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Post by Brent McKinney-Jackson on Dec 22, 2011 14:49:27 GMT
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Post by Willhellminna "Minna" Theoreux on Dec 23, 2011 3:08:17 GMT
Minna sighed in frustration. They had to be angry for him to do what they ask of him. But Minna had to calm down. She turned to look at Maryn with her broken-hearted face that only her had ever seen.
“Please Brent.... I just need to see him. You’re already lucky to have Maryn with you. I’m not as lucky as you are here. I didn’t jump on the chance to have him when he asked me years ago. I was scared that he might just toy with me… But I say how devastated he looked. It was horrible. I wanted to take everything back and say that I was just kidding and have him… But I couldn’t. not even us witches and wizards can play with time.”
Those were the words she wanted to tell him. She looked at Maryn straight in the eyes with the look that says Now you are seeing the weak and fragile me… Happy? That Even the high and mighty slytherin like me can be weak?”
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Post by [Maryn Lovegood] on Dec 24, 2011 11:08:23 GMT
[/font][/color] (OOC: Sorry it's short..)
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Post by Brent McKinney-Jackson on Dec 28, 2011 13:34:51 GMT
[/i] forced him to walk all the way to his office and back... he'd get his revenge, probably, at some point. A hint of a smile on his face, Brent walked towards Minna and handed her the address. Whilst he was in his office, he'd made a copy for himself for when he needed to owl Steven. "Enjoy." he said with a slight smirk.[/font][/color][/ul]
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Post by Willhellminna "Minna" Theoreux on Dec 29, 2011 15:00:42 GMT
Minna stared at the piece of parchment that Brent had handed her. She wasn't sure what she was going to do with it. Should she write to Steven or wait until Brent does something stupid like write to Steven and say that she asked for his address. Then a smirk came across her face. she pulled out her wand, aimed at Brent (behind his back I supposed) and casted a leg-locking spell.
Minna had ALWAYS been good with hexes and curses. Her spell hint Brent without him knowing any less that she was holding up her wand at him. She stood up and, gave him a self-satisfied smirk, a genuine Slytherin smirk. "Thanks, Maryn's twit is a shining tiara. Appreciated." she said as she sat back down next to Maryn.
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Post by [Maryn Lovegood] on Dec 29, 2011 20:32:37 GMT
[/i] annoying. At least she didn't think he was anyway... And the way he smirked at Minna wasn't going to do him any favours either. She tried hard to hold back her laughter as Minna casted a leg-locking spell at her husband. Brent wouldn't be happy if she did laugh but she simply couldn't help it... She laughed for what felt like ages, until tears were streaming down her face and her ribs were sore. "Oh, Minna, I do love you!" she wheezed, before burying her face in her friend's shoulder as another fit of giggles escaped her mouth.[/ul][/color][/font]
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Post by Brent McKinney-Jackson on Dec 30, 2011 11:16:33 GMT
[/i] had cast a leg locking charm on him. He pulled out his wand an reversed the spell before climbing to his feet and rubbing his face. "Real funny, Theoreux, real funny." he glared at the head of Slytherin and put away his wand. He badly wanted to retaliate back couldn't now as Minna would be expecting it and Maryn would probably side with Minna on this particular occasion. He raised a brow to his giggling wife and said coolly, "What a great way to show your undying love for me, Mrs McKinney." Brent tried to keep a straight face but Maryn's laughter always set him off too. "Yeah, thanks a lot for your concern, ladies." Brent chuckled, kind of seeing that this whole thing was pretty funny.[/font][/color][/ul]
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Post by [Maryn Lovegood] on Jan 11, 2012 20:21:55 GMT
[/i]? Oh, you do speak a lot of nonsense sometimes, Brenty." He didn't look too annoyed really. Maryn knew that Brent had the tendency to make a big fuss of things most of the time. "Look, I think you're bleeding!" she gasped. There was not a spot of blood on Brent, she just wanted to see his reaction, knowing it would be a funny one. She turned to Minna and smiled, "I wonder why a clever guy like Steven was even owling an idiot like Brent?... I also wonder what he'll think when he gets an owl from the stunning Minna Theoreux..." Maryn couldn't help but grin, she had a good feeling about Steven and Minna. Even if there was never any romance between then, she was sure they would at least make good friends.[/color][/font][/ul]
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Post by Willhellminna "Minna" Theoreux on Jan 12, 2012 9:07:10 GMT
Minna tried her best not to laugh out loud. She watched Brent and Maryn tease each other and was happy to say the least. Then she wondered what Steven was doing all of a sudden when Maryn mentioned Steven's name. "Yes, why would you been in contact with him if you two aren't close?" Minna asked seriously at Brent.
