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Post by GIDEON CRABBE on Mar 30, 2012 12:18:29 GMT -5
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He yawned for the third time since he opened his eyes a few minutes ago. He had yet to get out bed. Gideon had no idea, why he was up so early. He absolutely despised early mornings, and if he wasn’t so committed to staying in shape he’d roll over and go back to sleep. Working out. That was the reason he was up so early. He lay in bed contemplating if it was really necessary. But he knew he had too, he couldn’t not do it. He, every day, was up at 5:30, and out running from 6 until 9:30, it seemed like the only thing he could commit too. He sighed. He really didn’t want to get out of bed, but he knew he had to. He yawned and stretched for a few minutes, before getting out of bed. He didn’t have the biggest closet in the world…actually what he had couldn’t really be classified as a closet, but he made do with it anyways.
He made his way over to his closet and threw on his typical workout clothes, of gym shorts and a wife beater. He had always been the type of person who put his pants on before his shirt. He dug through his drawer searching for his favorite pair of socks. His short, ankle, polka dotted socks. He had gotten them a few years ago as a present from one of his sisters and even though they weren’t the most masculine of socks he wore them anyway. They had been given to him out of love and therefore he loved them. He put on his white sneakers, and ran a comb through his hair. He grabbed his wand and a pair of sunglasses and took a look in the mirror one last time before heading out the door. “Fresh, as usual,”
[/color] he said to his reflection. He laughed a little at that, and left out of his bedroom door and began his run. It was nearing the end of his work out and Gideon, found himself down by the greenhouses, and decided that here would be a good place to rest. Pulling a cigarette out his back pocket, he lit it and leaned against the closest tree, and let his mind wander. Gideon was trying to be a good boy. Trying and failing miserably. He didn’t like who he was becoming, or what he was doing with his life. Okay maybe that was a lie, he did enjoy some aspects of what he was doing with his life. But he didn’t like how he was doing it. ‘At least, I still got a banging body, ’[/color]he thought, but that was due to his tedious workout schedule that he never strayed from. He did it no matter the weather, and no matter what or who he did the night before. ‘Who,’ he thought. Gideon laughed bitterly taking a long drag from his cigarette, and blowing it out. There seemed to be a lot of who’s recently. Not that he minded, Gideon did love a good party, and sex always seemed to follow one. He sighed again his party boy ties were coming to an end, soon he would have to take the dark mark, and join his father as a death eater… "Oh let the good times roll,"[/color] he said let out a puff of smoke. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote] ---------------------------------------tagged:[/color] georgianne outfit:[/color] clicky!notes:[/color] i know you said small post...but i got a little carried away...[/size][/center] |
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Post by GEORGIANNE CRABBE on Mar 30, 2012 12:39:22 GMT -5
Georgianne climbed out or bed it 4:30 on an Saturday morning but she wanted to her daily run around Hogwarts grounds and Hogwarts school. She put on an pair of her Gideon's black and white shorts and an black sport bra and her hot pink stocks and her black and white sneakers then she went the the mirror and just put on lipstick that she not allow to wear yet in her parents point of view. They don't their wear make-up until they are sixteen. But what they don't know won't hurt they thought Geori. Then she put her in an tight bun with an black hair tie. So Georgi then took of for her run first she run around the school then two hours later she ran outside and decide to take break by the greenhouses and that where she bumped her big brother Gideon. "Yo creepface.
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Post by GIDEON CRABBE on Mar 30, 2012 12:56:31 GMT -5
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Gideon slid down the wall, exhausted. He had been up since five that morning, like he was every morning for his run around the scool. He closed his eyes for a bit, not falling asleep, but simply relaxing. He allowed his mind to drift back to the previous night. It had been a wild night if he remembered correctly, lots of drinking going on. He was still slightly hung over from the night before, and the random noise of everyday life around him, was totally not helping his headache. He rubbed his temple, trying to ease his pounding head, his mind still on the party last night.
