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Thursday September 23rd, 2010

eligeremod@gmail.com — Tue, 24 May 2011 11:55:28 GMT

It's now Thursday September 23rd at Eligere. Once again, class schedules can be found here

Today's weather: Average temp of 60 with a high of 66. No precipitation. Wind speed of 1 mph (West).
Sunrise: 8:02am MDT Sunset: 8:12pm MDT

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Wednesday September 22nd 2010.

eligeremod@gmail.com — Thu, 19 May 2011 15:44:37 GMT

It's now Wednesday September 22nd at Eligere. Once again, class schedules can be found here

Weatherwise, it's still nice out with a average of 60 and a high of 66. No rain today with wind speeds of 1 mph (West). Sunrise was at 8:02 AM MDT with sunset occurring at 8:12 PM MDT.

Have a bit of IC gossip or an idea for other events, etc that you'd like to see mentioned in a future day change? Drop us an email and we'll work it in!

Apologies for the lateness of this, y'all. It's been a busy week for us both. ♥

OPEN THREAD!

eligeremod@gmail.com — Mon, 09 May 2011 03:28:54 GMT

Who: Lydia Reese and OPEN
What: She's taking a walk.
Where: On the grounds.
When: Monday September 21st, around 11:30am
Rating: TBA. It's Lydia, so who knows.
Status: OPEN & Incomplete.

Lydia was so incredibly bored right now. She wasn't in class, because.. why would she be in class? Aside from that whole not wanting to get expelled thing, of course. But it was one day and one class (or three, but who was counting?), so she didn't figure it was really a big deal.

With a sigh, she pushed herself into a sitting position and swung her legs over the side of her bed. Her room wasn't holding her attention very well this morning, so maybe she'd take a walk.

Moments later, she'd dressed and pulled on a light jacket. It was starting to cool off, but it was still fairly nice out and she smiled as she stepped into the fresh air outside the building that houses her suite. It was in the 60s today and not rainy at all. Much too nice to go to the rest of her classes, she thought. Maybe she'd just spend the rest of her day out here.

At least she was moving now. That made things a little less boring. Class would be out soon, too, and maybe she'd find someone to keep her company over the lunch break. If it was the right sort of someone, she was sure they could even be convinced to spend the afternoon with her.

Tuesday, September 21st, 2010

eligeremod@gmail.com — Mon, 09 May 2011 03:27:54 GMT

It's now Tuesday, September 21st at Eligere. Once again, class schedules can be found here

Weatherwise, it's still nice out with a average of 60 and a high of 66. No rain today with wind speeds of 2 mph (NW). Sunrise was at 8:01 AM MDT with sunset occurring at 8:15 PM MDT.

Have a bit of IC gossip or an idea for other events, etc that you'd like to see mentioned in a future day change? Drop us an email and we'll work it in!

I know we've missed a couple of day changes, but we're back on schedule and just posting this one a couple of days early.

Monday September 20th, 2010

eligeremod@gmail.com — Sat, 30 Apr 2011 02:55:45 GMT

It's now Monday, September 20th at Eligere. Once again, class schedules can be found here

Weatherwise, it's still nice out with a average of 62 and a high of 64. Only .06 inches of rain today with wind speeds of 9 mph (SSW). Sunrise was at 7:59 AM MDT with sunset occurring at 8:16 PM MDT.

Have a bit of IC gossip or an idea for other events, etc that you'd like to see mentioned in a future day change? Drop us an email and we'll work it in!

I know we've missed a couple of day changes, but we're back on schedule and just posting this one a couple of days early.

Sunday September 19th

eligeremod@gmail.com — Mon, 04 Apr 2011 22:01:17 GMT

It's now Sunday, September 19th at Eligere. No classes, because weekends are awesome like that!

Weatherwise, it's still nice out with a average of 62 and a high of 64. Only .22 inches of rain, today, with wind speeds of 5mph(South). Sunrise was at 7:58 AM MDT with sunset occurring at 8:18 PM MDT.

Have a bit of IC gossip or an idea for other events, etc that you'd like to see mentioned in a future day change? Drop us an email and we'll work it in!

Saturday September 16th 2010

eligeremod@gmail.com — Tue, 29 Mar 2011 10:19:09 GMT

It's now Saturday, September 18th at Eligere. No classes, because weekends are awesome like that!

Weatherwise, it's still nice out with a average of 62 and a high of 68. Only .20 inches of rain, today, with wind speeds of 1mph(SE). Sunrise was at 7:57 AM MDT with sunset occurring at 8:20 PM MDT.

Have a bit of IC gossip or an idea for other events, etc that you'd like to see mentioned in a future day change? Drop us an email and we'll work it in!

Friday, September 17

eligeremod@gmail.com — Mon, 21 Mar 2011 18:26:34 GMT

It's now Friday, September 17th at Eligere. As a reminder, course schedules, etc., can be found here.

Weatherwise, it's still nice out with a average of 64 and a high of 69. Only .17 inches of rain, today, with no real wind. Sunrise was at 7:56 AM MDT with sunset occurring at 8:22 PM MDT.

Have a bit of IC gossip or an idea for other events, etc that you'd like to see mentioned in a future day change? Drop us an email and we'll work it in!

Thursday, September 16, 2010

eligeremod@gmail.com — Tue, 15 Mar 2011 00:25:15 GMT

It's now Friday, September 17th at Eligere. As a reminder, course schedules, etc., can be found here.

Weatherwise, it's still nice out with a average of 64 and a high of 69. Only .17 inches of rain, today, with no wind. Sunrise was at 7:56 AM MDT with sunset occurring at 8:22 PM MDT.

Have a bit of IC gossip or an idea for other events, etc that you'd like to see mentioned in a future day change? Drop us an email and we'll work it in!

Wednesday September 15, 2010

eligeremod@gmail.com — Mon, 28 Feb 2011 15:57:18 GMT

It's now Wednesday September 15th at Eligere. As a reminder, course schedules, etc., can be found here.

Weatherwise, it's still nice out with a average of 60 and a high of 64. A little rainy, with about .33 inches falling and a wind speed of 1 mph (SW). Sunrise was at 7:53 AM MDT with sunset occurring at 8:26 PM MDT.

Have a bit of IC gossip or an idea for other events, etc that you'd like to see mentioned in a future day change? Drop us an email and we'll work it in!

Tuesday September 14th, 2010

eligeremod@gmail.com — Mon, 21 Feb 2011 17:21:38 GMT

It's now Tuesday September 14th at Eligere. As a reminder, course schedules, etc., can be found here.

Weatherwise, it's still nice out with a average of 60 and a high of 68. No rain today and clear skies for most of the day and the average wind speed is about 1 mph (WNW). Sunrise was at 7:52 AM MDT with sunset occurring at 8:28 PM MDT.

Have a bit of IC gossip or an idea for other events, etc that you'd like to see mentioned in a future day change? Drop us an email and we'll work it in!

Monday September 13th, 2010

eligeremod@gmail.com — Tue, 01 Feb 2011 11:40:28 GMT

It's Monday again, the start of the second week of classes at Eligere. As a reminder, course schedules, etc., can be found here.

Weatherwise, it's warming up a little with a average of 65 and a high of 71. No rain today and clear skies for most of the day and the average wind speed is about 1 mph (WNW). Sunrise was at 7:51 AM MDT with sunset occurring at 8:29 PM MDT.

Have a bit of IC gossip or an idea for other events, etc that you'd like to see mentioned in a future day change? Drop us an email and we'll work it in!

Sunday September 12th, 2010

eligeremod@gmail.com — Mon, 24 Jan 2011 16:43:13 GMT

Last day of the weekend!

Weatherwise, it's cooler again with a average of 58 and a high of 73. No rain today and clear skies for most of the day, but it's a little windy. Sunrise was at 7:50 AM MDT with sunset occurring at 8:31 PM MDT.

Have a bit of IC gossip or an idea for other events, etc that you'd like to see mentioned in a future day change? Drop us an email and we'll work it in!

Saturday September 11th, 2010

eligeremod@gmail.com — Tue, 18 Jan 2011 02:52:39 GMT

The weekend is finally here! After a wild party last night (for those who attended, anyway) everyone has two days of rest and relaxation to recover.

Weatherwise, it's cooler again with a average of 54 and a high of 68. No rain today and clear skies for most of the day. Sunrise was at 7:48 AM MDT with sunset occurring at 8:33 PM MDT.

Have a bit of IC gossip or an idea for other events, etc that you'd like to see mentioned in a future day change? Drop us an email and we'll work it in!

Party Time!

eligeremod@gmail.com — Wed, 12 Jan 2011 19:42:00 GMT

Who: Lydia Reese and any invited guests!
What: Party post! Threading/Discussion
Where: Lydia rented out a club in town
When: Friday night, starting around 8pm
Rating: TBA - Label your scenes in comments
Status: Open! Incomplete.

