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[Before the writing starts, there are a few clumsy smears and a few scattered fingerprints on the page. The stains are red and gradually dry and darken until they're brown; it looks like blood.]
Guys. I'm by the gardens. Can someone help me get to the infirmary? Please?
[Added Later - From the Infirmary]
Wow. Sorry. That was dramatic! [...] I'm okay. For real. [...] Don't bring a squirrel to a hawk fight? [...] I'm okay.
[Added Later - Warded to Quinn]
Thanks for coming to my rescue today. And for staying as long as you did. Sorry Mufferaw kicked you out.
Guys. I'm by the gardens. Can someone help me get to the infirmary? Please?
[Added Later - From the Infirmary]
Wow. Sorry. That was dramatic! [...] I'm okay. For real. [...] Don't bring a squirrel to a hawk fight? [...] I'm okay.
[Added Later - Warded to Quinn]
Thanks for coming to my rescue today. And for staying as long as you did. Sorry Mufferaw kicked you out.
Re: Chris | Quinn
Chris | Quinn
TDumbassSquirrelDumbassSquirrel. Shit's going to be fine.Re: Chris | Quinn I forgot their practice is on Sundays. I need to redo my timetable gdi
I'm canceling practice
I'm coming to you
Chris | Quinn - wtg roz~
clawedscraped up but Mufferaw's working his magic.Re: Chris | Quinn - THERES NO SUNDAY OPTION FOR THE TIME TABLE KAS
I can't concentrate on quidditch knowing that Ty just got attacked by a fucking hawk dude
Chris | Quinn - put "sunday" after practice in the sat slot?
Yeah no, I can't fault you for that. A fucking hawk.
Re: Chris | Quinn - good idea good idea also lazy idea but good idea
I'm gonna punch his dumbass in the fucking dick after he's healed.
Chris | Quinn
'near-deaday's exciting activities.Re: Chris | Quinn
[...]
That was mostly a joke
[...]
I'll just go to practice and abuse the team instead.
Chris | Quinn
[...] You lost your rock?
Re: Chris | Quinn
I mean. Lost probably isn't the right word. I gave it back.
Chris | Quinn
Good for you, Chris.
I'm proRe: Chris | Quinn
Sacrifice one your library hours because you're making this shit up.
Yeah but dude. I went to the grotto to give it back. I was gonna set it down. And it's like he knew. Before I even set it down, the rock broke dude. It broke in half. I felt the magic leave it. Like i fucking killed it. There's no taking it back.
And now today Ty reminds me that the people I'm sure can easily replace the rock are apparently killable. The rock wasn't fucking killable.
Chris | Quinn
You gave your rock a gender? Gendered stones or not, you can hack it without that thing.
[...]
PleaseAnd could you not say that right now? Jesus fuck.Re: Chris | Quinn
I did not give my rock a gender, smartass. I gave the anonymous writer a gender. I don't think my rock committed suicide. I think the anonymous writer knew I was there to give it back and took it back and destroyed it so nobody else can use it. What does that even mean? Does that mean that these gifts we get are created specifically for us? I gave it back because the anonymous writer clearly used last month to lure some kid out into the woods for three days, but they told me that I won't be able to use my rock outside of Gooseberry, like that was a reason to stay. So I got rid of the reason. But what if that's why they keep giving out gifts. So all these fucked up kids have a reason to stay here. It sounds sketchy as fuck.
[...]
Sorry. But I chose Ty and Rosy and you over this rock. So it pisses me off that he
almost fucking died[...] It just pisses me off. I want to lecture him or some shit. Me. The person that sled down a fucking hill with him and broke my damn leg. And that kinda pisses me off too, because I don't lecture people. Or care about consequences.[...]
You're all too fucking fragile.
Chris | Quinn
[...] Yes. It does sound sketchy as fuck, actually. [...] This whole 'forest entity' thing's starting to trip me out?
Sledding down the hill and nearly being a hawk's dinner are so entirely different. Fuck. Every time I've opened my mouth or started to write a ward I want to tell him how fucking insane it is that he even survived. I know he's got this devil-may-care thing going on but Jesus Christ that was so goddamn dangerous. I was so fucking worried. Mufferaw seemed to drive the point home but I still keep wanting to shake his shoulders and shout at him about it. FUCK. How do people not lecture?!