He leaned his head back against the wall and closed his eyes. He nearly jumped out of his skin at the sound of her voice. “Jesus,”
[/b] he said grabbing his chest in an effort to slow his rapidly beating heart, “You fucking scared me.” He had always enjoyed scaring people and getting scared in return, but unfortunately he didn’t scare very often. He blamed that on the fact that he had somewhat grown up. When he was a child, everything short of his own shadow would scare him. His sisters had gotten a kick out of that back in the day, this on in particular. He opened his eyes and turned to acknowledge the voice that broke him out of his reverie. Standing up, he dusted himself off. “Ah… Georgianne… always there to greet me with a compliment,”[/color] he said with a smirk. [/blockquote][/blockquote] ---------------------------------------tagged:[/color] georgianne outfit:[/color] clicky!notes:[/color] none [/size][/center] |
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Post by GEORGIANNE CRABBE on Mar 30, 2012 13:20:10 GMT -5
"I am sorry to scared you Gideon."She was shock he had not noticed his shorts yet, she took them from his closet the night before or the lipstick she was wear on her lips. Georgi jumped on the stone wall then fix the shorts the ride up. That Gideon was leanig back on. "So Gideon what are you doin g out here?" as she stole an cigarettes for his pocket and started to take one out to smoke.
(Their parents don't know she smoke.)
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Post by GIDEON CRABBE on Mar 30, 2012 20:17:25 GMT -5
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He laughed and shook his head, “No you’re not,”
[/color] he said playfully shoving her. Gideon’s eyes roamed over his youngest sister, checking to make sure everything was as it was supposed to be. At first he didn’t notice anything off with her, but on the second look, “Are you wearing make up Georgie?” he questioned pushing himself up off of the wall to get a better look. “You are, aren’t you…God…what am I supposed to do with you? You know you aren’t supposed to…” Now that was a hypocritical statement if there ever was one. He rarely did anything he was supposed to. “Are those my shorts?” he asked after a few seconds, “Georgie, What have I told you about taking my stuff? How the hell did you even get them,” he asked dragging a hand through his hair a little irritated. He loved his sisters more than anything in the world, all three of them. Would do anything for them… well not anything, but pretty darn close, but sometimes he wished he was an only child, or had at least been born with a brother. He shook his head to clear his thoughts, and turn his head to answer her question, “You know the usual, my morning jog,”[/color]he said as he stole the cigarette back, shaking his head. “I thought you were quitting smoking,”[/b] he said with a small smile. [/blockquote][/blockquote] ---------------------------------------tagged:[/color] georgianne outfit:[/color] clicky!notes:[/color] none [/size][/center][/quote] |
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Post by GEORGIANNE CRABBE on Mar 30, 2012 20:38:11 GMT -5
Georgianne smiled. "I sneaked in your dorm room when you were in the common room and took them I am going to wash them and also return them to you GidY." She too a drag on the cigarette. as she looked down at her brother. "It just lipstick it won't hurt anyone."Their parents where awful strict most girls were allow to wear make-up at age eleven or twelve. "I am trying to stop I just need one Gidy." She been called Gideon "Gidy" never since she learned to talk. "Are you going to tell the rants I am wearing make-up?"
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Post by GIDEON CRABBE on Mar 30, 2012 21:02:37 GMT -5
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Gideon shook his head and took a drag from the cigarette, “I should have known and you better wash and return them they’re my favorite pair, and if anything happens to them, it’s your ass. Okay,”
[/b] he said giving her a pointed look. He smiled when she said her nickname for him. She had always called him that, even when he didn’t particularly want her too. “You’re too young for lipstick Georgie…”[/b] Of course what he said about the subject didn’t really matter as she probably wouldn’t listen to him anyway. But he did understand where the streak of rebellion came from. Their parents were incredibly strict, if not a little cruel. He had the scars to prove that one. “You said that last time…” He let out another puff of smoke, “No… the parentals can live without knowing this particular act of rebellion, but touch my shorts again, and I may change my mind,”[/color] he said with a playful smile. [/blockquote][/blockquote] ---------------------------------------tagged:[/color] georgianne outfit:[/color] clicky!notes:[/color] none [/size][/center] |
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Post by GEORGIANNE CRABBE on Mar 30, 2012 21:16:52 GMT -5
"Nothing happen them to theme gidy because I took them before and wash them and put they away before and you never knew.'" with an laughted, and took an drag of the cigarette. Georgie wiah she could tell her big brother that their father beat her just because she born an girl instead of an boy, and was force to join the death eater at the age seven. All he thought she was join at thirteen like her twin sisters. "Thanks fo not telling on me to dad."
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Post by GIDEON CRABBE on Mar 31, 2012 0:27:08 GMT -5
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“You mean you’ve done this before?” Gideon asked with a roll of his eyes, “Imma need for you to stay out of my room.”