This is the threading/discussion post for Lydia's back to school party. She rented out a club in town and has plenty of snacks and beverages available. There's a little bit of everything to suit your party needs including a few illicit substances should anyone wish to partake.

Feel free to start your own threads in the comments or you can also post OOC discussion of who was there, what they wore, what they did... if they fooled around with anyone other than their betrothed or did anything else gossip worthy!

And yes, the punch is spiked. Would you expect anything less from Lydia?

Friday September 10th, 2010

eligeremod@gmail.com — Wed, 12 Jan 2011 19:37:38 GMT

Fifth day of school! The weekend is here! Just one more day of lessons to get through before a couple of days of freedom. Once again, class schedules by year can be found here.

Juniors in the AMP are just moving into a shared suite with their betrothed this year. Seniors will need to start working on resumes and wedding plans. Friends and couples are being reunited after what we hope was a relaxing and enjoyable summer break!

Weatherwise, it's warming with a average of 64 and a high of 79. Only 0.04 inches of rain today and clear skies for most of the day. Sunrise was at 7:47 AM MDT with sunset occurring at 8:36 PM MDT.

Tonight is the night of Lydia's party, so feel free to have your characters discussing that, as well.

Have a bit of IC gossip or an idea for other events, etc that you'd like to see mentioned in a future day change? Drop us an email and we'll work it in!

Lena note: SO sorry I forgot to post this on Monday!

QUODPOT TRYOUTS

eligeremod@gmail.com — Mon, 03 Jan 2011 14:36:50 GMT

Who: Ed McMillan and ANYONE TRYING OUT
What: QUODPOT TRYOUTS!
Where: Quodpot Field
When: Thursday September 9; 4pm-6pm
Rating: PG
Status: Open Thread/Discussion post

You can either start your own threads in the comments or post OOCly to say whether your character attended tryouts, what they said/did, etc.

*note: if you do not comment to this post, it will be assumed your character did not attend tryouts and they will not have a spot on the team.

Thursday September 9th, 2010

eligeremod@gmail.com — Mon, 03 Jan 2011 14:32:29 GMT

Fourth day of school! The weekend is almost here! Once again, class schedules by year can be found here.

Juniors in the AMP are just moving into a shared suite with their betrothed this year. Seniors will need to start working on resumes and wedding plans. Friends and couples are being reunited after what we hope was a relaxing and enjoyable summer break!

Weatherwise, it's warming with a high of 64 and a low of 55. Only 0.02 inches of rain today and clear skies for most of the day. Sunrise was at 7:46 AM MDT with sunset occurring at 8:37 PM MDT.

Our Quodpot captain (kingofquod) will be holding tryouts today before dinner and word is circulating about a party a certain Lydia Reese is planning for Friday night. Be sure to have your characters act accordingly. (And if your character wants to play Quodpot, be sure and have them attend the tryout!)

Have a bit of IC gossip or an idea for other events, etc that you'd like to see mentioned in a future day change? Drop us an email and we'll work it in!

eligeremod@gmail.com — Sun, 02 Jan 2011 22:33:40 GMT

Who: Dari Davison and Simon Bailey.
What: Dari crawls into bed with Simon.
Where: Their suite at Eligere, Simon's bedroom.
When: Wednesday September 8th, 2010, around 10pm
Rating: PG ~~Dari was hoping for a solid R, but it's Simon~~
Status: Completed Log

Dari hated sleeping alone. This was something that wouldn't come as a surprise to anyone who knew her well and it certainly wasn't the first time she had asked Simon if she could sleep in his room. There was just something about a warm body next to her that made it easier to sleep.

In all honesty, she would have preferred cuddling up to Jeremy. There was just something about being in his arms that made her feel completely safe and relaxed. Jeremy had a fiancée of his own, though, and she could only intrude on their suite so often without anyone growing suspicious. She'd spent the last few nights in Jeremy's bed, but she knew she was on her own tonight.

She'd tried to fall asleep. She really had. After about thirty minutes of counting the tiles on the ceiling, though, she'd given up. Maybe she'd have better luck if she could sleep next to Simon.She could get him to cuddle her, at least.

Even after over a year of sharing a suite, though, she felt a little nervous making her request. Neither of them bothered with locking their bedroom doors, so she let herself in quietly. "Hey," she whispered as she approached his bed. "Can I.. do you mind if I sleep in here with you tonight?" She should probably know that he would agree without having to ask, but she felt like she needed his permission all the same.

Unlike Dari, Simon had absolutely no trouble sleeping alone. As a matter of fact, he found it difficult to sleep when someone was laying next to him. In his defense, though, he had shared his bed very few times in his life. Not to mention, he had this inexplicable urge to please people. When someone was sleeping next to him, he always worried that he was moving too much or snoring too loud or taking all the blankets.

Not that he hated sharing his bed. In fact, he loved sharing his bed. Dari had come to sleep with him a few times during the last year, and he had enjoyed every minute of it. Of course, he happened to think that she was worthy of giving up a little sleep.

Simon had drifted off a few minutes before Dari came into his bedroom, but he woke as soon as he heard the door open and close. It took him a minute to focus on his surroundings, but he returned her greeting without hesitation. "Hey," he answered groggily.

A sleepy smile moved over his features when she asked if she could sleep with him, and he nodded. "Of course. C'mere." As she spoke, he lifted the blankets and motioned for her to get under them with him. He might not sleep soundly when she was cuddled close, but he definitely woke up happy.

Dari felt immediately guilty when she heard the groggy tone in his voice. She flashed him a grateful smile as he shifted for her, but a heartbeat later, she was pulling her lower lip between her teeth in what was unmistakeably a Dari feels guilty sort of gesture.

"I'm sorry I woke you," she murmured, not that she could unwake him. She would have felt even worse, though, if she had known that he wouldn't sleep as well with her at his side. She just assumed that not being able to sleep well alone was kind of a universal thing, not a side affect of sharing a bed with Jeremy for most of her life. She would have felt horribly selfish if she'd known he was giving up a good night's sleep for her.

Happy in her obliviousness, though, Dari crawled into the space Simon had made for her under the covers and curled up against his chest. He was so warm and she couldn't help nuzzling against him a little. She smiled at the feel of his warmer body against hers.

"Mmm, much better," she mumbled, pressing a light kiss to the shoulder. It wasn't hard to get comfortable in Simon's bed. A part of her felt it should be more difficult, but it was late and she really was tired, so she tried to push those thoughts away for the moment and enjoy a good cuddle. They were engaged. It was perfectly normal to like cuddling the man you were engaged to, right?

Simon shook his head when she began to apologize. The look on her face made it obvious that she felt guilty for waking him, but he didn't mind. In all honesty, he looked forward to the nights that she climbed in bed with him.

"Nonsense," he murmured with a dismissive shake of his head. "C'mere."

His arms wrapped tightly around her frame when she crawled under the blankets with him. She wasn't cold, but his hands moved reflexively over her back and sides in an effort to warm her.

"Yeah," he agreed softly.

As he spoke, he leaned in and brushed his lips over her forehead. He had no clue what she was thinking, but that didn't seem to matter.

"Sleep, gorgeous. I've got you."

Dari couldn't help but smile at his words. There was a part of her that protested, that told her this was something she did with Jeremy. No one else should be able to feel so warm, so safe. She did her best to quiet that part of her, though, because it did feel good to cuddle up to Simon. Besides, she reasoned, she was supposed to spend the rest of her life with this man. If he made her feel safe, that was a good thing, right?

"You're warm," she murmured, closing her eyes. She wasn't really sleepy and she wasn't cold, either, but it was a relaxing feeling. The way his hands moved over her back and sides was nice. The light brush of lips over her forehead elicited a contented sigh. They'd done this whole cuddling thing before, of course, but that didn't stop it from feeling really good.

He smelled good, too, she couldn't help noticing. It was probably just his bodywash or something, but it was a nice smell and she nuzzled a little closer as she breathed in his scent. "Smell nice, too," she murmured, hardly aware that she'd said it out loud as she let her lips graze over his jaw. She knew she was meant to be falling asleep, but now that she was here, her lips seemed to have a mind of their own.

"Mmm," he answered her murmurings with a vague nod.

His eyes closed as he doted on her, and he began to slowly drift off. Her contented sigh brought him back to reality, though, and he brushed another kiss over her forehead.

"Mmhm. You, too…"

Once again, he was close to sleep when her lips brushed over his jaw, but that simple kiss pulled him back. His arms tightened around her as he hummed contentedly, and suddenly, he wasn't as tired as before.

"Feels good," he breathed distractedly.

Without realizing what he was doing, he lifted his chin to give her a little more room to work. Come morning, he was going to be exhausted, but he wasn't worried about that at the moment.

