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Post by ARIELLA HART WATERS on Feb 23, 2015 9:34:05 GMT
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Though on the other hand she herself had nothing to say, hell she didnt even exist. Dead, like everyone else of her family. " I'm okay really. Calm down. " she sighed and got up on her feet wiping off the dirt from her clothes. If they saw her being all dirty it could bring her into more trouble than she holds dear. Her eyes on the big guy in front of her. " It's fine really don't worry about it please. " she answered and sighed. She didnt want to be noticed or seen by anyone and here some guy is noticing her.
Ariella loved how she could escape from reality and from this place to be free for a few hours at least. The young woman looked at the man again and cocked her head to the side a bit. " Are you okay? " she asked as she wiped off the last bit of dirt from her coat. She didnt mean to upset him but he really needed to pay more attention to where he was going, but on the other hand so would she.
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Post by ARIELLA HART WATERS on Feb 17, 2015 13:41:44 GMT
hey lovelies of mine,
Recently I havent been as active as i wished to be and thats a lot of personal life issues combined with a new semester of college. After tomorrow is my winter break which lasts about a week, thats when i expect to be full in gear again!
For the waiting ones, I'm so sorry for the waits!
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Post by ARIELLA HART WATERS on Feb 6, 2015 7:22:21 GMT
 Wrong weasley..... |
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Post by ARIELLA HART WATERS on Feb 3, 2015 9:59:17 GMT
:format(jpeg):mode_rgb()/discogs-images/A-1397662-1415009546-2575.jpeg.jpg) Ariella didn’t know this goof at all but she liked him, he reminded her of herself when she was younger and had less things to worry about. When she wasn’t betrayed by her own family and sentenced to death. Ariella shook those evil thoughts off as she wanted to leave a good and positive impression on this guy. She looked at the jacket her reached out as her whole arms were filled with goose bumps. Yes the cold always got to her, she didn’t know why really but she could never live with cold weather.
“Thanks. “She said with a smile and gladly took the warmer jacket. It looked a bit old but she didn’t mind really, sometimes old things were made of gold. Ariella never really talked to men who weren’t worth her time, they often had nothing useful to say which was something she sadly went through the whole time. Ariella though didn’t have that feeling with this one, this man actually seemed like he could tell her a whole story and she wouldn’t even be bored.
The only one who had the effect on her was her father, oh how she missed her own father. Ariella knew that her father would never agree with this fake death thing, he would want her to fight back. Maybe she should go looking for the order and ask for answers.. or maybe the death eaters could help her with answers. Her thoughts were being murdered by Louis, of course! She was in a conversation and this girl started thinking? Such an idiot.
“ Of course I did. “ she chuckled and took a sip of her drink nodding to the bartender for a refill. The whiskey kept her warm just like the jacket, which smelled amazing somehow. She couldn’t help but laugh a bit about his comments. The girl never laughed around anyone since she found no reason to and now here he was, making her laugh like she laughed every day. Ariella gave Louis a warm smile as her nose was filled by the delicious scent coming off the jacket.
“ Oh I work at a bar down knockturn alley. It is the first job I could find ever since I escaped. “ she shrugged and had no passion for anything ever since her music was burned to ashes. Everything she had was in that house and now it is all burned to the ground. Ariella held back her tears when she thought of all her passion and heart that was put in her music was gone. All her grandfather said as excuse was that it had to look realistic, and this was the only way to do so.
“ So where do you live? A writer should live somewhere open right?” Why would he on earth tell her that anyways? No one would just say where he or she lives on the first meeting? “ I’m sorry it’s a stupid question never mind that. “ she added quickly and took a bit of a large gulp from her drink.
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Post by ARIELLA HART WATERS on Feb 2, 2015 14:50:06 GMT
6 out of TEN
" I think brain content isnt your strong suit is it? " |
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Post by ARIELLA HART WATERS on Feb 2, 2015 14:48:30 GMT
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Post by ARIELLA HART WATERS on Jan 30, 2015 12:49:24 GMT
 YOU'RE GONNA CATCH A COLD
from the ice inside your soul Ariella was not up for a discussion, she was quite done with this man right now. Call her a coward but she knew how powerful he could be and though she refused to believe that she is a coward, she wanted no fight with this old man. Age said nothing when it came to her grandfather and she damn well knew it. Ariella wanted more than sit back and wait, she wanted in on this fight. Ariella took a sip of her own drink and frowned. She didn’t care whether Grandma knew or doesn’t know anything. She wanted to decide for herself and not let anyone else do it for her in any way possible.
“ You don’t get it do you? I don’t care who knows and who doesn’t. I only care about the choice of either faking my death or fight has been taken away from me because I was considered a mere child. Maybe it is hard for you to see but I am not a child anymore. “ she sighed and leaned against the bar. Yes Ariella has problems with being called a child when she is a grown woman of 20 years old. But her grandfather would have known if he would have been there when she celebrated her birthday.
