Persephone A. Lemaire
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Age: 16
Sexuality: Lesbian
Gender: Female
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Alias: Arrmageddon
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Post by Persephone A. Lemaire on Jan 11, 2017 21:36:54 GMT -5
Percy had the sneaking suspicion she had forgotten something. Something rather big too. But she couldn't for the life of her remember what it was. Then she overheard Juliet talking on the phone asking the other person if they needed any more materials for the dress. Dress? What did she need a...
THE BALL!
Percys stomach suddenly filled with butterflies and dread. She'd forgotten to ask someone! Well, not just someone, she knew precisely who she'd wanted to ask, but everytime she'd thought about it she wound up commenting about the weather or asking about homework like a complete idiot. She'd always get flustered and panic at the last second.
But not this time. No ma'am. She was going to ask Abbie, for real this time. And not chicken out. Taking a deep breath and rolling her shoulders, Percy went looking for her. It didn't take very long of course, because as if by fate, Abbie came walking into the common room.
"Right..you can do this. Just...walk up and ask." she thought to herself. But instead of cooperating, her feet were stuck and she was just sort of staring. Which was entirely not her fault. It was Abbies for being all cute and...Focus, Perce...
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Post by Deleted on Jan 11, 2017 22:32:11 GMT -5
stealing kisses from your misses Abbie stepped through the doorway into the Vulpecula common room with aggravation written plainly across her face.
”What’s up with all the chicks who like chicks liking guys right now?” she moaned with irritation to the dark-haired boy with her. The poor kid was several years younger and had unfortunately stumbled upon Abbie’s web of Masquerade Ball Contempt. It wasn’t like she didn’t like going. Every year Abbie had done the same thing.
She’d gone stag. She’d danced alone. She’d wait to find that girl that was disappointed by the lack of magic in her evening and Abbie would console her. Thoroughly.
This year she wanted something different. Like a date. But by the time she thought to ask Mihaela, she’d already asked someone else. Not that Abbie had asked Miha outright but Abbie had ears to the ground when it came to available lady-swinging ladies. With her arm wrapped around the kid’s slender shoulders and his eyes as wide as saucers under his adorable little beanie, Abbie sighed dramatically.
“Lezbehonest, Phil. You’re name is Phil, right? Well it’s Phil right now. Lezbehonest, Phil. Men have the dicks. Ladies like the dicks. But what men don’t have,” She stopped and turned, grabbing him firmly by the shoulders as he meekly yipped in fear. Abbie didn’t seem to notice. Or care. She was on a roll. ”Is the innate knowledge of what makes a woman moan.”
”Hey Abbie?”
She turned her head and looked at the blonde 6th year nervously coming by. Abbie pursed her lips and glanced back at Phil before standing up straight, dusting off his shoulders, and gesturing him away.
”Run along, Phil.”
The fourth year flashed Percy a desperately thankful look before darting away like a startled mouse. Abraham turned and faced Percy directly; leaning her hip on the back of the couch as she smiled welcomingly. The girl was cute, and Abbie caught her looking quite a bit, though she could not get a handle on which way she swang. No one would ever question that about Abbie. She literally wore it on her T-shirt.
”What’s going on, Perc?”
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Persephone A. Lemaire
Vulpecula House
Posts: 9
Age: 16
Sexuality: Lesbian
Gender: Female
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Alias: Arrmageddon
Occupation: Student | Vulpecula
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Post by Persephone A. Lemaire on Jan 12, 2017 15:41:32 GMT -5
No distractions, no topic jumping, and no chickening out. She was a Vulpecula dammit, she was supposed to be brave. It's not like she was proclaiming undying love or proposing to the girl, she was just asking her to the Ball. As her date. Maybe talking about the weather wasn't such a bad idea afterall.
No. Asking. Thats what she was doing.
"Would you want to be my date to the Ball?" the words flew out, much to Percys obvious surprise at them. They weren't supposed to come out yet! There was supposed to be a hello, how are you...a few moments for Percy to get her words figured out but apparently her brain had another idea.
She had intended on going about it a little better but she couldn't exactly get a mulligan on it and she blushed, laughing quietly. "I um..That wasn't supposed to come flying out at warp speed, honestly." template by Sammy @ Adox 2.0 |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 14, 2017 0:25:06 GMT -5
stealing kisses from your misses ”No. Way.”
Abbie stared at Persephone as if she were seeing the girl for the first time. Sure, they were only a year apart, making them rather familiar with each other but… As much as Abbie had flirted with the girl she never expected…
Blinking, she noticed the expression on her face and started to shake her head; horrified to think that Percy thought she was turning her down. ”No, no, no! Wait!”
