods of annoying people further and she could feel it was definitely having that sort of affect on him. She couldn't give up now, especially at what he said and the fact he stepped back a little. She let her lips tremble and let a few tears fall, "I know my name isn't particularly nice, but that's no reason to accuse me of lying about it," she was letting her tone seep into the tears, feigning upset and growing anger at his words. She closed the gap between them, not allowing him the space to move away and wiped her eyes on the back of her hand, "Why would say something like that," this time when she spoke there was far more anger than sorrow as if she was allowing just her usual amount of anger seep through her words, shifting perhaps away from upset little girl, into the usual angry Rome, who rarely if ever was helpless.
 

Silus groaned in utter frustration. What was she playing? She was trying so hard to piss the Ravenclaw boy off, which was working by the way, but what was her motive? Maybe she had none, the freaky girl she was. He felt like shaking her to get her to shut up and stop the water works. Aware he was losing his control each passing second, he hadn't a clue what to say. "Good Lord, will you shut up!" He hissed loudly.

His eyes narrowed into their thinnest slits yet, as she continued to deny what was obviously true. His hand was about to jerk out and hit her for real, but she moved even closer and the tone of her voice seemed to change dramatically. With a scowl, Silus crossed his arms tightly across his chest. He would not allow himself to toyed with. "Either come clean with this stupid game you're playing, or I'm leaving." He threatened. Silus could've simply turned on his heel and left right then, but he wanted to hear from her nasty mouth exactly why she was doing this.
 
Rome thoroughly enjoyed how annoyed he was getting and then when he spoke, or well, hissed at her she could barely contain her laughter and instead let the usual anger that she might've felt over someone saying that to her, just letting it seep through as she continued to pretend to be upset, small, fake tears falling out slightly as she made her anger begin to make itself feel more known to the boy who seemed to be backing away from what she was doing, she was aware that she was pushing him and perhaps to most this wasn't the best thing to do, but she was okay with this happening, Rome could handle herself. This fun with the boy was definitely far more fun for her than she imagined it was for him, and she didn't miss the fact that what he said was a definite threat, and she couldn't help but let her anger seep through a little more, she didn't even feel daunted by his height compared with hers, she refused to let the gap between them get any larger than a few centimetres, this time she kept her gaze on his, appearing angry and hurt at his accusation, no matter how correct it was right, "Come clean?" she repeated, "Or I'm leaving" the girl mocked putting an emphasis and whine on the word leaving, "I'm not playing any game with you, so I guess you're just going to have to leave," Rome told him, motioning with her hand for him to leave, even though she hoped that he wouldn't and that she might have a little more fun.
 
Lanithro was strolling through the lawns, knowing that things would end up pretty much good today. In his head, he was carrying a large textbook. It was heavy, but not for someone as tall as he was. After all, he was a Styx and he was as tall as a regular third year by this point. There was so much he could do right now, but he did not want to do anything. Which was why he was walking. However, as he entered toward the rose bush, he stopped many feet by to see Rome in the distance, and that angel boy. And it seemed like the boy was bringing some more trouble. Lanithro didn't know that this was the boy that Chaos ended up punching, and also hexing. However, Lanithro also did not know that this was Lyra's little friend either. None of which provoked him to do an action. Seeing the boy's back of the head like a target, Lanithro had an idea. A wicked idea. Something he knew would likely get a laugh from Rome. He was really good at throwing things, and this textbook would be absolutely perfect. Plus, neither of them had any clue that he was watching from a distance. Lanithro hurled the textbook, and off it went toward the Ravenclaw's head. Lanithro figured that the boy would not see this coming, not in a million years. And if not, he could always just throttle the guy for messing with his friend. Lanithro had no qualms with hitting someone for no reason. After all, he once hit Lyra in the face with a book.
 

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