She was beginning to be skeptical again. And she didn't like being that way. But it was unavoidable though. She was just like that. Then a smirk came across her face as Maryn's words began to sink it. "However, do you think I would really owl him first? And what do you think I should even say? I'm sure he doesn't even remember me." Minna said as the smirk began to fade away.
Then she thought about Redpaw and their deal. It sounded crazy. For two people to have that kind of plan and just see where it goes is like going into battle without a plan. But Redpaw promised her that he'd try and she promised him the same. She thought about Steven and wondered if he felt anything for her. It was one of the questions she didn't want to know the answer to.
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Post by Brent McKinney-Jackson on Jan 14, 2012 21:13:31 GMT
[/i] an idiot!" he scoffed, folding his arms over his chest defensively. At least Minna hadn't also called him an idiot. Well, not this time, anyway. "That's kind of a funny story actually..." he chuckled, "We've kept in contact because we have an agreement: if I send him British beer, he sends me Asian beer, then we owl eachother when we get drunk. It's hilarious the stuff he's sent me and I kind of dread to think what I've sent him..."[/color][/font][/ul]
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Post by [Maryn Lovegood] on Jan 14, 2012 21:49:43 GMT
[/i] didn't surprise her at all. When it came to Brent McKinney, basically everything involved beer. She gave Minna an encouraging smile. "Of course! Just ask how he is, tell him how you're doing." she said excitedly, "I doubt he would've forgotten you, Minny. You're the type of person who is easy to remember."[/color][/ul]
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Post by Willhellminna "Minna" Theoreux on Jan 16, 2012 2:23:12 GMT
Minna sighed. “Do you really think that, Maryn? Why would Coville even remember me when I didn't even talk to him much when we were still here. He probably doesn't remember me at all. He probably hates me...” Minna began rattling off her theories.
She didn't know why but she knew that Steven would probably be better off without her. She was demanding and nagging and bossy. It was being her but there was nothing she herself could do. She tried not to be too bossy but it failed before. She ended up bursting and working her house elves three days straight.
She sighed and shrugged. She barely did such actions with people around. But she no longer cared. “What do you think, Brent? Do you think he still remembers me?” she asked then paused. Then slowly she began to smirk in an evil way. The smirk that would send shivers down anyone's spine who would see her face.
Minna turned to Brent, still with the evil smirk and was chuckling. “I should have thought about it first... Brent...” her voice became sweet, sickly sweet that is. The type of sweetness that you know something was behind it.
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Post by Brent McKinney-Jackson on Jan 18, 2012 19:01:07 GMT
[/i]. He didn't care at all about Minna and Steven, he cared about Mercenary because nothing was more important to him than Odd Virtues You Can't Sweat Out's music. And he was sure that Chase and Hunter were going to fall in love with these lyrics. Brent had already. Tunes were already forming inside of his head and he was subconsciously tapping out a rhythm on his leg. "Huh? What? Who?" he gabbled, realising that Minna had asked him a question. Then she smirked and Brent paled a little. That woman was made of pure evil and she was smirking at him which was not good at all. "Yes?" Brent squeaked, sure that he probably didn't want to know what she would say to him next.[/color][/font][/ul]
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Post by [Maryn Lovegood] on Jan 18, 2012 20:50:42 GMT
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Post by Willhellminna "Minna" Theoreux on Jan 19, 2012 11:49:54 GMT
Minna grabbed a hold of Brent's arm and held on tightly. "Dearest Brent... You simply will be writting to Steven about me. And you will write like you have not been threatened to do it and will not write like you live in the same castle with me.. Though you have been living in the same castle with me and are being threatened to write it, you shall not act like it." Minna's smirk was pure evil
She knew Brent was going to have to do what she tell him. Maryn was holding out the piece of music sheet Brent was holding earlier. She snatched it before Brent could take it himself. "If you don't... I'll just have to burn this little music sheet here. And I know you wouldn't want that to happen now, would you?" she added.
"Besides, you wouldn't want anything bad to happen to Chase and Hunt do you? And I'm surw your band wouldn't want any... Incidents along the wy to stardom, right Brent?" she asked him with a look of pure cold and evil in her eyes. She was desperate to try and include Chase and Hunt into the problem.
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