[/b]He let his eyes fall on his youngest sister thoughtfully as he took another long drag from his cigarette. Gideon knew something was going on with her. What it was, he didn’t know. Their dad was kind of a jack ass and everyone knew it, but he was especially hard on Georgianne for reasons no one could understand. He flashed her a smile and wrapped his arm around her giving her a side hug, “Hey now, what are big brother’s for.”[/color] [/blockquote][/blockquote] ---------------------------------------tagged:[/color] georgianne outfit:[/color] clicky!notes:[/color] sorry for it being such a crap post[/size][/center] |
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Post by GEORGIANNE CRABBE on Mar 31, 2012 9:26:07 GMT -5
Georgianne smiled at her big brother. At times she wished he was her father instead of Vincent James Crabbe. But that was life you never get you wanted. "Yes I take them and the shorts you are wearing now, but I like the ones I am wearing now better." She finished d her cigarette and smash it out hard like she was think it was their father face. "So Christmas vacation is coming, I am kind of happy about it I miss mom alot." Geogianne didn't say anything about miss their ass of an father.
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Post by GIDEON CRABBE on Apr 2, 2012 11:15:55 GMT -5
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“Georgie…”
[/color] he said with a groan, “ask before you take my stuf f next time… okay.”[/color] There were days when he hated coming from a large family. Actually most days he hated coming from a big family. He was always forced to step up and take charge, be the man of the house, especially since his father hadn’t bothered to concern himself very much in his children’s lives. Vincent Crabbe ignored him and his sisters when it came to just about everything except for when it came to their futures or something dealing with the family business and he resented him for that a little. “Yeah I guess…” Gideon said looking away and taking another long drag from his cigarette. He and his mother had an iffy relationship at best. He loved her yes, but he couldn’t get past the fact that she never stood up his to father for him. Was that not her job to protect her children, yet she stood by time and time again as his father beat the living daylights out of him. He had been branded like cattle with the a fireplace poker and she did nothing... “I don’t know if I want go home for Christmas this year,”[/color] he said coming out of his thoughts. [/blockquote][/blockquote] ---------------------------------------tagged:[/color] georgianne outfit:[/color] clicky!notes:[/color] none [/size][/center] |
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Post by GEORGIANNE CRABBE on Apr 2, 2012 11:25:23 GMT -5
"Okay I will asked you next time when I want to borrow your clothes Gidy." asshe watched him smoke his own cigarette. She was glad he had him as an big brother, He never hit or punched her like other older brothers. Well did teaser alot but that nothing. "[color=026F09You have to come for christmas I will miss deeply.
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Post by GIDEON CRABBE on Apr 2, 2012 14:33:16 GMT -5
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Gideon flashed a skeptical look before tossing his cigarette bud to the ground, stepping it out. “Since when do you do as you’re told… What’s the catch?”
[/color] He searched her face for the tell-tale sign of mischief that was often present on his sister’s face. “What are you up too?”[/b] He shook his head… home was definitely not where he wanted to be ever. Every year he dreaded summer break, knowing he would have to leave te school and be forced to be home with his father for at least four months. “I’ll miss you too Georgie, but…. I don’t know… “[/b][/blockquote][/blockquote] ---------------------------------------tagged:[/color] georgianne outfit:[/color] clicky!notes:[/color] lol officially my worst post to date[/size][/center] |
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Post by GEORGIANNE CRABBE on Apr 2, 2012 14:41:40 GMT -5
Georgianne had few thing up her sleeve but she was not going to tell her plans. "Please come for christmas I will gave you 100 dollars if you home with us girls."Then she stole another cigarette fro her brother. "So what have you been up to lately?"[//b] As she tried to change the subject. and lit the cigarette and took an long drag on it.
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Post by GIDEON CRABBE on Apr 3, 2012 14:51:34 GMT -5
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Gideon shook his head, Georgianne was almost always up to something. What she was plotting… he had no idea… but he knew without a doubt no good was going to come from it. “… You don’t have to pay me Georgie…” he sighed. Dragging a hand through his hair he looked out onto the grounds before him, contemplating his decision. “Why do you want me to come home so bad?” he asked turning his attention back to his sister. He took the cigarette from her, “You said just one remember.”
[/color] Sticking the cigarette in his mouth he relished the feel as the smoke filled his chest. “Oh you know the usual, nothing much, class, parties, quidditch and then I do it all again the next day, what about you?”[/color][/blockquote][/blockquote] ---------------------------------------tagged:[/color] georgianne outfit:[/color] clicky!notes:[/color] none[/size][/center] |
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