Perhaps Dari should be letting him sleep, but it was hard to do so when she had other things on her mind. Not that she could have exactly what she wanted, not with Simon, but she couldn't quite help herself at the moment. Her lips almost seemed to have a mind of their own.

Her eyes closed briefly when his lips brushed over her forehead and she smiled against his skin as he lifted his chin. Dari hummed happily as her lips continued to work over his jaw and then a moment later she was pressing her lips to his for a proper kiss.

When she'd come in here, she'd just been looking for a warm body to cuddle against, but now that she was here, she thought a little kissing before sleeping sounded like a really fantastic idea.

A quiet groan built in his chest when her lips continued to brush along the line of his jaw. They had kissed several times before, but he often found himself thinking that each embrace was better than the last.

"Mmm…"

Simon tangled a set of his fingers in her hair as he returned the kiss she brushed over his lips. He kissed her gently for several moments before deepening the embrace. At some point, he was going to regret losing himself in this embrace, but he couldn't resist.

Dari couldn't think of any reason to regret doing this. They might not get quite as much sleep, but she happened to think it was well worth it to feel his lips against hers. After all, he certainly wasn't a bad kisser. Far from it.

She hummed contentedly as his fingers tangled in her hair. That felt so good and the smile on her lips grew as he deepened the embrace. Her arms tightened around him and she pressed herself closer to him, bringing her chest against his as her leg wrapped lazily around his.

"Mmmm." She hummed against his lips, obviously enjoying the embrace. This had been such a good idea. They had kissed many times before, of course, but she couldn't help thinking they should do this kind of thing more often.

Simon agreed that this embrace was well worth any sleep they might lose in the process. They'd done this enough times, though, that he knew how it was going to end. She was going to want to go further than he was willing, and he was going to have to exercise an unreal amount of self-control because his body was eager to go further even if he was not.

He groaned again when she brought their bodies together, pressing her ample curves against the firmer lines of his body.

"Mmmm, Dari…"

His free hand snaked around her waist and pulled her ever closer as he deepened the kiss even more. It was so incredibly easy to get caught up in this with her. Soon, he would realize why this wasn't a good idea. At the moment, though, he was happy to live in a world where nothing else mattered.

Dari couldn't explain what it was she loved about this. Even though she knew he wouldn't allow it to go much further than what they were doing right now, it felt good to be pressed against him, to have him pulling her closer as their mouths worked together.

"Mmm, feel so good," she murmured against his lips. She had always craved physical affection. This was almost like a drug to her. Everything faded away when she was tangled up in someone else like this. The disapproving letters from home, the worries that she would never be good enough, the way she missed having Jeremy next to her after a summer spent in his bed.

It all faded away until all that existed was this moment. She felt almost wanted when he reacted to her like this. It was a good feeling, knowing she was bringing about those reactions and his lips felt so good against hers.

"Taste so good," she murmured as she nipped at his lips. She pushed her tongue into his mouth, moaning softly as it brushed against his. It was a shame he wouldn't allow this to go further. As amazing at he was at this... She could just imagine how much better it would be to really feel him.

This didn't feel good, it felt amazing.

A hum of approval built deep within his chest as her tongue slipped into his mouth and brushed against his. She tasted… indescribable.

"Guh, Dari."

He pulled his fingers from her hair and trailed his hand down her side. His touch paused at her hip, and he pulled at her as their mouths worked together.

Simon knew that they should slow down, but a voice in his head argued that it would be alright for them to take it a little farther. They would be married soon enough, after all. Deep down, though, he knew that wasn't good enough.

"We should… slow down," he breathed between kisses, but he made no move to end the embrace.

Slow down? Oh, no, Dari had no desire to do that. The way his hand trailed over her side and pulled at her hip felt so amazing. She was easily getting caught up in this, in him, and she couldn't think of a single reason not to keep doing what they were doing.

"Mmmm, don't wanna," she murmured. Her mouth pressed back to his in a hungry kiss. Her lips nipped and pulled expertly at his. "Feels so good. Taste so good."

She wasn't exactly speaking in complete, coherent sentences at the moment, but she wasn't really all that focused on what she was saying. He might have said they should slow down, but he was still kissing her and kissing was much more important that speaking right now.

Simon groaned softly when her teeth raked over his bottom lip. She was right about one thing, she felt and tasted incredibly good.

His fingertips pressed firmly into her hip as he pulled her closer, and he deepened the kiss. He had just told her that they should slow down, but that was quickly forgotten.

"Guh, Dari…"

He dipped his head to trail kisses along the line of her jaw. He wondered briefly if every inch of her tasted this good. More than anything, he wanted to satisfy that curiosity, but the continuous nagging in his gut told him that he shouldn't.

"So beautiful," he breathed as he brought his lips back to hers.

One more minute. Another minute wouldn't hurt.

It was probably ridiculous, but Dari's stomach gave a little flip when he told her she was beautiful. She knew she was on some level, but years of criticism from her parents made her doubt it from time to time. Maybe that was why she was so addicted to this kind of thing. The way he groaned her name, they was he told her she was beautiful - she loved hearing it.

A quiet moan filled the air between them when his lips moved over her jaw and she tilted her head slightly to give him better access to that bit of skin. That felt unbelievably good.

"Mmmm, Simon." She breathed his name softly as their lips pressed together once more. A part of her wanted more, but this was so nice, too. As much as she was curious as to whether he was this good at other things, another part of her would be content to do just this, to just kiss him like this all night.

Wednesday September 8th, 2010

eligeremod@gmail.com — Mon, 27 Dec 2010 19:03:25 GMT

Third day of school! Once again, class schedules by year can be found here.

Juniors in the AMP are just moving into a shared suite with their betrothed this year. Seniors will need to start working on resumes and wedding plans. Friends and couples are being reunited after what we hope was a relaxing and enjoyable summer break!

Weatherwise, it's starting to cool off with temperatures averaging in the mid-fifties. Only 0.01 inches of rain today and clear skies for most of the day. Sunrise was at 7:45 AM MDT with sunset occurring at 8:39 PM MDT.

Have a bit of IC gossip or an idea for other events, etc that you'd like to see mentioned in a future day change? Drop us an email and we'll work it in!

log: teddy and clarabell

eligeremod@gmail.com — Sat, 18 Dec 2010 21:55:38 GMT

Who: Clarabell Westland and Teddy Gibson
What: She's making dinner for them.
Where: Their suite at Eligere, kitchen.
When: Tuesday September 7th; a little after 5pm
Rating: PG
Status: Complete Log.

Clarabell still felt extremely awkward. She'd known for as long as she could remember that someday she would have to share a home like setting, and eventually a home, with her betrothed. That didn't make it any easier to get used to. The only thing she could was try and make the best of it. Surely things would become less awkward and even enjoyable at some point... right?

It was still early on in the whole living together arrangement, but Clarabell decided to give cooking dinner for them a go. The meal wasn't anything overly complicated and there were instructions. She'd seasoned the chicken with salt, pepper, and a little garlic powder and put it in the oven to cook along with two potatoes.

It was in the middle of her preparing the salad that he came in. Teddy really was an attractive guy... she could not fault her parents in their choice. Without looking up from her chopping she called out to him. "Dinner should be ready in forty five minutes... Unless, of course, you don't like chicken and potatoes or had other plans..."

She babbled when she was nervous. A dreadful habit and one she couldn't seem to change. Biting her lip, she dared to look up at him. Clarabell blushed hard, but before she could look away she cut her finger. "Ow! Dang it!" Instantly she pulled her finger to her mouth. Wonderful first impressions, Clara she thought.

Teddy wasn't all that stressed out about sharing a suite with Clarabell. She was nice enough to look at and they did have their own bedrooms. Besides, this was an inevitable step in preparing for their futures and Teddy had other concerns at the moment.

Recruiting a staff for this year's paper, for one, now that he had been named editor. It was an honor, but selecting suitable staff members would prove a challenge. On top of that, their professors were already assigning a load of work and even his own father would accept no excuse for not having it done. Getting used to living with the girl was really the least of his worries.

"No rush," he called, not really looking up as he strode into the suite. "45 minutes will be fine." He intended to spend the time working on the numerous assignments he had to complete, though he was rather hungry already. The work would distract him from the rumbling of his stomach.

Her sudden exclamation did catch his attention, though, and he looked over at her, dropping hs things on the table before moving closer. "Here, lemme see," he said, his voice a little gruff, but his eyes showing genuine concern for her.

The course load for this year would definitely be consuming, but she'd elected to have her last period free. It gave Clarabell more time to finish up her assignments and the option of whether to cook dinner or not. Of course, once they were married, they likely have a few house elves and a cook, but it was nice to know that she could handle things on her own should the need arise.