She was sure that Arik is pissed at Winters right now, two old man blabbering because one girl got out of the house, oh boy what a huge problem. Ariella wondered if Arik even realized where they have been hiding, how out of the public it is and how they need food and supplies to survive. She provided the money for those things and Arik just didn’t seem to understand that. Though she wouldn’t be surprised if she did this for nothing but she got a deal with Winters and Arik isn’t going to take that bit of freedom away from her.
When her grandfather spoke again she rolled her eyes. Of course it is always about him and the order. The order meant so much to her so called safety. “ Right you work with that Potter guy. I can’t possibly understand why you need these people so badly on your side. If im right you and your order got us in this mess in the first place. If the order kept their nose outside of our house and you wouldn’t have been so kind to help them we would be alive and well. “ she groaned and stood up straight pouring him another drink.
“ Whether you like to hear this or not grandpa, you sentenced us to death the day you joined the order. Somewhat you should be happy that I don’t blame your choices in this war for dad’s death. “ she said a bit choking in her words. Her father meant everything to her and now he is dead because of this stupid war where he and her grandfather chose the wrong side. The side that has lost everything. If they never got themselves mixed up with the order, this mess wouldn’t exist.
“ Oh I aint going anywhere. I had a deal with Winters and I’m not going to back down from it. “. If she backs down now.. the chances of seeing the cute reporter again would be beyond zero and the mere idea of not being able to get to know him wasn’t going through her thick skull. He seemed to be the only person who actually cared about her life and not the life of others around her while she was just a name on a piece of parchment.
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Post by ARIELLA HART WATERS on Jan 28, 2015 19:35:25 GMT
TEN out of TEN"why dont you come over and find out  " |
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Post by ARIELLA HART WATERS on Jan 28, 2015 18:35:37 GMT
5 out of TEN
" Not my type. " |
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Post by ARIELLA HART WATERS on Jan 26, 2015 13:33:17 GMT
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For over three years he hasn’t shown his face and now here he was, in his full glory. She watched him using a spell that would make anyone unable to hear whatever is going on inside the bar. Clever but not necessary. Ariella rolled her eyes at him as she poured him a strong drink. Of course he would barge in and start giving her a lecture about how horrible she decided to have a job instead of making sure there is money to pay for food.
“ You know good evening wouldn’t be much out of place before barking at me grandpa. “ she sighed and took a sip of her own drink. She understood that he was upset but really how could he ever expect her to sit and wait like a puppy dog hoping she wouldn’t get killed. Hell if it weren’t for him she would not even be on death row to begin with. Ariella totally blamed him for putting her on the black list of people who are supposed to be dead.
“ Oh I missed you too by the way. Thanks for asking how I am and for the birthday wishes! “ she sighed and took another sip of her drink motioning to him to take a seat. Should be much more comfortable than standing. Ariella wasn’t sure how to do this, she wasn’t going to just join him in this useless battle, a battle the death eaters won. Maybe she should just show them that she is on their side and maybe they could have her family be spared from their wrath, it isnt something they did.
Her grandfather on the other hand was responsible and to her its time he paid for it and she wouldnt have to anymore. “ I have worked here for over 2 years, nobody knows who i am lest say where i come from. “ she spoke with a frown and took a larger gulp from her drink. The girl didnt know what to tell him to be honest. She thought that the day they would meet she would have so much to say but she just did not. The man was surely intimidating but the time she was scared of him has passed.
“You sure you don’t want a drink?”
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Post by ARIELLA HART WATERS on Jan 25, 2015 7:40:07 GMT
Love em all!!! I have an open thread Matt could bounce into and we could thread the others out too!  |
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Post by ARIELLA HART WATERS on Jan 23, 2015 14:34:44 GMT
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But the basic reason for her being here was because of one person roaming these streets. Grandpa. Ariella wanted to know everything he did to her and know that it was either truly because of him protecting her or because of him being a huge coward. Ariella probably already knew the answer but he had yet to come into the bar she worked in. If Winters was as good as a friend to her grandfather as he said he is then the old man would know soon enough.
Ariella sighed as she heard the door crack. What the? It is locked and the bar isn’t open until 8 pm.. it isn’t even 5. Ariella wasn’t sure if she should get up on her feet or not. What if the death eaters came barging in on her bar because they think her grandfather is in here? What if they wont listen and kill her anyways? Ariella wasn’t planning on finding out. The girl unlocked the lock and got behind the bar pouring herself a glass of fire whiskey.
If she acted normal like nothing is up than no one would notice her being strange? Alive? It isn’t like she saw posters with her head on it so she should be somewhat safe. Ariella took a rather large gulp from the whiskey as she watched the wooden door crack and screech as it slowly opened up. Whoever entered was either looking for a place to get a drink or she would be dead soon. What if she grew mentally insane? And would never know her future?
Oh god she did sound like an idiot already. Ariella relaxed her body though her spare hand rested on her wand. She didn’t own this bar and she wasn’t going to let it be destroyed until her boss gets here. She licked her lips softly as she watched whoever coming in. At first she didn’t recognize this person. She never remembered customers except the daily ones who kept coming here hoping to find themselves a score in bed, something that will never happen with her.