Reaching out and snatching her arm before she could turn away, Abraham spun Percy around so that she was facing her again; her other arm wrapping around the girl’s shoulders as she continued the spin until they were waltzing around the common room. Abbie was grinning wildly; her eyes shining at Percy with delighted surprise.
”I meant, ‘no way, she’s asking me out, how cool!’ not, ‘no way I’ll ever go with her’,” She whispered, leaning in slightly so that her words wouldn’t be missed.
Stopping suddenly, but keeping her hand in Percy’s, she caught the blonde before she could go tumbling away and then yanked her back; catching her in a playful dip as she laughed before sobering her face into an expression of complete seriousness.
”I have only one stipulation. I get to wear a tutu.”
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Persephone A. Lemaire
Vulpecula House
Posts: 9
Age: 16
Sexuality: Lesbian
Gender: Female
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Alias: Arrmageddon
Occupation: Student | Vulpecula
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Post by Persephone A. Lemaire on Jan 14, 2017 14:07:06 GMT -5
Oh..well. That did hurt a little bit, but it wasn't unexpected. Abbie was gorgeous and someone had probably already asked her. Plus, with how awkwardly Percy had gone about asking well, she probably would have said no too. But Percy kept her head high, nodding as she smiled and swallowed, mildly regretting nott talking about the weather. "I um..just figured I would ask, but you know, its okay. " she smiled.
But just as Percy turned to go and hide for a possible eternity she was pulled to her, wildly confused for a moment as they spun. Abbie was...smiling? Okay, Percy had definitely missed something because..
”I meant, ‘no way, she’s asking me out, how cool!’ not, ‘no way I’ll ever go with her’”
Percys cheeks instantly flushed pink at the whisper as they moved around, giggling at the dip before she was met face to face once more, her eyes widening a bit at the sudden seriousness before she grinned at the comment. "Only if I can wear one with you?" template by Sammy @ Adox 2.0 |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 14, 2017 23:35:53 GMT -5
stealing kisses from your misses Abbie was enjoying the many expressions crossing Persephone’s face. Especially when she flushed. It lit her up and warmed her. Made Abbie want to kiss her cheeks and her eyelids and her nose until Percy was giggling and playfully fighting her off. She had the sudden urge to tickle her; to hear what Percy sounded like when she was breathless. Abraham smirked down at her and nodded.
”Deal.”
Lifting her back up, Abraham made sure Percy was steady on her feet before she let her go.
”So, about that weather?” Teasing her with a laugh, Abbie gave her a soft and playful shove before she hooked her hands on her hips and then gave her a thoughtful look.
”What are you doing right now?”
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Persephone A. Lemaire
Vulpecula House
Posts: 9
Age: 16
Sexuality: Lesbian
Gender: Female
250x350 Hover Image: https://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/722421405778886656/SkH_4p-I.jpg
Alias: Arrmageddon
Occupation: Student | Vulpecula
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Post by Persephone A. Lemaire on Jan 15, 2017 0:02:38 GMT -5
Percy couldn't help but raise a brow, wondering what on earth Abbie was thinking about that caused that little smirk to form on her lips. But thankfully that distraction was quickly whisked away as she spoke.
"I hope you don't mind a tuxedo tutu'd date then." she smiled, laughing as she was once again standing and bit her lip sheepishly. "Caught on to that, huh? Not my proudest moment. Especially since it took me...a weeks worth of spontaneous weather talk to actually manage to ask you. I'm blaming that on you though. You're very distracting and I..was apparently nervous as all hell to ask you out. To the dance! Ask you out to the dance..I mean, if you wanted to go out out, I wouldn't argue, like, at all but.." she just hung her head and laughed.
She blushed again as Abbies hands found her hips and she smirked, shrugging all casually. "You mean aside from making a total fool of myself in front of you and babbling like a dork? Not a thing. "
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Post by Deleted on Jan 18, 2017 12:05:12 GMT -5
stealing kisses from your misses She was adorable. And not in the I-like-you-like-a-sister way that usually was how Abbie meant “adorable”. The killing phrase for any burgeoning lesbian relationship with Abbie: ‘You’re just so adorable’. With Percy though, it was more like… I’ll-make-you-breakfast-in-bed, kiss-you-on-the-tip-of-your-nose, brush-your-hair-behind-your-ears adorable. She made Abraham laugh, and although that wasn’t a difficult thing, it earned many points in her favor. As Percy hung her head, laughing at herself and turning her cheeks an even deeper shade of pink, Abbie couldn’t help her smirk. Was it mean that she now wanted to make it her personal mission to make Percy blush like this all the time?
”Bah,” She started with a swat of her hand in the air between them, ”Foolish looks good on you.”
Winking, Abbie reached out and held her hand open for Percy to take.
”C’mon. Let’s go get some tutu’s.”
Shopping montage time.
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