Raven claw Common room

Bryn felt unease prick his stomach, the words still circling his head. The secrets of the dead remain intangible. Humans are not meant to know everything.

'From what he told me, it was an accident..' he offered a sad smile. 'I wish i knew more.'

"He even thinks it was an accident?" He shook his head. "We think he was murdered."

They need to figure it out on their own. Having all of this... information was a responsbility Bryn had to face, but he'd accept it. 'I only saw him once when i was watching, he was really hung up for Mer..'

My sisters. Krystal. Ace. Mer. So many people to see, to comfort.

He pouted, "You're not going to tell me are you?"

'You have to understand I can't tell you what I know, i've probably said too much what it is. I could change the future..' he shook his head slightly. 'Things have to happen as they were supposed to, I am not God.' Bryn shot Teddy a pleading look.

"I know," he pouted. "I just wish I knew for sure."

'Then you'll figure it out on your own. You're smart Teddy, you don't need me to tell you the answers.' he was soothing with his words.

"That's why I'm in Ravenclaw," he said matter-of-factly. He laughed and snuggled back up to Bryn's side.

'Mhm.' he mumbled, squeezing Teddy close to him and kissing his hair. 'I've missed this.'

"Me too." He put his arms around Bryn and smiled.

'It still shocks me, that i'm here, this isn't a dream.' he muttered. 'But then I need to remember to see the fun side of life again, things become waaaay too serious.'

ooc brb shower

He leaned up and kissed Bryn again. "I'm not letting you go again."

'Believe me, I don't want to go anywhere. I want to spend time with you, do fun things, get drunk and party.' he whispered the last one, grinning mischeivously. 'Come on, this school's too depressing sometimes, we all need a break.'

He stood up with the first genuine smile in a long time. "Where're we going?"

'Well where did you want to go? I'm cool with anything.'

He grinned mischeviously, "I've got just the place." He took Bryn's hand and pulled him out of the common room. "Come on!"

He blinked in surprise, before laughing lightly, following his boyfriend.

Thoughts of Boniface Enzo roam through my mind. Who was he? Why did he want me? Why couldn't Camenzind of all people see him?

So much is unanswered. Maybe the answer will come to me as I snooze.

Oh, what wonder dreams were.
Magnificent places where the imagination roams free, and wonder and hope are opened.

And yet, a place of darkness, as well.

Topher's dream was black. Just black. Like a weightless void, almost like being trapped in space.
It was cold. And dark. And scary.

And in the shadows, a tall and lean figure stood, his hands hold behind his back, standing in a regal manner.
".... Hello, Cristopher Noir.."

OOC I have to... it's just too funny not to...

IC

I jump back a bit in fright, "AHHHHHH SLENDERMAN!!!!""

(( -DIES-
OMG.
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH. ))


Though the fear was wonderful, and the reaction amusing, Pitch narrowed his eyes and stepped forward.

"Unfortunately, no.... though I must remember to contact him about that lunch meeting next week..."

The Boogeyman gave a thoughtful look, then focused on Topher.
"It is a pleasure to meet you.. you have quite a lot on your mind. I had to suppress many dreams about Boniface to even appear here.."

"Suppressing dreams? Who are you anyway?"

(( Lunch with Slenderman- I cannot cancel that again.. ))

"I am Pitch Black, the Boogeyman..."
Pitch gave a curt bow, stepping forward, toward Topher.

"And I'm here to speak to you... or torment you... it really depends on how you respond.."

I look at him with sheer disbelief, "And I'm a hobbit didn't you know?"

(( Your new gif is one of my fave Slendy gifs ever.
And Topher's reply. -dies- ))



"Wrong reply."

Pitch gave a cruel grin, as the world about them shifted from black, to that of Hogwarts.
Expressionless forms of Topher's friends appeared, encircling the two.

"Worthless street rat."
The nightmare Cynder spat, looking Topher up and down.
"What a waste of air."

Insults and jeers of the like were spoken by the dream versions of the people about them, and Pitch gave a smirk.