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Nathaniel David Forrester
HOGWARTS ALUM DEPARTMENT OF MAGICAL ACCIDENTS AND CATASTROPHES INTERN PART-TIME EMPLOYEE HAPPILY EVER AFTER PIZZA EMPORIUM
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played by Chanel
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Feb 10, 2019 11:19:26 GMT -7
Post by Nathaniel David Forrester on Feb 10, 2019 11:19:26 GMT -7
NATE HADN'T BEEN BACK TO THE ART ROOM since the first time. He'd been too bitter about being ignored, and he didn't really want to run in to the girl from last time again in case she said something about his drawing. Or worse, nothing at all. But he was running out of places to draw unnoticed, with decent lighting. So, he found himself back at the dull, dungeon doorway and a part of him wondered if she might be there when he went inside.
However, when he opened the door the art room was oddly empty. It was close to the Christmas, but Nate had figured some people still gathered inside. Maybe they didn't without the photographer around. Nate decided it was better than too many people and he took up shop right in the middle of the room, sprawling out his charcoals and opening both sides of his sketchbook. He also took out a cig because there was nobody to catch him smoking inside and he could Charm the smell away when he was finished. It hung loose from his lips when he heard the doorknob rattle as somebody tried it.
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simon sixten svendsen
HOGWARTS ALUM PART VAMPIRE FALMOUTH FALCONS & SWEDISH NATIONAL TEAM CHASER
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played by Dez
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Feb 23, 2019 22:23:41 GMT -7
Post by simon sixten svendsen on Feb 23, 2019 22:23:41 GMT -7
There was a week left until winter break and Simon couldn't wait to get away from the castle and his classes for a few weeks. Sometimes his classmates and school work were too much for him to deal with, often leaving him irritated and grumpy. Lately, Simon had felt himself stressing about things he couldn't control, which irritated him even more. All of this pretending not to care was really starting to take a toll on him. The girl he loved had him permanently friendzoned, which tore him up deep down to his core. He just couldn't seem to get over it and it really annoyed him that he couldn't get his shit together.
Since Simon was sick and tired of his mates giving him grief over his obvious heartache and teen angst for the year, he decided to let out his frustrations in the art room. With his backpack slung over his shoulder, he twisted the door knob, following by slowly poking his head into the room as he opened the door. Unfortunately, his insides instantly welled up with irritation as he was met with the sight of someone else in the room. Now, Simon was irritated, but he was still polite, it wasn't the other boys fault that he had the same idea before him. Simon pushed the door open and closed it behind him as he noticed the cig hanging from his mouth, okay, maybe he could be good company. "Sup?" he offered the other boy a curt nod with a rather neutral expression, his lips barely tugged into a smile when he talked. "Hope you don't mind company." he declared unapologetically, his tone apathetic. The Lion pulled out a chair near one of the work tables and tossed his backpack on it before sliding into a chair, opening a sketch book and removing charcoals and materials from his case.
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Nathaniel David Forrester
HOGWARTS ALUM DEPARTMENT OF MAGICAL ACCIDENTS AND CATASTROPHES INTERN PART-TIME EMPLOYEE HAPPILY EVER AFTER PIZZA EMPORIUM
296 posts
played by Chanel
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last online Mar 28, 2024 1:07:03 GMT -7
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Mar 8, 2019 5:00:09 GMT -7
Post by Nathaniel David Forrester on Mar 8, 2019 5:00:09 GMT -7
THOUGH HE DID NOT CARE ABOUT OTHERS knowing that he smoked, Nate did not like the idea of smoking indoors. As the doorknob turned, Nate hurriedly stubbed the end out and crushed it under his hand, flinching when it was still hot. A head peaked around first, and Nate felt a well of frustration open within him when it was just another boy's lazy face as they squeezed through the gap they'd made and the door fell closed behind them.
"...'Sup," Nate echoed drily, lifting his hand slightly and frowning at the smudge of ash and tobacco marring his palm. He didn't say anything about company, swiping the remainders of his cigarette on to the ground and hoping the guy was too oblivious to notice the obvious smell. He couldn't charm it away now without being noticed, and for all Nate knew, the boy was the snitching type. Even if he didn't look it, with his messy hair and droopy eyes.
