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	Characters Charlie and OPEN Setting Rienzi common room, after classes Content NSFW, mild swearing likely Summary Charlie needs a distraction from Potions homework There wasn't a lot of subjects Charlie made an effort in, but Potions was one of them. It was something he had always had a flare for, all the ingrediants fascinated him and he would be lying if he said there weren't alterior motives behind learning them all. Perhaps a killer halucinogenic that he could sell once he was out of school? The possibilities were endless. And that is why if Charlie was ever sat in the common room, bent over an essay with a creased brow, guaranteed it was for Advanced Potions. Scribbling out an entire paragraph he had slaved away on for the best part of half an hour, Charlie gave an exhasperated sigh and put the pen down, rubbing his eyes and finally looking up to take note of his surroundings. As usual the common room was busy. Students were pouring in from after classes and meeting before going down to dinner together. A group of girls were tormenting a freshman boy and one junior had steam coming out of his ears (whilst his friends pointed and laughed). but all the commotion was dulled by his ear phones, which he pulled out to bring the noise level back to normal. He waited for a welcome distraction to rescue him from grammar and recipes that were filling his head. Tags: !incomplete, charles oliver

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	From: cantspell	Date: January 10th, 2011 10:48 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Ciaran shoved his hands in his pockets as he headed downstairs. It was only Monday and he was already sick classes. He was sick of detention too, and he still had almost the full week of it to go.

Fucking Burford.

Perhaps the only silver lining here was that enemies of enemies were friends, and that red-headed girl who had seemed to think that it was her right to break things up was definitely on the enemies list now.

She was on Emilie's list of enemies too, which was the reason why he was going over to see her now.

Well, it was the main reason anyway.

The common room stood between the dormitory stairs and the door. Ciaran stared straight ahead to where he was going, ignoring the sideways glances and the ever so audible sound of people whispering.

Yeah yeah, serial killer passing though. Surely this was old news by now.

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	From: walktheline	Date: January 10th, 2011 11:07 pm (UTC)		(Link)

The new guy stuck out but that was mostly because he was a fresh face. Charlie noticed him and spotted a potential business opportunity he was yet untapped.

"Hey! Uh.." Shit. What was his name again? "Carl? Connor!" It definitely began with C. He just hoped Ciaran would take the hint and come over.

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	From: cantspell	Date: January 10th, 2011 11:29 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Ciaran frowned and turned towards the voice. Even though he wasn't shouting the right names, the stoner over in the corner seemed to be shouting at him.

Great stuff.

That dealer rumour was going to be back with a vengeance now.

Although he stopped walking, Ciaran didn't head over there. He was still on his way out, whether this guy wanted to call him every name that wasn't his or not.

He raised a brow at the stoner, waiting to see what he was after.

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	From: walktheline	Date: January 10th, 2011 11:38 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Charlie resigned himself to the fact that he was going to have to move and leave the best chair in the room. Sadly he vacated it and ambled over to Ciaran.

"Hey man, are you going outside? I could use a smoke."

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	From: cantspell	Date: January 11th, 2011 06:16 pm (UTC)		(Link)

...was he going outside? Ciaran scowled, because that was what you deserved if you asked someone who was heading towards the main door of a building whether they were going outside.

This was what happened when recreational use became a habit.

And since when was he this dude's smoke buddy? It wasn't as though he'd asked if anyone was heading outside for one, he was already going somewhere..

With a resigned sigh, he continued towards the door, letting the other guy follow if he wanted to. The sooner this dude left him alone, the sooner he could get to Emilie's.

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	From: walktheline	Date: January 11th, 2011 07:32 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Once they were outside Charlie began to roll a cigarette discreetly, tucking it behind his ear when he was finished and looking at Chris or Calvin or something.

"Do you smoke?" He began rolling a second cig anyway. He was curious about the new kid. "How are you finding Cresent City? I heard you tranferred from Denver, right? Are the babes hot over there?"

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	From: cantspell	Date: January 12th, 2011 06:17 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Ciaran shrugged. "Sometimes."

Well, if this guy was offering then maybe he could stay for a cigarette. He'd only look like an eager dickbag if he got to Emilie's on time anyway. Ciaran rested his back on the wall and folded his arms over his chest.

"It's school, pretty much sucks wherever you go. Denver was okay I guess, and the pussy was decent."

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	From: walktheline	Date: January 12th, 2011 06:31 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Charlie finished rolling and handed the second cig to Ciaran, stopping when he stopped and lighting his own.

"Yeah? I got a couple of buddies there. They say it's kinda a school for jocks or something. Meatheads and shit" he mumbled around his cigarette, shrugging.

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	From: cantspell	Date: January 12th, 2011 07:24 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Ciaran lit his cigarette and brought it to his mouth. "Yeah, there were a lot of meatheads at that school, but the people I knew were pretty cool. Who do you know there?"

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	From: walktheline	Date: January 12th, 2011 07:31 pm (UTC)		(Link)

It was a strain to think of names and Charlie squinted off into the distance trying to recall.

"Do you know uh..Big Dave! Yeah that's his name. He's tall and he hangs with that tiny kid called Barf." He laughed a little. "Actually, Barf owes me thirty bucks."

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	From: cantspell	Date: January 12th, 2011 07:53 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Barf?" Ciaran frowned and blew smoke out through his nose. "I...don't know a Barf. You sure it's Denver Prep you're thinking of?" Because if this guy was toasted most of the time, who knew where he really meant. "What about Tyler Yates? Jamie Taylor? Tripp Chambers?"

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	From: walktheline	Date: January 12th, 2011 08:06 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Yeah...I think Barf might be like, thirty? My bad." Charlie smiled and shook his head. None of those names rang a bell to him.

"I heard you got in a fight with Sim, man. That's too bad. A bunch of kids filmed it on their phones and stuff. Looks kind of painful."

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	From: cantspell	Date: January 12th, 2011 08:17 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Yeah, this guy definitely didn't know anyone from his school.

As for the mention of his most recent clash with Lalaurie's resident douchebag, he just shrugged. "I guess. You don't really feel it at the time. Besides," he smirked a bit and paused to take another drag, "Burford punches like a fucking woman."

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