However, that was seeming to prove more difficult then she'd thought. How could she have cut her finger? It wasn't like it was overly difficult to cut vegetables for a salad, yet she'd managed to cut her finger. It wasn't a bad cut really. It had just caught her off guard.

When Teddy came over to check on her, she dared to look him in the eye and her heart warmed some to see that he was concerned. Slowly, she pulled her finger from her mouth and showed him. Bells tugged at her bottom lip with her teeth as he inspected it. "It's nothing really... Just unexpected. I'll be fine."

Teddy didn't think a cut said much about her cooking skills. Accidents happened and at least she hadn't bled on the food, right? Anyway, he'd probably think her a touch insane if he could read her thoughts right now.

He nodded as he inspected the cut. It was small, already closing, which satisfied him that she was perfectly alright. Teddy couldn't explain what came over him, but even knowing that, he pulled the finger to his own lips and pressed a brief kiss to the small incision there.

Most people wouldn't think of Teddy as an affectionate sort, but he did have his moments and Bells was starting to grow on him more and more. He'd even found himself missing her over the summer holiday, though he wasn't likely to say as much out loud.

Bells watched transfixed as he brought her finger to his lips and pressed a kiss to her cut. To her, it was an extremely loving gesture... if not a little romantic. Her breath caught slightly and she blushed a bright shade of red. This side of Teddy was one she hadn't really seen before and she couldn't deny that she liked it.

"Oh..." Tugging at her bottom lip again, she tilted her head to the side. "A kiss to make it better... Thank you."

Stepping back before she could embarrass herself further, she went to continue fixing the salad. Bells babied her cut finger, but didn't let it stop her from fixing everything. She wanted her first attempt at making dinner for them to be successful. There was already one strike against her.

"Is... is there anything you don't really care for food wise? I'll try to stay clear of making them."

There was something almost alluring about the way her cheeks warmed so obviously and the way she chewed at her lower lip. In all honestly, Teddy might have kissed her if she hadn't stepped back when she did, but the moment was past now.

"I'm not very picky," he answered her with a smile. Teddy wasn't one of those guys who believed cooking was a woman's duty, but there was something surprisingly nice about watching her move around the kitchen as she prepared a meal for them. A slight smile tugged at his lips as he watched her for a few more moments.

"Would you like any help?" he asked. He'd thought about retiring to another room to start one his studies, but now he found himself wanting to linger in her presence.

Honestly if she'd known he would have kissed she would have never moved. It seemed like forever since the last time their lips had brushed. Releasing her breath, she nodded and smiled at him.

"Good to know. And only if you want to. You could peel the cucumbers." Nodding towards the vegetable, she pointed towards the peeler. "Unless you wanted to work on some schoolwork. I finished most of mine while you were still in class."

Bells put the cuttings into the bowl and tossed it some to make it look prettier. Looking up through her lashes she watched him. "How was your summer?"

Teddy shook his head, though it was thoughtful of her to make the suggestion. "I'll peel," he agreed with a smile. He'd already shrugged out of his robes, but he unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt, rolling them up to his elbows and loosened his tie before pulling it from his neck and setting it aside. A moment later, he'd picked up a cucumber and was starting to peel it as directed.

The thought of kissing her wasn't entirely gone, but he wasn't going to act on it right this moment. The mood had passed and there was a meal to finish preparing. That didn't mean he didn't still want to, though. While the times he had been affectionate with her in the past were more rare, they were sharing a living space now. It only seemed right that he get used to those displays of affection.

"It was good," he answered, not volunteering much else, because there wasn't a lot to tell. He hadn't really done anything very exciting. "How was yours?" Small talk wasn't exactly his forte, but he kept stealing glances at her while they worked.

It was still strange to think that she would live with this man for the rest of their lives, but she knew eventually she'd grow used to it. Bells watched as he peeled the cucumber. At least she knew now that she could count on him to help if need be.

Summer had been relatively uneventful for herself. Her eldest brother and his wife were expecting, so she'd helped out around their home. Then her slightly older brother was planning his wedding so she'd helped her soon-to-be sister-in-law with the planning.

"Just helped my brothers with their lives. My eldest's wife is expecting and the other is still planning the wedding. Then just read mostly." Shrugging she finished with her cutting and stood there watching him work.

Teddy nodded as she spoke, listening politely as she talked about the things that had filled her summer. "I'm sure they were grateful for your assistance," he told her, smiling a little bit more. He had younger sisters of his own, so he knew how it was when you were a big brother.

It didn't take him long to finish the peeling and he then started to slice it, letting to slices fall into a bowl that he retrieved from the cupboard overhead. He talked a little bit about his own siblings - all younger in his case. "You'll meet Lily soon enough," he informed her. Lily was a freshman this year and he intended to keep a close watch on her. It was inevitable that she and Bells would meet before much longer.

It didn't seem like much time at all before dinner was ready and Teddy helped her set out the plates and various dishes of food. A moment later, they were seated at the table, their conversation continuing between bites, mixed with brief periods of silence as they chewed.

"This is excellent, Bells," he told her between mouthfuls. "Thank you."

Bells was actually looking forward to meeting Teddy's sisters. She was the only girl so anytime she had the opportunity to welcome another female into her family she jumped at the chance. "I look forward to meeting her... all of them."

As they ate dinner she appreciated how easily the conversation flowed between them. A broad smile of appreciation spread across her lips and she blushed deeply. "You're very welcome. I look forward to doing this more frequently when we're married..."

Looking down, she shook her head. She shouldn't have mentioned that. It was potentially still years away. Standing, Bells started to clear away the dishes. "Sorry..."

Teddy didn't really understand why she was apologizing. Was this a girl thing? He'd have to remember to ask his sister about that. It seemed to him that it was only natural to begin preparing for their married life, to even discuss what it would be like once they'd finished school and become husband and wife. Cooking was a trivial concern, but he didn't see anything wrong with her looking forward to doing it for him.

She seemed to blush and apologize a lot. The blush was mildly attractive, so he didn't mind, but he just didn't understand her need to apologize for something so.. stupid.

"There's no need to apologize," he informed her brusquely. He stood just after he did, picking up his own share of the dishes to carry them to the sink. Once he'd caught up to her, he lifted what she was carrying easily from her hands and slipped an arm around her waist.

"We're to be wed in just over two years," he reminded her, lifting her chin with his hand until she met his gaze. "It's only natural you would want to discuss the details." Once again, he was struck with an urge to kiss her, but he ignored the impulse. They needed to talk about this before her apologizing drove him nuts.

Bells was about to apologize again, but fought the urge. The last thing she wanted to do was upset him. When his arm went around her waist , she became a little breathless. Looking up into his eyes, she bit her lip.

"My brother and his betrothed waited a little longer then after graduation. I wasn't sure if you wanted to wait a little longer or not... There's a lot to do, but I can have it ready whenever you want."

Bells pressed her hand to his chest and moved just a little closer. She liked being close to him. He was warm and hard... he was strong and she felt safe with him. "If you want to wait that's okay..."

"We should choose a date together," he corrected her. Teddy, again, was not one of those young men who believed that women were lesser beings. Conventional or not, marriage was to be a partnership. A constant deference to his wants would only serve to irritate him, at least in matters such as this.

He was certainly aware of the hand on his chest, the close proximity as she moved closer. Clarabell was not a remotely unattractive young woman. He didn't act on the small rush of desire that swept through him, though.

"We are in this together, Bells," he added, his tone a little more gentle. He knew he could be a little brusque and he was trying to soothe the slight reprimand with a kinder tone. "This is our decision to make. Not just mine."

Biting her lip, Bells nodded. "I would like that... I doubt you want to be in on all the details, but I would like to have some insight into your feelings and views on all of it."

Slowly, she stepped back and took the dishes from his hands. It was better to get them cleaned quickly so that she could read by the fire later. With a smile, she looked at him over her shoulder.

"Thank you Teddy... We can talk about it later though. You should do your school work. If you have any questions just let me know."

Turning back to the dishes, she flicked her wand to have some music play softly. It would help pass the time by more quickly. As she cleaned the dishes, Bells moved to the music slowly. She was quickly learning that Teddy wasn't so bad to live with. Instead she just needed to be more upfront about things and offer her own opinions. That she could easily do.

"A winter wedding would be nice," she said softly... more to herself then to him.

Teddy was a very typical guy in that one respect. He didn't much care for details like colors and flowers. He nodded his head, however, because it would not do to seem completely uninterested in the process.

Nodding his head as she suggested he get to work, Teddy leaned in to press a brief kiss to her cheek. "Alright," he agreed before he turned to gather up his books and find a comfortable spot to do his work.

eligeremod@gmail.com — Fri, 17 Dec 2010 06:58:14 GMT

Who: Ed McMillan and Ashleigh Barton
What: Flying!
Where: On the grounds
When: Evening, Monday September 6
Rating: PG
Status: Incomplete

Ed loved flying. He loved it. His goodnatured conversation with Ashleigh, though? Convincing her to let him take her up for a flight? That hadn't been wholly because of his love of flying. He knew he was an idiot for chasing after a girl who was betrothed to someone else, but it wasn't like he was looking to put a ring on her finger. A little flirting, maybe a little kissing if he was lucky. Really, though, he'd take an excuse just to be near her.

