#rainandwhiteroses

The house hadn't been busy until a few hours ago, when she had realized there wasn't much time left to prepare for the night. She had been in and out all day for miscellaneous menial tasks, and at approximately 4:00 p.m, the memory of who was coming tonight hit her like a ton of bricks. At that point she had dropped everything and rushed home to prep, forgetting about all of the other chores she had to do that day.

Now, with only a half hour left until her friend's arrival, the living room was alive and moving. All of the items she had dumped in the place were flying through the air quickly and up the stairs in a kind of marching band procession, one object after the other gliding up and into her room. At the top of the stairs sat Karmichael with a grin on his face as he plucked his own belongings out of the line and placed it to the side. His hair was as unruly as always and he had a four leaf clover painted on his cheek, despite it being two days after the holiday. This was not to say that he hadn't taken a shower yet; no, Lyanna had made certain he'd washed himself in the time between now and St. Patrick's. But he had yet to let go of his 'Irish pride' and had been flaunting it ever since the holiday had started.

Which explained why 'Shipping Up To Boston' was blasting in the house and filling every corner of the building with sound. Every now and again Karmichael would join in the chorus, either quietly or crowing it loudly over the music so that he could be heard. The police would have arrived by this point if Lyanna hadn't split her attention between cleaning and settling a kind of cone of silence over the house so the neighbors would not become irritated.

Still, that did not stop her from having the sound pound her eardrums and distort her focus severely. Sometimes, when it hit a particularly loud section of the song, the items would clatter to the floor as she lost her concentration. Karmichael didn't seem to care. In fact, he enjoyed testing how long she could hold on to the spell for. His way of testing and teasing her apparently.

The time was nearing, though, and she did not have time to deal with his distractions any longer. In a fit of fury, she let the objects drop once more and focused on the docking station from which the music was playing from. With her green eyes narrowed, she hissed something under her breath, and in the middle of the chorus the music abruptly cut off as the docking station was crushed and torn apart by an invisible force. Karmichael hung on to the note a little longer before he realized the song had disappeared, at which point he yelled an indignant 'hey!' down the stairs to his witch. She shook herself to release some of the tension in her body and began again in the silence that followed.

A few minutes later the door to her room shut with a loud bang and she laid down on the hardwood floor, feeling drained and dealing with a new pounding in her skull that was perfectly in sync with the music that had been playing before. The room was clean, though, so she was glad for that. Karmichael came down the stairs and stepped over her body without a single care, heading into the kitchen and then down into one of the two cellars they had. When he came back up he was holding a six-pack in one hand and a some 150 year old bottle of red wine in the other. He handed the bottle to her and placed the pack in the fridge, but not before taking out one for himself and popping the top off on the corner of the island counter in their kitchen.

Leontes Openly: (Somewhere in a cross between this:

This:

And this:)

Leontes Secretly:

(She kind of likes him, maybe.)

openly:

rain-and--whiteroses has started following you

Nicolai approached the two women, hands shoved into the pockets of his long coat. A small smile flitted across his face as he looked between the two of them. "Ladies," he greeted lowly, taking his hat off and nodding a bit. "It's a bit late for you both to be out, no?" An accent impaired his speech, and he cleared his throat.

"The streets of New York at night are no place for you. Heed my warning and head home," Vasilyev glanced around a bit. "To be fair, I don't think most of New York is safe anymore. In the light and in the darkness. Not with all that is happening." 

For Allie & Lyanna

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Be Still - The Fray {x}

If you forget the way to goAnd lose where you came fromIf no one is standing beside youBe still and know I am

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Demons - Imagine Dragons {x}

I want to hide the truthI want to shelter youBut with the beast insideThere’s nowhere we can hide

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What Sarah Said - Death Cab for Cutie {x}

But I’m thinking of what Sarah saidThat love is watching someone dieSo who’s gonna watch you die?

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Remain Nameless - Florence + The Machine {x}

I know everybody lets you downI’ll do the sameBut know I’ll always be aroundThis can remain the same

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Steel - Charlotte Martin {x}

We are steelWe don’t feel Anything at all

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Amie - Damien Rice {x}

Something unusual, something strangeComes from nothing at allBut I’m not a miracle And you’re not a saintJust another soldierOn the road to nowhere

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Easy Way Out - Gotye {x}

Wearing me out(All this)Hanging around(It just starts)Getting me down(Till I’m just)Looking for an easy way out 

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Somewhere Only We Know - Keane {x}

And if you have a minute, why don’t we goTalk about it somewhere only we know?This could be the end of everythingSo why don’t we goSomewhere only we know?

For Leontes & Lyanna

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Dark Blue - Jack’s Mannequin {x}

I have, I have you breathing down my neck, breathing down my neckI don’t, don’t know what you could possibly expect under this condition, soI’ll wait, I’ll wait for the ambulance to come, ambulance to comePick us up off the floor, what did you possibly expect under this condition? 

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Blow Away - A Fine Frenzy {x}

One of us is gonna be here and One of us is gonna be running Off alone into the great unknown You’re not me, you’re a model of freedom All you need are your kicks when you need ‘em Come and go, caught that slow alright 

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Young Blood - The Naked and Famous {x}

We’re only young and naive stillWe require certain skillsThe mood it changes like the windHard to control when it begins

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After Hours - We Are Scientists {x}

We’re finally drunk enough that,We’re finally soaking up,The hours that everyone else throws away.And if we have to go now,I guess there’s always hope,Tomorrow night will be more of the same.

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It’s Time - Imagine Dragons {x}

6. Me for two nights

5. A confession

 rain-and--whiteroses said: ooc; This would actually be something interesting to roleplay