However, now that he was no longer alone, Nate assessed the boy with curious eyes. He wasn't a Slytherin, Nate thought, as he'd have recognised him if he had been. They looked around the same age, as well. "You're in my Defence Against the Dark Arts class," Nate blurted out as soon as he realised, scratching his singed palm against the wooden tabletop, his drawing abandoned for the time being. "Steve, or something..." He guessed his name, only because they'd shared a class and he was sure it started with an s.
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simon sixten svendsen
HOGWARTS ALUM PART VAMPIRE FALMOUTH FALCONS & SWEDISH NATIONAL TEAM CHASER
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played by Dez
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last online Mar 22, 2024 19:31:25 GMT -7
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Mar 26, 2019 13:12:19 GMT -7
Post by simon sixten svendsen on Mar 26, 2019 13:12:19 GMT -7
Simon could smell the remnants of smoke in the air as the thick smoke lingered in the room, dancing and swirling upwards into the sunlight streaming through the windows. It seemed the other kid put out whatever he was smoking... Maybe he had the face of a snitch which was a bit disappointing. The Gryffindor was slightly surprised the other kid recognized him from class, and even knew he had an 'S' name. He nodded his head once when he announced that they shared the same DADA class as he blindly dug into the inner lining of his coat pocket. "Simon." he corrected him nonchalantly. Simon honestly didn't know the other kids first name but he recognized him, "Forrester?" he cringed slightly, hating that he so effortlessly conformed to formality, but it was more out of habit he obtained from his years at Durmstrang. "For some reason I only remember your last name..." he shrugged unapologetically, but he didn't mean it in a rude way.
His eyes flickered upwards to the smoke wafting towards the ceiling, removing a lighter and tin box of hand rolled spliffs from his coat pocket. "You tryin' to smoke up?" Simon asked, flicking open the tin of neatly rolled spliffs lined up, and placing one between his lips. He followed by extending the tin toward the boy; he had plenty, and it wasn't often that he had a smoking buddy.
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Nathaniel David Forrester
HOGWARTS ALUM DEPARTMENT OF MAGICAL ACCIDENTS AND CATASTROPHES INTERN PART-TIME EMPLOYEE HAPPILY EVER AFTER PIZZA EMPORIUM
296 posts
played by Chanel
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last online Mar 28, 2024 1:07:03 GMT -7
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Apr 12, 2019 5:29:29 GMT -7
Post by Nathaniel David Forrester on Apr 12, 2019 5:29:29 GMT -7
NATE WAS NOT EMBARRASSED THAT HE HAD gotten Simon's name wrong. He simply shrugged at the correction, nodding his head once in acknowledgement. Simon was better any way, he thought. Plus, the other boy didn't seem terribly offended at the mistake, skimming over it easily before catching his last name. Nate nodded his head once. He didn't mind being called by his last name, it had a certain formality to it that he appreciated.
"Professor calls me 'Mr. Forrester' ever since I pissed him off, I think." Nate shrugged again. Though, with the look of sheer confusion on Simon's face he clarified for his sake. "It's Nate," He added, but no Professor would call him that either. It was typically 'Nathaniel'. Nate was simply less of a mouthful for fellow students. Making him sound a little less like an ordained priest. Plus, Nate liked that he was, for the most part, a forgettable addition to the class for Simon and students like him.
And while Nate had thought the smoke above him had all bit dissipated, he still noticed when Simon cast an eye up casually. He expected to be accused of something, but instead he watched the other boy pull out a little tin box. The shine of it caught Nate's eye and he immediately thought about how nice it would be in his collection. Like a magpie, his eyes gleamed with a shiny promise. Inside it was even better. Nate caught sight of a neat row of hand rolled joints and a slight smirk curled the corner of his mouth.
"Maybe..." Nate muttered, his eyes flickering from the tin to the boy's face. He was offering him the tin and though he first considered it could be a trap, after a moment he leaned forward and plucked one of the expertly rolled joints that were offered to him. "How long have you gotten away with that set up?" Nate asked, a little impressed as he popped the joint between his lips and took his Zippo out from where it was tucked in to the inside of his robe pocket. He let the end with a lingering gaze towards the door behind him. But the allure of that cloying sweet smoke made him draw in a breath. "Shit..." He squawked after deep draw, the smoke billowing out of his mouth as he leaned back. "Where'd you get this stuff?" It tasted stronger than his typical batch.