Ariella held out a glass to the person coming in. “ Need a drink? “ she certainly did.
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Post by ARIELLA HART WATERS on Jan 23, 2015 13:16:16 GMT
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And so her faked everyone’s deaths by killing and burning the death eaters in their home. Ariella still couldn’t live with the idea of leaving everything behind. Her guitar, music, everything burned to ashes. As she looked over the living area of this new mansion, Ariella did not feel at home and she was positively sure that her grandfather was the bad guy in this story. Why else would the death eaters hunt them all down, one by one?
The brunette got up on her feet and stretched like a kitty cat. Time to get the hell out of here. The house was enchanted and technically didn’t exists. Why you wonder? Because it is underground. Ariella had found herself in an underground mansion somewhere in a small town in Ireland. The mansion was meant to be a hideout for the royals when war would show up in the golden ages. Ever since it has been abandoned because no one actually knows it exists. Only the finest historians know of its existence but not his location. Ariella thought it was quite clever and though she knew these mansion were around, she never thought of them being so close to home.
The entrance was through an old abandoned museum building that can’t be burned to the ground because of its historic value. Another exit and entrance is a rabbit hole. A small one and perfect for a small girl like herself. It is how she gets in and how she climbs out. Ariella didn’t have to sneak out when she had to go to work but since this is getting out because of mere boredom, the young woman used a hidden passage way to sneak out through the rabbit hole.
Getting out was pretty easy if you had magic. Ariella had a piece of wood where she could stand on and with a tiny levitation spell she levitated herself out of the mansion and into an open field. Ariella sniffed up the fresh air and enjoyed the view of Ireland in the morning. She stretched once more before kicking the plank down the hole and make her way to town. She refused to listen to some old crane who thinks he has power over her because he swore to her grandfather that he would protect her from harm.
Ariella would decide her own safety and she was sure that if she joined the death eaters she would find out how horrible her grandfather really is. Ariella just didn’t want to tell on her family. They were just too precious for that. The young woman walked on the empty streets of the small town away from the field and the house. If she could only be free.
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Post by ARIELLA HART WATERS on Jan 23, 2015 11:17:44 GMT
This one was rather difficult, but i hope you like it nonetheless <3  credits to Paige <3 |
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Post by ARIELLA HART WATERS on Jan 21, 2015 14:48:54 GMT
Ariella didn’t know what to think of reporters really.. they all seemed like sharks to her really. Ariella gave it a smile though because everytime she looked at this one, her opinion got its doubts. He just didn’t seem like the type who would fish lies out of the water. Ariella was still kind of surprised that those reporters didn’t find out that her family was still alive. That would be major news for sure but not one she was happy to share. Ariella gave his reaction a nod and turned to her glass of whiskey. In a few hours she had to apparate back to her family.
How she wouldn’t enjoy that. Listening to an old man who meant nothing to her beside an old prick who couldn’t do anything better than “protect” her family. All she wanted was her dad and he is dead. Ariella swallowed a big lump when she thought of her dad and took a rather big sip of her whiskey. She didn’t mean to have such a big one and so the fire actually attempted to burn down her throat. Ariella coughed a bit and still listened to this man talking.
When he introduced himself as Louis and his many nicknames Ariella shook her head, which she surely figured would be red as heck, and smiled. “ Pleasure Louis. I’ll stick with Louis. “ she gave him a wink and took another sip hopefully making the coughs stop. When he spoke up about the nicknames fitting him she disagreed. Her family never called her names, they respected each other in that way but who would call their son or brother dip shit? For real that’s just a sad and pathetic thing to her.
“ Louis suits you perfectly dear. “ she gave it a nod and felt the cold breeze of an opening door. God why did the bar have to be so close to the door. And why wasn’t there a fire to warm up at. Darn now she started to sound like a spoiled brat. Ariella gave his attempts to flirting a chuckle. He really didn’t know how to do this now did he? Ariella loved her tattoos as well and her hair was just sacred ever since she grew it out on this length.
“ Thank you Louis that’s so sweet. “ she replied and took a sip of her drink noticing she again emptied her glass. Ariella spun the empty glass around in her fingers and nodded for a refill. She turned to Louis and tilted her head to the side a bit. “ Can I get you a drink?” she loved having someone around who talked her head off from all the ugly things outside. Louis is like a refreshment she needs after a hot day outside. All with all she just liked being around someone positive for a change.
“ You really are adorable. I figure the daily prophet doesn’t suit you now does it?” she asked wondering how such a sweet guy end up in a snake pit like the daily prophet. Ever since the death eaters took over the prophet wrote everything in their favor which was a smart move for someone who wants to take over the world. She wouldn’t join their group, no chance of that but she wouldn’t mind being on their side of the war. Watch from a distance how her grandfather falls.
The girl snapped out of her thoughts and turned to Louis again. So adorable.
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