Post by FINNICK SYMON BRAVERMAN on Dec 16, 2016 20:30:33 GMT -6
you'll get the picture of your dreams
Finn had decided that he was starving. Even though it was only a few hours after dinner, and he surely should have been held over by the enormous amount of food he had consumed during that meal, he didn't feel like he'd eaten in days. He was famished. Seriously. His stomach was growling and his head felt light. He'd been in the boy's dorm - he didn't know where the twins were - but suddenly got the urge to find them.
He rose from the bed he'd been lounging on, reading a science-fiction thriller, a relic from his childhood muggle bookshelf. He tossed it carelessly on the bed before going downstairs to the common room, where he spotted the pair. Brushing past a particularly obnoxious first year, who was yelling for no apparent reason, he went over and stood awkwardly net to them. He smiled at Arin and then at Theo, before getting right to the point. They were not a trio to mince words. "I'm hungry. Will you guys go to the kitchens with me?"
Théodore DeRosiers wasn't really hungry. He wasn't really anything except stuck on this one drawing that he'd been thinking about all day. Instead of paying attention in class, he'd decided to start sketching out something, then suddenly he was taking notes on his drawing and he was angry at the world and, really, the rest of the day just kind of went downhill.
Théodore liked Finn. He liked him well enough anyway because he thought Arin could have chosen a worse friend and Finn was a pretty quiet guy, which meant he wasn't really that bothersome.
So instead of answering, he went back to his drawing and let Arin do the answering.
While her twin was drawing, Arin was writing, though her project wasn't nearly as creative. Once again, she was working on figuring out all of the details surrounding their father, though Theo wasn't aware of this fact currently. She had a few new theories she wanted to iron out before they spoke about it again. Or tried to break into the Ministry again. That had been a fun summer.
Her thoughts were interrupted and her hand tightened on her quill as she got ready to snap at whoever it was, but when she looked up and saw Finn standing there, all annoyance flew out the window and one corner of her mouth even twitched upwards. "Yeah, sure," she agreed. She wasn't the hungriest, but time away from her project might give her a clearer mind when she came back to it. And spending time with Finn was always a win.
Post by FINNICK SYMON BRAVERMAN on Dec 25, 2016 20:02:42 GMT -6
you'll get the picture of your dreams
Finn noted that both of the twins were working on projects, so he wasn't all that surprised when he didn't get much of a reaction out of Theo. Instead, he stood behind Arin and propped his chin on her head, squinting down at her writing, although he wasn't really focused enough to read it. He wrapped his arms around her for a second, hugging her before letting go again. He was happy to see her - by anyone else's scale, that half-hug was all but a jump for joy.
"Hi, Arin." He said, simply. It was pretty clear there was only one twin his eyes couldn't get enough of, though he did glance sideways to see if Theo noticed anything odd about the two of them. "You sure you don't mind interrupting your writing for me?" He asked, smiling widely down at her. He hoped she'd come with him, he liked every minute he spent with her.
When Arin said "yeah, sure," Théodore decided to stop what he was doing and sit up at the ready, at which point he saw Finnick interacting with the female DeRosiers in a most unexpected way. He quirked a brow and stared for a moment. Were they...was he....
Théodore shook out his thoughts, got to his feet, and said, "Don't give her a chance to change her mind if you want us to go with you." He packed his belongings into the schoolbag that had been left carefully beside his couch and slung it over his shoulder.
At the half-hug, Arin found herself smiling. It was still a bit strange to be so casually touchy with someone, but she liked it all the same and she leaned into it slightly before he withdrew again. "No, I don't mind," she assured him with a soft smile. "I like spending time with you." The volume of her voice dropped at the second sentence, as if she was hesitant to say it and her eyes flicked to her brother for a second, wondering if he'd accidentally heard.
"I'm not going to change my mind," she grumped as she heard Théo speak. She closed her journal and wrapped the string back around it to keep it shut before packing that away and joining the boys in standing. And regretted it because she always felt so small near both of them. "Well let's go then."
Post by FINNICK SYMON BRAVERMAN on Jan 9, 2017 19:30:49 GMT -6
you'll get the picture of your dreams
Theo finally decided to speak up. If he noticed the touchy reaction and had any sort of physical reaction to it, Finn was too distracted to take note. Pretty much any time he was in a room with Arin, his attention was consumed by her.
It made concentrating in class especially difficult. He smiled at Arin's words, brushing a gentle hand across the top of her hair. Then, hee pulled away as Theo got up, finally turning his attention to the male twin. "She does tend to change her mind quickly, doesn't she?" He joked, hoping to diffuse the tension if there was any building between the two boys.
Finn watched as Arin stood, finding his knee jerk reaction to want to reach and grab her hand. Normally, he would have thought nothing of that. However, he didn't know how Theo would react, so he just sort of awkwardly stuffed his fists into the pocket of his blue hoodie. "Okay. Hey, did you guys finish the Charms assignment yet?" He asked, an attempt at a conversation starter.
Théo quirked a small grin at both Arin's and Finn's remarks and shrugged his shoulders. When he saw his sister and his best friend a bit more separated than they had been, he was sure it had all just been a trick of his imagination before; he could proceed more easily now knowing they weren't keeping a secret from him.
He would, of course, remain skeptical, but Théo would offer them the benefit of the doubt.
To Finn's question, he answered easily, "Yes," and led the way out of the Ravenclaw Tower. Although he wasn't particularly hungry, he most certainly didn't want to stall and waste time.