Ed had been pleased to note that he'd had to hold on to the girl tightly to reassure her that she wouldn't fall. He had to work to keep the smirk from his face as he thought about how nice it was to take up a girl who was afraid of heights. It was definitely something he used to his advantage as he wrapped his arms securely around her, bringing her so close to him that he could feel her breath against his cheek. It was intoxicating.

Some time later, he was bringing them down and he flashed her a bright grin as their feet touched the ground. Some of her hair had fallen forward into her faced and he reached forward to brush it back, out of the way. Without thinking about the possible consequences of his next action, he found himself leaning forward to brush a kiss over her lips. He couldn't help himself. With her face flushed like that and her heart still beating fast against his chest, all he could think about was tasting those perfect lips that were so close to his own.

LIBRARY

eligeremod@gmail.com — Tue, 14 Dec 2010 05:30:14 GMT

Original poster: coraffabile

Who: Dari Davison and Jeremy Pitt
What: She's studying
Where: The Library
When: Tuesday September 7th; around 5pm
Rating: TBA
Status: Complete

Dari frowned at the page in front of her, her pen inches above the paper and her brow furrowed in concentration. Or at least she was trying to concentrate. Dari was lacking her usual focus today and it might have been because it was beautiful outside and she longed to be on her broom or perhaps having a picnic with either of her best friends under the shade of her favorite tree.

There was work to be done, though, despite it only being the first week of the school year and it wasn't going to get done out there. Still, she couldn't keep her thoughts from drifting to that perfectly shaded spot where she'd often picnicked with Jeremy or the way he made her favorite sandwiches, such a perfect memory that she could nearly taste them just thinking of it now. There would be Quodpot trials soon, too, and she found herself soon daydreaming about that, too. The exhilaration of being in the air with her long hair whipping around her.

"Focus," she muttered to herself, biting her lip determinedly as she looked from parchment to textbook, struggling to find the words to start her essay. Maybe she should take a break from Defensive Magic and move along to Potions for awhile. That was one bit of homework she'd find easy to get through and a moment later, her mind was made up. She shoved the book she'd been looking through back into her bag, pulling out the Potions text instead and smiling faintly as she read over the page once more. Minutes later, he pen was pressed to the paper once more, dashing over the page as she began to write.

Jeremy had known where to find Dari the second he'd realized she was missing. Why anyone would want to spend so much of their free time in the library was beyond him, but he'd always thought his best friend was a little weird in that respect.

"Heeey, gorgeous," he greeted as he snuck up behind her and poked her playfully in the ribs. "Whatcha up to?"

His question was rhetorical, of course. He knew what she was doing. She was working. That was about to come to a screeching halt, though. After all, they only had an hour before dinner, and he knew exactly how he wanted to work up his appetite.

"Ew," he commented when he saw her Potions book. "Here, let me save you from that."

Rather than giving her the change to protest, he snapped her book closed and took it away from her. Really, she should know by now that it was pointless to try to study while he was awake. She needed to start doing it before noon.

Dari should have known that she wasn't going to get any work done at this time of day. Jeremy was bound to be bored and looking for her and she knew full well that he wouldn't stand for her studying if he wanted to be entertained.

"Writing an essay," she answered unnecessarily. She tried to make her tone sound annoyed at the interruption, but her lips twitched into a smile and she was sure he would never believe that she was actually irritated with him.

"Hey! I was working on that!" she protested anyway. It really wasn't any fun if she immediately gave in to his "saving," even though they both knew that she was going to let him have his way in the end.

Jeremy was perfectly capable of entertaining himself. He enjoyed it when she entertained him, though. After all, she had this thing she did with her tongue... and this other thing with her lips. Really, who could blame him for wanting to spend time with her? She was awesome.

His brow lifted when she tried to sound irritated with him. There was no way he was buying that. How could she possibly be annoyed with him? He was perfect.

"Nah... you weren't. It was all a figment of your imagination. You should really stop fantasizing about potions. So... I was thinking we could find a cozy little alcove for two before dinner. What do you think? A little kissing... a little touching..." He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively as he spoke.

Dari didn't have the sort of confidence to believe she was awesome, but she certainly didn't hate that Jeremy thought so and that was a big part of why she was so willing to give in to what he wanted. Jeremy was one of the few people in this world who knew her, understood her and loved her. Maybe it wasn't the same kind of love you saw in fairytales or what have you, but in Dari's mind it was better. There were no conditions, no games, no need for anything complicated stupidity. They just were. There were few people she could be so comfortable or open with.

"Right, a figment of my imagination. That must be why my hand is cramped from writing," she teased in return. She was grinning fully now, the feigned annoyance dropped. It was pointless to pretend that she would rather study than spend time with Jeremy and she did think that his idea was a really nice one.

"Were you, then?" she feigned innocence, as though she hadn't just been fighting a daydream that featured some of that kissing and touching. "Interesting." She paused, trying to act indifferent to the idea, but that didn't last long. They both knew there was no other way she'd rather spend her time. Especially when his expression as he wiggled his eyebrows at her sent her into a small fit of giggles.

"Can we nick something from the kitchens and have a picnic for dinner?" she asked him as she started to gather up her things.

"Oh, yes. Your poor cramped hand. Well... that was a figment of your imagination, too." A very large, charming grin moved over his features as he teased her. "I can't help it that you get off on that sort of thing."

Jeremy loved Dari very much. He wasn't in love with her, but he didn't think that mattered. Their relationship was better... stronger... he wouldn't trade it for the world.

"I was," he answered with a smirk.

Since she didn't seem to be in a rush, he dropped into the chair beside her. His feet moved fluidly to the top of the table, and he clasped his hands behind his head.

"A picnic?" he repeated. "I don't know, pet. That sounds like an awful lot of work. How will you be repaying me?"

Once again, his eyebrows wiggled suggestively. He would gladly rob the kitchens and have a picnic with her. He knew that she wouldn't mind working it out in trade, though.

"I didn't know figments of my imagination could be sore," she whined playfully, making an exaggerated show of rubbing at her palm. She was smiling though, clearly enjoying this banter between them. It was a game that never got old and she was certain that it never would.

"Since when do I have to repay you for a picnic?" she asked him, brow lifted in amusement. Oh, she certainly wouldn't mind giving him a proper thank you and she knew he was teasing, but she couldn't help playing along. "I thought you did these things for me because you love me, not because you're getting something out of it."

She was teasing, too, but that didn't stop her from arranging her features into the pout she knew would generally earn her whatever it was she wanted. Jeremy had never been able to resist her pouting and she knew it. Maybe it was a little manipulative, but she didn't mind employing that knowledge now and again to get her way.

"Wellll... they can," he assured her with another charming smile.

Jeremy knew she was playing it up, but he took her hand into his. After pressing a gentle kiss to her knuckles, he began to massage the muscles in her palm.

"Since now." If it was possible, his smirk widened. "I mean... I do love you, but it's this new thing. I get sexual favors for picnics." He shrugged. "Don't look at me. I don't make the rules, I just abide by them."

He full attention turned to her hand when she began to pout, but he was still smiling. It wasn't fair that she could manipulate him so easily. One day, he was going to learn to resist. For the moment, though, he was simply trying to ignore it.

"Mmmm, that feels nice."

Dari might have been exaggerating about her hand hurting - she hadn't been working for that long when he'd interrupted - but that didn't mean she didn't love the feel of his hands on her or the brush of his lips across the knuckles of that hand. Her eyes closed for a moment and she smiled as she took a few seconds to enjoy the attention he was giving her hand.

"I might be able to thank you," she murmured. "Maybe. There'll have to be sandwiches and cake and.. other good things, though. You know what a sweet tooth I have. You're going to have to satisfy my every craving if you expect to be rewarded."

They both knew full well that there had never been a time when he had left her unsatisfied, but she couldn't help it. It was a part of the game they played. It was just no fun if she gave in too easily.

Jeremy smirked when she hummed. As always, she responded to his slightest touch.

"Oh yeah?" he questioned as he continued to massage her hand. "Sandwiches and cake?"

One of his brows lifted when she told him that he would have to satisfy her every craving. As though he needed to be reminded of that fact. He could say without a shadow of a doubt that he'd never left her unsatisfied. It amused him that she was acting as though she needed to set that stipulation.

"I promise you," he murmured with a sparkle in his eyes, "I will satisfy your every craving. If I don't, you owe me nothing."

"Yes, sandwiches and cake and I think we should see if we can't find some wine, too."

