dressrobes | IC: Prospective

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IC: Prospective | Mituna Captor

Character: Mituna Captor
Mun: Fiona
Plot Specific: N

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[Translation: Shit

Can someone let me into the fucking common room
I am so fucking sick of this circular riddle bullshit. Rowena Ravenclaw was one messed up bitch.
God]

((Apologies in advance for foul language, possible inappropriate innuendo, and just generally not being able to understand half of what this guy is saying. Story here is, he was a gifted young Wizard, until a bad accident with a backfired spell in his third year. While still able to perform magic, he now makes rather a poor example of a Ravenclaw student and has trouble getting into the common room on a daily basis.

I'm still working on getting this guy acceptable for this kind of setting so if anything he says is too far, let me know :>))

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shh 1ts tot3s ok!
<3

[Well, dang, that was actually her weak spot when speaking with Mituna. She knows he wasn't exactly the same one she liked for so long, but she couldn't help it, She knew he needed her (or at least she would think so), and as much as the red hair didn't want to admit it, she needed him by her side as well. Latula had to be strong for both of them.

It didn't take her long to arrive. Thankfully, she was nearby and was already a 5th year student. If after that long you still get lost at this school, you need to check your nook. Or maybe not. Hogwarts was giant after all, and most of the places were restrict to students.]

Hey babez, sup?

<3

[He'd probably quite easily admit that he needed Latula, though not for the reasons that many people would think. Mituna didn't need her to be smart for him, or to 'take care' of him - in fact anyone to imply he needed taking care of would only get a torrent of vitriol - he needed her because she, along with his brother, was one of the few people who still looked at him like he was normal.

So, when she appeared, he got to his feet and shoved his journal into his pocket]

Hi 'Tula. ... Locked out of the motherfucking common room again.

Again.

[She laughed in a girlish tone. Well, it was already a routine. And honestly, she wouldn't mind, as she would see it as an excuse to be with him again.

Mituna was and had always been the only one she was able to feel safe to be with, and actually feel like she could be herself, and not go on and on what a great and radical girl she was. She was liked for the wrong reasons. And with Mituna, it was different.

Honestly, after so long using this mask, it was difficult getting rid of it, even with who she was more close with. It was necessary so she could forget for a bit how she felt guilty about that incident.

Regardless, she knew how brave Mituna really was and that he was actually intelligent, even with all his current actions.]

Wanna grind outside for a while? I don't dig this chick's style, always going on about riddlez. Jesus. Hell it would be for me if I was a Ravenclaw.

Yeth.

[He looked irritated, but the expression cleared quicker than you could snap your fingers the moment she suggested heading outside. But.. his broom was in the common room. Augh. Well, he could borrow one of the school ones, right?

A grin quirked at his lips and he made a small circular motion with one finger for her to turn around, poking at one of her shoulders to make sure she did it before he tucked his chin against her shoulder and placed both hands against her rear to steer her away from the common room door. The action was accompanied by a quiet snigger]

What're we gonna be grinding on, 'Tula? I got an idea.

[She couldn't say she was surprised with his sudden change of behavior. He has always been like that, though now he was worse. Most of the times, people would ask her how was she able to deal with him, to which she would only reply "because I can". Hell for all people not understanding there's more of a person than what we show outside.

Grinning, the girl poked his nose and gave him a little kiss on his cheek.]

What do you mean by what? [Rolling her eyes, she takes both his hands out of her back and holds them, letting herself be guided by him.] Shoot babe.

[The kiss had him turning red and twitching his head away as they moved away from the common room, and he locked his arms around her middle when she took his hands. It was all kinds of awkward but he was managing not to fall over her. Yet]

Jutht you and me behind the greenhouses, sweetcheeks.

[He let go of her but gripped her wrist, spinning her about to face him]

Missed ya.

Silly, don't forget wallz have ears.

[She could feel her cheeks becoming slightly warmer once he whirled her to face him. She felt safe by being in his arms, and his smell and smile were some of the many small things she loved about him. Even if he was a pervert 80% of the time.]

Missed ya too, MT. Sorry I haven't been around. Freaking Filch caught me the other day grinding my broom out of hourz and now I've been doing extra homework everydayz.

Here maybe they do.

[He leaned close, hesitated, then dropped a quick kiss on her mouth. Then, he took her hand and laced their fingers together, giving a light tug. Perhaps as some echo back to how things were before his accident, Latula was really the only person he'd tolerate sustained physical contact from.

Mituna still loved her, and he knew she still loved him, even if certain parties seemed to want to go out of their way to convince him otherwise]

Let'th go, come on. That fuckath won't get to you while you're with me.

[She cracked a smile once he kissed her lips. She knew exactly what he was thinking, but she couldn't help but think he was actually being sweet. Probably thanks to they being together for so long, though she wasn't completely innocent either.]

And what makes you think that?

[That was the funny thing with Mituna - it was difficult for most people to know what he was thinking, though what was on his mind was usually pretty straightforward. While he walked with her he grinned swinging their hands between them]

'Cauthe I'll distract him while you make a run for it, of courthe.

What about you babe? I don't want you to get into troublez.

I don't mind, if you don't get into trouble.

Heh.

[In a quick gesture, the young teenager turned to him, letting go of his hand and held his face with both her hands to push him closer to her and give him a smooch.

And then moving away slightly, she stares into his eyes with a kind smile.]

I love you, and you're the most rad person I ever met.

[There were a few long seconds in which he just stared at her, then a smile that could light a room spread across his face and he swept her up into his arms, twirling her around in a half-circle. It was enough to over-balance him, though he managed to set her safely down before collapsing against the nearest wall with a startled sound]

Ow.

[He righted himself, and rubbed the new scrape on his elbow. There was a pause, then he seemed to realise she said something important, and he grinned again]

I love you too!

[She giggled over his clumsiness, getting closer to be sure he was really ok. She made a similar smile and held his hand.]

Are you alright hon? [She clung to his arm, with her eyes fixed on his elbow.] But hey, right now I can't really go out and stuffz but if you want, you can make me company in the library.

What I have to do is mostly composition, so it won't take long.

And then maybe we can, you know, stay together only the two of us.

[He's okay. He's usually okay. He smiles at her and squeezes her hand, then looks down at the top of her head when she clings to his arm]

Yeth I'm fine.

[Mituna cocks his head to one side as she talks, then smiles again]

Only the two of uth? Let'th go!

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