Huffing Arin crossed her arms over her chest, giving an exaggerated pout at the two boys as they ganged up on her slightly. However, the reaction didn't last very long as Théo started to lead the way out of the tower. Though she wasn't worried about her brother's reactions to, well, anything, she was glad that he was ahead of them now. Just for the moment.
Except Finn's hands were in his damn pockets. Huffing again, she held out her own hand to him and looked at him expectantly. "Of course the assignment is done," she said as she waited for him to do something. "Haven't you done yours?"
Post by FINNICK SYMON BRAVERMAN on Jan 19, 2017 17:46:20 GMT -6
you'll get the picture of your dreams
When the less than descriptive answer came from Theo, Finn wasn't all that surprised. He did, however, hear some huffing and puffing from behind him. Turning slightly, he eyed the small but powerful being that was his girlfriend. She wore a luck of absolute annoyance. He looked down at her hand, confused for a second, his own remaining rooted in his pockets. After a sidelong glance at Theo, he extracted one and grabbed hers, as if doing it quickly would make it less obvious.
"Yeah I finished mine too." He said. They were a group of overachievers, after all. He'd just been trying to find something to talk about. He hoped if he distracted the pair with conversation enough that Theo would not notice anything strange between himself and Arin.
Théodore could only trust that his sister and his best friend were following behind him. If they betrayed his trust, he would feel utterly defeated and positively distraught with angry, but he was sure that that wouldn't be the case. He had to be sure, because looking behind him was treacherous to the path he'd lain forth.
He was always preparing for the path in front of him, and looking behind him wasted precious, valuable time.
The corridors were a bit dark, and the torches cast nasty shadows on the brick walls. Théodore was transfixed by his own shadow as they slunk down the first corridor then the next, and his mind was reeling with concerns and ideas. Arin's and Finnick's shadows were too close together for him to notice anything peculiar. Soon they reached the staircase, which meant they were well on their way to their destination.
His shadow flickered as the torches cast them on the uneven stone staircase, and his mind flickered too. Anything Arin or Finnick might have said to him would have fallen on deaf ears. Quite suddenly, he felt very uncomfortable, and the boy thought for a moment that he might consume himself, if only he accidentally willed it. Was it possible to will oneself to death? He most certainly didn't want to die, but his sudden fixation on death had made his mind wander down that path. Was their father currently rotting in his cell, or had he already died?
Such injustice! Théodores fists clenched, the both of them, in his rage! Disbelief that the world might be so cruel! Uncharacteristically, his eyes closed as he tried to ignore the shadows. He didn't want to be imprisoned, nor did he want his sister to meet a similar fate.
Without warning, his foot missed the next step, and he fell forward; and as he tried to catch himself on his shoulder, he rolled down a few more steps, coming to a painful but very fortunate stop on the landing that they had nearly reached.
Quite pleased now, Arin let her annoyed expression melt away as she and Finn started to follow after her twin. Théo hadn't acted like he'd noticed anything between the two of them yet, but that didn't necessarily mean anything. It made Arin almost wish she'd approached things before now, but there was no time like the present she supposed, assuming it came up at all. There was always a chance it would be brought up in privacy later, but for now she was just going to take things one step at a time and try not to plan too far ahead. Other people were unpredictable after all.
Her attention was mostly on Finn, as it often was when he was around, and she might have forgotten they weren't on their own had there not been too many shadows dancing on the walls around them. Except then there was suddenly one too few shadows and her eyes snapped to where her brother had been just a moment before. "Théo!" she called as she pulled her hand free from Finn's to hurry down the last few steps to him, kneeling next to him where he'd landed and looking for any visible injuries.
Post by FINNICK SYMON BRAVERMAN on Jan 24, 2017 22:00:08 GMT -6
you'll get the picture of your dreams.
Finn squeezed the small hand that occupied his gently. Theo loomed ahead of him, his height almost a match for Finn's. The torches lit ahead exaggeratedly long shadows, making Finn's already tall one seem that much longer. His attention was mostly consumed by Arin at the moment, his eyes flitting towards her every few seconds. He didn't think she'd discussed their relationship with Theo yet, and wondered what kind of reaction it would garner.
The sudden excitement that sprang from Arin startled him, and he watched dumbstruck as she ran to the side of her fallen twin for a second, standing awkwardly before running over as well. He knelt down beside Arin, casting her an anxious look. It was unlike Theo to be so clumsy. Was he okay? "Theo? Are you hurt?" He asked, his voice coming out much calmer than he actually felt.
Théo grumbled and shifted into a sitting position. His shoulder was sore, a little too painful for comfort, but he gave it a few rolls to make sure it was still attached and unbroken. "I'm fine," he mumbled. "Sorry." That had been embarrassing. His cheeks were flushed red now, a side effect of the falling as much as it was his embarrassment.
Not one for extra attention, he slowly got to his feet. "I'm fine," he repeated. "Let's go get some food." As if nothing happened, he shoved his hands into his pockets and started off down the stairs again.
Arin watched, on edge, as her twin did a quick self-evaluation from his fall. Being nurturing and the like wasn't normally in her nature, but Théo was one of the few people that could bring out that side of her. Her family meant the most of her over everything else, even more after what had happened when they were children.
As the boy made to stand back up, she straightened up as well, still looking him over. She needed to be sure he wasn't trying to play off something more serious than a tumble. But he didn't act like he was more hurt. She'd just keep an eye for the rest of their walk to the kitchen. "Did you overstep?" she asked as she moved a bit quicker to walk next to him. "Or just lost balance?"