No, those things didn't exactly go together, but Dari had always been a girl of some odd tastes. Luckily, Jeremy was always willing to cater to those whims of hers.

"You're so good to me," she murmured, feigning a slight surprise in her expression and even though she knew it wasn't a good idea right here in the library, she couldn't resist the urge to shift and brush her lips lightly over his.

"I predict that you'll definitely be earning that reward, Mr. Pitt," she murmured as she pulled away and got to her feet.

"Are you ready to go?" He looked awfully comfortable right there, but she was certain that if she started to leave the library, he would follow.

"Sandwiches and cake and wine?" he questioned with a chuckle. "You're high maintenance."

Jeremy would have absolutely no trouble getting those items, if that was really what she wanted, but he had to tease her. That was how they worked.

"I try, pet," he agreed softly. A bright smile moved over his face when she leaned in and brushed her lips over his. Though he wanted to pull her into a deeper embrace, he knew they couldn't do that.

It didn't seem possible, but his smile widened when she predicted that he would be earning a reward. Of course, he would. He was Jeremy Pitt. If she wanted her every craving satisfied, she'd come to the right place.

"Definitely," he agreed.

He had been comfortable, but he quickly moved to his feet and followed her out of the library.

"But you love me," she countered, as if that completely overruled the fact that she could be a little demanding when she wanted something. It totally did, though. She knew that Jeremy loved spoiling her almost as much as she loved being spoiled, no matter how much he might tease her.

It wouldn't have taken them very long to nip to the kitchens if Dari hadn't gotten distracted along the way.

"I believe you said something about an alcove," she smirked as she pulled him into just such a spot. That kiss in the library hadn't been nearly enough and she wasn't sure she had the patience to wait until after they'd gotten something to eat.

Smirking, she leaned up and pressed her lips to his, winding her arms around his neck as she gave him a proper kiss this time.

"I do," he conceded. "Unfortunately."

Truth be told, Jeremy didn't mind it when she got a little demanding. After all, he enjoyed spoiling her. Not to mention, she usually demanded things like cake. He couldn't begrudge her that.

Minutes later, they were making their way down the hall. They didn't get far before she pulled him into an alcove.

"I did," he answered with a smirk as she leaned up and pressed her lips to his.

Now that they'd found a little privacy, he was more than eager to return her kiss. His hands moved to her hips as his mouth worked gently over hers. A second later, though, he was deepening the embrace and sliding his tongue into her mouth.

This was how he'd wanted to spend the evening.

Dari smirked as Jeremy pulled her into his arms and deepened the kiss she'd initiated mere seconds before. It never ceased to amaze her how well they seemed to fit together. Her lips parted automatically for him as his tongue pushed into her mouth.

"Mmm, you taste better than cake," she murmured, breaking the kiss just long enough to say that and take a break before pressing another deep kiss to his lips. Her tongue brushed against his and she let out a soft moan. Jeremy always tasted and felt... perfect. From the first time he'd kissed her, she was addicted to this. She kissed other boys, too, sure, but no one had been able to curl her toes the way he did.

Dari smiled against his lips as her fingernails scraped lightly over the back of his neck. She knew he liked the feel of her nails on his skin. It was a shame this alcove wasn't private enough to do much more than kiss, but that didn't matter at the moment. She knew they'd find someplace more suitable to be eventually.

Jeremy merely smirked when she complimented him. Of course he tasted better than cake. He tasted better than almost everything.

There was a brief pause, but he quickly urged her into another deep kiss. One set of his fingers tangled themselves into her hair while the other pulled at her hip. He knew they couldn't go much further than a kiss, but it was obvious that he wanted her.

A groan built in the back of his throat when her fingernails scraped lightly down the back of her neck, and he deepened the kiss even further.

Jeremy had made out with his fair share of girls, but Dari was the only one who had ever affected him this way.

Dari followed him easily into the deeper kiss. She hummed against his lips as she felt his fingers tangle in her hair and shifted closer as he tugged at her hip. No, this couldn't go further than a simple kiss, but that didn't mean that she couldn't fully enjoy the opportunity to kiss him for awhile. Eventually, she'd be ready to grab some dinner and find someplace a little more private to be, but right now she was interested in little else but having his lips on her.

Maybe it should have told them something, how perfectly they did this together. Dari had never equated sex with love, though. She knew she and Jeremy loved one another, but it was a completely separate and different thing. They were just.. them. They were perfect just as they were.

"Mmmm, this was an excellent idea," she muttered against his lips before pulling him deeper into the kiss. Was there any question to why she'd pulled him in here? There was little in this world that was better than kissing Jeremy.

"An excellent idea," he echoed.

Jeremy leaned against her, his weight pinning her against the wall. Eventually, he would be ready to follow through with their dinner plans. At this rate, though, it would be a while. After all, he held the opinion that kissing was far more important than eating.

The hand on her hip slipped down the outside of her thigh, and once it reached her knee, he tugged her leg up over his hip. He continuously reminded himself that they could not go any further, but it was easy to forget that when they were wrapped up in one another.

"Mmm," he hummed against her lips.

Excellent didn't seem to cover just how good this idea had been, honestly, but Dari felt like there were much more important things she could be doing with her lips than trying to describe it. Like kissing. Had she mentioned that she loved kissing?

Dari's leg moved willingly as Jeremy tugged at it and she groaned softly as the motion brought them even closer. She was in a skirt, of course, and the material rode up a little more as they shifted into one another.

She echoed his humming as their lips worked together, smirking as she pulled his lower lip between her teeth. Really, she could easily skip dinner if it meant they could just keep doing this. It was only the second day and already she found herself thinking she was going to have to sneak into his room tonight. The idea of sleeping alone became even less appealing when she was being reminded of the alternative.

Jeremy groaned softly when her teeth raked over his bottom lip. After returning the favor, he trailed his lips down her chin and along the line of her jaw.

"Taste so good," he murmured. "Feel so good."

He rolled his hips forward and ground their bodies together. With the way her skirt had shifted, he could easily slip his hand under it, and he took complete advantage of this fact. His fingers slipped up the back of her leg until they were brushing lightly over her bottom.

"I want you," he growled as his mouth moved onto her neck.

"Mmmm, yes," she murmured distractedly as she tilted her head to give him better access to her jaw. "So good." It was amazing how his lips on her skin could feel so completely amazing. She didn't know how he did it, but her skin felt almost like fire when he touched her.

Dari moaned something of an agreement as their hips rolled together and she felt his hand sliding over her leg. "Guh, me too." Her fingernails scraped lightly over the back of his neck and she bit her lip to stifle another moan. She knew he liked to hear her, but this wasn't the most soundproof location they could have found and it wouldn't do to be caught. Especially before they were finished.

"Maybe we should..." she faltered as his lips grazed a particularly sensitive spot. "Maybe we should find somewhere.. Mmmm, Jer.." What had she been saying? Her focus left her as his lips and hands moved over her and suddenly she was pulling him into a hungry, desperate kiss, forgetting for a moment that she'd been trying to suggest the move this someplace else. In her defense, he was very distracting.

"We should," he confirmed.

Jeremy brought his lips to hers and kissed her for several minutes before he finally pulled back. The last thing he wanted was to stop kissing her, but it would ruin her reputation if they were caught. That meant more to him than getting off.

"I know just the place," he murmured with a smirk.

Unable to resist, he leaned in for one more kiss. He'd intended to lightly brush his lips over hers, but he ended up deepening the embrace.

"Let's go," he told her breathlessly as he pulled her from their alcove.

Tuesday September 7th, 2010

eligeremod@gmail.com — Tue, 14 Dec 2010 05:30:11 GMT

Original poster: eligeremod

Second day of school! Once again, class schedules by year can be found here.

Juniors in the AMP are just moving into a shared suite with their betrothed this year. Seniors will need to start working on resumes and wedding plans. Friends and couples are being reunited after what we hope was a relaxing and enjoyable summer break!

Weatherwise, it's a nice day, with a high of 68 and a low of 53. Early morning saw a little rain - about .6 inches - with some clouds until a little past lunchtime and clear skies from about 4pm on. Sunrise was at 7:44 AM MDT with sunset occurring at 8:40 PM MDT.

Have a bit of IC gossip or an idea for other events, etc that you'd like to see mentioned in a future day change? Drop us an email and we'll work it in!

THREAD: Garrett and Katherine

eligeremod@gmail.com — Tue, 14 Dec 2010 05:30:09 GMT

Original poster: superiore

Who: Garrett Pitt and Katherine Lawrence.
What: Domestic ~~annoyance~~ bliss.
Where: their shared suite
When: TBA Rating: PG-13
Status: Incomplete. Closed to them.

While the summer had been most enjoyable, Garrett was not sorry to be returning to school. He'd had a perfectly lovely holiday, of course, but there was much to look forward to in his junior year.

There had much to prepare for, as well. This term, rather than live in a regular dorm, Garrett would be sharing a suite with his betrothed. It was an important step in the preparation for their life together and while Garrett didn't believe in true love or any of that other foolish nonsense some subscribed to, he recognized it as an opportunity to make sure their cohabitation began on the proper footing.

The arrangements began well in advance. He'd spend a part of the summer corresponding with Katherine's parents as well as seeking guidance from his father and grandfather. In the end, it wasn't a grand gesture he chose, but the simple act of preparing an intimate breakfast on the first morning of the term.

Garrett had not, of course, actually cooked the meal himself. He had made the appropriate calls, however, arranging to have the food brought to him before she would wake. By the time Katherine had finished getting ready for the day, he would have a breakfast that featured some of her favorite foods laid out and ready for them.

"How did you sleep?" he inquired from his seat at the table as if there was nothing out of the ordinary. He stood and moved to pull out the other chair, indicating that she should sit. "I thought this would be nicer than being forced to dine with the masses," he added, preemptively explaining the intimate breakfast laid out in front of them.

Katherine hated feeling as though she was unprepared. Unfortunately, that was exactly how she felt as she exited her bedroom.

As trite as it may sound, she ate a certain meal on the first day of every school year. Her mother had started the tradition when she was a child, and she had continued it. This year, though, she had been a little stressed when she was making her preparations and had forgotten to pack that meal.

Prepared to dine in the dining hall with her classmates, she pulled her bag over her shoulder and headed for the door. Her steps faultered when she found that her betrothed was waiting for her, though.

"Well," she answered almost hesitantly. "Thank you." Her gaze moved over the meal he had prepared for them. It was an array of some of her favorite foods. She would have been surprised if he did not often know things she had not told him. "And yourself?"

After setting her bag on the sofa, she moved forward to take the chair he offered.

"Thank you," she murmured. "That was thoughtful of you."

This was not how she had planned to start her day, but he was right in thinking that it would be nicer than dining with the masses.

Garrett, had of course done his research. There was no need for Katherine to go without her traditional first day of school meal, because Garrett had spoken to her mother and made certain he had on hand everything she would want on this particular morning. Some might not see the value of such an effort, but Garrett felt that it was essential to beginning their cohabitation on the proper footing.

"I slept well," he assured her, a ghost of a smile playing about his lips as he waited for her to sit before before pushing her chair in for her. While the surge of triumph did not show in his expression when she thanked him, he felt certain that his attempts to start them off on the right foot this year were already beginning to be successful.

"How was your summer?" he inquired as he pulled a napkin into his lap and pulled some fresh fruit onto his plate. This was not mere pretense; Garrett was genuinely interested in how she had spent the holiday. Katherine was an excellent conversationalist and he found he nearly always looked forward to hearing what she had to say.

It had not escaped her attention, of course, that the meal she typically consumed on the first day of school was laid before her. She did not comment on that fact, though. As grateful as she was for the arrangements he had made, she did not want to praise him too much. After all, she held the opinion that his ego was large enough.

"Largely uneventful," she answered honestly as she opened her own napkin and draped it over her lap. Her posture was ridged as she pulled various piece of fresh fruit onto her plate, and it did not change when she took her first bite.

"As you know, my family vacationed in Europe," she continued once she had chewed and swallowed. "I spent a full month sightseeing. It was nice to be left to my own devices while my family visited the various things that interested them. How was your summer?"

Like Garrett, Katherine was not conversing with him because she felt obligated to do so. She would not admit it willingly, but he was one of the few people she enjoyed talking to.

Garrett did not need her praise to know that he had done well. He had followed everything exactly to the letter and he had become quite adept at reading the girl. It was obvious to him, even if it would not have been to anyone else, that she was pleased.

"We also spent some time in Europe," he answered her question with no hint of emotion in his tone or expression. "Much of it was spent in Italy, but we did venture to France for a week, as well - Grandfather had some business to attend to there and he permitted me to accompany him." It had been a lovely vacation and Garrett had enjoyed himself immensely, but of course he was not going to gush about it. That was not in his nature.

"I was able to acquire something I thought you might enjoy while I was there," he continued, reaching for the box he had hidden on the chair next to him. "I hope it was not too presumptuous of me, but I felt it was appropriate that I should give these to you."

He set the box on top of the table and gave it a gentle push across the surface toward Katherine, once again showing no hint of anxiety in his expression. He did not need to question whether or not she would like them. Garrett knew her well enough by now to anticipate her reaction.

Katherine and Garrett had not been required to spend time with one another during the break, but she had put forth the effort to communicate with him while they were away from school. As such, she was not terribly surprised when he told her that he had spent part of the summer in Europe. Rather than answering verbally, she merely nodded her head to show that she was listening.

She was listening, but a fair amount of her focus was on the food in front of them. He garnered her undivided attention when he set the gift on the table and slid it to her, though.

"That was thoughtful of you," she murmured for the second time since she had woken up.

After wiping her fingers on the napkin in her lap, she pulled the box closer and removed the lid. It was filled with chocolate.

"It was not presumptuous of you," she assured him after a moment. "Thank you."

Few people knew of her fondness for French chocolate, and until now, she had been certain that Garrett was not one of those people.

The corners of her mouth pulled into a very slight smile as she replaced the lid. She was not the type to gush over the gifts she received, but it was obvious that she was pleased.

Her attention quickly returned to the meal they were sharing. Most of the time, he was insufferable, and she had dreaded this domesticity. Right now, though, she could not help thinking that this was not as horrible as she had imagined.

"Tea?" she questioned as she lifted the pot from the table.

Garrett knew that Katherine was not completely ignorant to how he had spent their holiday away from school. They had, of course, corresponded throughout the summer. There were a few details he had not shared with her, though, and he took the opportunity to do so now, telling her of the various sights he had seen and conversing about the time he had spent in France with his grandfather.

To be truthful, he had not been certain of how his gift would be received. He did not know for a fact that Katherine would appreciate the chocolate. While he often made it a point to find out her desires and meet them, in this instance, he had merely made a lucky guess. Most women liked chocolate, after all. The chocolates he had carefully selected were also among his mother's favorites and he'd been hopeful that Katherine would be likewise appreciative.

"You are welcome," he murmured politely.

He did notice the slight smile and he took that as a confirmation that his gamble had paid off. It was plain that she was appreciative, even if she did not choose to make that obvious.

A slight smile graced his own lips and he nodded his head at her next question. "Yes, please," he said. A moment later, after she had poured the tea into his cup, he thanked her.

Katherine listened intently as he filled her in on the various details his letters had left to the imagination. As a person, he was quite detestable. There was something about his voice, though. When he wasn't being pompous, she could listen to him talk for hours.

Once he had finished, she returned the favor. There was a light behind her eyes as she spoke of the various museums she had visited while she was in Europe. She tried to appear emotionless, but it was obvious that she held a passion for the art she had seen.

Under different circumstances, she would not have offered to fill his cup. At the moment, though she was in a exceptionally good mood. She even smiled when he thanked her. After filling his cup, she filled her own. For the first time in several months, she found herself thinking that living with him might not be so horrible.

Katherine ate quietly for a few moments before she cleared her throat and questioned him. "Is there anything we should discuss, such as boundaries and annoyances, now that we are living together?"

This was why he was so drawn to her.

Katherine might seem to all the world a cold and unfeeling bitch, but Garrett had grown to know her. He had seen the passion bubbling beneath the cool, collected surface she worked so hard to maintain. Even now, it was obvious she was trying to maintain a neutral expression, but he could see the light - the fire - in her eyes. It was not dissimilar to the fire that burned there during those occasions when they bickered and it was one of the chief things he liked about her.

Garrett raised a brow at her query, an amused smirk playing about his lips. While it was logical to discuss such matters, he felt they were well matched and did not foresee an issue. Naturally, though, he was thinking of his own boundaries, which would be much more important than any she might have. After all, he was Garrett Pitt. He was not used to being told what he could and could not do and he was unlikely to acquiesce to a request he was not in agreement with.

"To what boundaries and annoyances might you be referring?" her asked her, not bothering to keep the amusement from his tone.

Katherine was certain her mother would scold her for suggesting that boundaries needed to be set, but she did not care. She valued her privacy and wanted to be absolutely certain that it would not be violated in the coming months. If that meant that she needed to behave in an improper manner, she was willing to do just that.

Having finished eating, she took a sip of her tea and set the cup on the table. His obvious amusement annoyed her, but she schooled her expression. At the moment, bickering with him would not be beneficial.

"My sleeping quarters," she answered simply. "I would never invade your privacy. I only ask that you return that favor."

Under difference circumstances, she might have demanded that he stay out of her bedroom. She hoped that he would be more willing to agree if she phrased it as a request.

Bickering might not be beneficial, but the idea was not without its merits. Garrett enjoyed the way her eyes flashed when she was angry with him and he often could not help saying or doing things to purposefully bring about such a reaction.

"Your sleeping quarters," he echoed with a smirk. "You do realize there will soon come a time when we shall be sharing sleeping quarters, do you not?"

Oh, he did not begrudge her the request, truly, but where was the fun in giving in so easily when he could toy with her a little first?

Katherine often wondered if he enjoyed arguing her. She had tried to tell herself that she was imagining it, but she was certain that he said some things with the intention of annoying her.

Her nostrils flared ever so slightly when he questioned her. She was well aware that they would one day share sleeping quarters, but that had little to do with this conversation. Obviously, she had wasted her time by politely requesting this of him.

"I am perfectly aware that we will one day share sleeping quarters as well as a bed," she answered, her tone betraying the annoyance she was trying to hide. "It will be quite a while before that happens, though, and I would appreciate it if you respect my privacy."

She lifted her napkin from her lap and set it on the table. A part of her wanted to leave, but she knew that would not accomplish anything. If they were going to be husband and wife, she would need to be capable of having such discussions.

He smirked again as her nostrils flared. Perhaps it made him something of a sadist, but he enjoyed pulling such a reaction from her. It was much more entertaining than her polite request had been.

"Do you not foresee a day when you might want me in your sleeping quarters, love?" he inquired, lips quirked in a smirk, his eyes dancing with amusement. Garrett would not have been so candid with his expressions in public, but he did not mind letting Katherine see how much he was enjoying this. She should feel privileged, honestly. Few people were fortunate to see this side of him.

He could tell he was pressing his luck. He could see from her body language that she was tempted to run out on him. He couldn't quite help himself, though.

It was no secret that Katherine detested pet names. She was certain that was why her betrothed insisted upon using them. She refrained from commenting on the fact that he had referred to her as something other than her given name.

"I do not," she answered flatly. Her expression was void of emotion, but her hands clinched into tight fists. This was not a discussion she wanted to have. Short of leaving, she saw no way around it, though.

"Once I am your wife, I will..." she paused to consider her words. "I will fulfill all of my obligations. I do not foresee myself enjoying each and every task that is laid before me, but we are occasionally required to do things we do not enjoy."

Though her hands were knotted together under the edge of the table, her posture was perfect and her gaze was locked with his. If he had wanted her to lie to him, he had asked the wrong question.

"Do you not?" Garrett continued to smirk, plainly amused by the way this conversation was going. How could he help himself, really. He was certain that he would enjoy the tasks they were hinting toward. He suspected she knew it, as well, and her pretense in this matter amused him.

"Tell me, Katie," he continued, smirking as he used a nickname he knew would irritate her further, "what is it about me that repulses you so?"

Garrett had no desire for him to lie to him. He preferred her honesty, in point of fact. He merely enjoyed getting a rise out of her.

"I do not."

Though her expression was still void of emotion, her tone made it clear that she was growing weary of this subject. Fortunately, she had decided to treat this as a learning experience. If they were to marry, they would inevitably have conversations such as this on a regular basis. If she became accustomed to it now, she would have to exercise less willpower in the future.

"Katherine," she corrected automatically. "I did not say I was repulsed by you, Garrett. I said, albeit with a little more finesse, that I did not foresee myself enjoying sexual intercourse. Do you not see the difference?"

Katherine was certain that he would enjoy the responsibilities that came with marriage, but she knew herself better than he could ever hope to. Whether he chose to believe it or not, she did not believe that she would enjoy sharing a bed with him. Of course, she had never seen the appeal of copulation.

If Garrett did not have a better hold on his reactions, he might have snorted. It was ludicrous to think that she would not enjoy that aspect of their marriage. May that was Garrett's own ego speaking, but he found such an assertion completely ridiculous.

"Saying that you do not foresee yourself enjoy that aspect of our marriage implies that you hold no attraction for me, Katie," he argued, ignoring her correction.

A less confident man might feel offended, slighted in some way. Garrett did not have this problem, however. He was well aware that he was attractive. If she was trying to claim otherwise, she was merely in denial.

"Katherine," she corrected a second time. "My statement implies nothing of the sort. In point of fact, it has absolutely nothing to do with you. I do not believe I will enjoy that aspect of our marriage because I am not a sexual being. I have never been a sexual being. Intercourse will not change that."

She paused briefly to consider what she had said. After such a statement, she could see where he might want to end their engagement. Rather than bringing that disgrace upon her family, she began to backtrack.

"It will not be an issue, though," she assured him with a dismissive wave of her hand. "I will, of course, make sure that you are satisfied. My own enjoyment or lack there of, is of little importance to me."

As a virgin, Katherine could not begin to fathom what she would need to do in order to satisfy him. Fortunately, she had plenty of time to research the subject and was certain she could keep her promise if she truly put her mind to it.

"I assure you," she added after a brief hesitation, "that you will never be disappointed."

"You are full of passion," Garrett countered. "Perhaps you don't think yourself as a sexual being, if you must phrase it so crudely, but I think you will be surprised at much much you will enjoy that aspect of our marriage. I intend to make certain of it."

For all his amusement, Garrett was serious in that particular statement. He could see what a passionate woman Katherine was under the cool, collected facade and he had no intention of ever leaving his future wife unsatisfied.

"What if I tell you that I could never be satisfied if my wife does not desire me the way that I desire her?" he questioned her. Someone who did not know him well could possible interpret his question as insecurity rather than casual curiosity or an attempt to pull another reaction from her.

Katherine very nearly laughed when he assured her that she was full of passion. Occasionally, she would admit that he knew her better than anyone else, but his assessment of this particular aspect of her personality was so far off base, that she could not help thinking that he must have confused her with someone else.

"My flaws are few, but I am capable of acknowledging them for what they are. You must have mistaken me for someone else."

She did not say it aloud, but she was relieved to hear that her feelings on the matter were marginally important to him. After all, it was no secret that a woman experienced a certain level of discomfort the first time she engaged in sexual intercourse. A very small part of her had worried that he would not be appropriately concerned.

"You will have no reason to question my desire for you," she answered automatically. "As stated, my own satisfaction means very little to me. You will hold my undivided attention. I will behave just as you expect me to."

Katherine did not see insecurity in his question. Instead, she assumed he was pushing the issue with the intention of annoying her.

Garrett shook his head at her protests, though the gesture was so slight as to be nearly imperceptible if one was not paying attention.

"I have not," he assured her. "You are a passionate being, Katherine, whether you choose to acknowledge it or not. You usually keep your passion well hidden, but I am not so easy to fool..

"Your satisfaction matters to me," he countered as she continued to insist that she would make sure he was satisfied. "I have grown... fond of you over the past couple of years," he admitted. He was not ashamed of the admission and while he would not ordinarily be so candid, he believed that voicing it out loud might be of assistance in this matter.

"If your desire is not genuine, I will know. You are a gifted actress, but you are not that good, particularly when it comes to hiding your true wishes from me."

Katherine did not believe she was void of passion. After all, she knew she was passionate about the things that interested her. She did not, however, believe that the passion she felt for ballet was the same passion he expected her to exhibit once they were sharing a bed.

One of her brows lifted slightly when he admitted that he had grown fond of her. Since she was of the firm opinion that he only cared about himself, this surprised her, but her expression did not change.

He wanted her to desire him. It was rare that she found herself speechless, but that was exactly how she felt when he assured her that he would know if her desire was not genuine. How was she supposed to respond? She would be lying if she promised that she would desire him.

"I suppose," she answered, "that you will need to work at being more desirable, then." This time, it was her eyes that sparkled with amusement.

"I shall keep that in mind." Garrett's amusement was relatively apparent on his face. Where some young men might have felt discouraged by such teasing, Garrett was completely confident in himself. He knew he was easily one of the most desirable young men in existence. It was obvious from the sparkle in her eyes that she was merely teasing and Garrett had no cause to take her words seriously.

There was a brief pause before he lifted the kettle. "Would you like some more tea?" he asked her after he'd refilled his own cup. They would need to clean up and leave for class soon, but he saw no reason why the remainder of their time before class couldn't be passed pleasantly.

Katherine would not go so far as to say that she found her betrothed desirable. If she was being honest, though, she would have to admit that he was an attractive young man. Unfortunately, someone would need to slip Veritaserum into her tea for her to be that honest.

"Yes, please."

Though she had been annoyed through the majority of their conversation, she found herself smiling as he refilled her cup. She was incapable of explaining it, but she was actually in a good mood. It was odd.

"Thank you."

Katherine would never admit it to herself or anyone else, but she enjoyed hearing that he did not think she was frigid.

They would soon need to leave for class, but she was content to spend the next few moments sipping her tea.