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simon sixten svendsen
HOGWARTS ALUM PART VAMPIRE FALMOUTH FALCONS & SWEDISH NATIONAL TEAM CHASER
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played by Dez
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last online Mar 22, 2024 19:31:25 GMT -7
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Apr 24, 2019 22:42:15 GMT -7
Post by simon sixten svendsen on Apr 24, 2019 22:42:15 GMT -7
Simon nodded along with the other boy when he mentioned something about their Professor calling him by his last name due to the fact that he had a penchant for getting into trouble. Honestly, that probably was why he remembered only his last name; 'Forrester' sounded more familiar than 'Nate', which was kind of hilarious. He asked how long he had gotten around rolling with a tin of paraphernalia and he shrugged lazily, "About a year or so, and a couple of close calls..." Simon admitted as Nate took his offering, giving him a solid nod because he got the gist that he thought it was a joke...
Lighting his own spliff as it dangled between his lips, he took a long drag before replying to his question of where he got his stuff. "If I told ya, I'd have to kill ya..." he let out a cloud of smoke through his nostrils as he let out a stoney chuckle. "I don't mind sharing though." Simon told him, sitting back in his chair and kicking his foot up against the wall.
His eyes caught a glimpse of the other boys notebook, figuring he had must come to the art room for more than a smoke session, most likely. Or maybe not. This Nate kid was very hard to read. "You draw or something?" he asked out of curiosity, and certainly a bit stoned from his own supply.
Nathaniel David Forrester
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Nathaniel David Forrester
HOGWARTS ALUM DEPARTMENT OF MAGICAL ACCIDENTS AND CATASTROPHES INTERN PART-TIME EMPLOYEE HAPPILY EVER AFTER PIZZA EMPORIUM
296 posts
played by Chanel
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last online Mar 28, 2024 1:07:03 GMT -7
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Jun 17, 2019 10:53:19 GMT -7
Post by Nathaniel David Forrester on Jun 17, 2019 10:53:19 GMT -7
NATE HAD ALMOST BEEN EXPELLED THE LAST summer, he knew what it was like to play with fire. But, h was still impressed that Simon had yet to be caught. He was cutting about school with a bloody baccy tin, for crying out loud! It made Nate both furious and pleased all at once. His lips pulled down at the corners and he nodded once, acknowledging the feat, but refusing to vocalise how much of a skill it was to complete.
Drawing in a deep breath, Nate sat in silence for a moment as it began to go to his head. The breezy lightness that made him feel as if his skull was suddenly filled like a helium balloon. He blinked owlish eyes at Simon as he came back to reality with a half cough in to his closed fist. "Hm?" He hummed absently, lolling his upper body along the back of the chair beside him as he snorted a laugh, but inside he was suddenly introspective.
"Do I look like I draw?" He asked, licking his dry lips as he took another draw and cast it up towards the ceiling. "Am I that transparent?" This was framed in humour, his face lightly smirking, but there was a hardness in his eyes. Was he so transparent? He certainly hoped not.
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simon sixten svendsen
HOGWARTS ALUM PART VAMPIRE FALMOUTH FALCONS & SWEDISH NATIONAL TEAM CHASER
520 posts
played by Dez
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last online Mar 22, 2024 19:31:25 GMT -7
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Jul 11, 2019 15:51:30 GMT -7
Post by simon sixten svendsen on Jul 11, 2019 15:51:30 GMT -7
Simon let out a stoney laugh when Nathaniel asked him if he was 'transparent', shaking his head from side to side as smoke shot out of his nostrils. His nose wrinkled the smirk on his face upwards as he pointed at the sketchbook, quirking his eyebrows, "Nah, I would say it's the, uh, sketchbook, man." he stated breathily with another stoney laugh, taking another generous drag of the spliff into his lungs. He loved smoking like a chimney, as well as getting high as a kite. His head cocked to the side, playing on the 'transparent' comment still. "You don't look like you write sonnets.." he stated frankly in light jest, not meaning to offend him. Simon wasn't intimidated by Nathaniel so he wasn't afraid to joke around with him.
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Nathaniel David Forrester
HOGWARTS ALUM DEPARTMENT OF MAGICAL ACCIDENTS AND CATASTROPHES INTERN PART-TIME EMPLOYEE HAPPILY EVER AFTER PIZZA EMPORIUM
296 posts
played by Chanel
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last online Mar 28, 2024 1:07:03 GMT -7
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Sept 15, 2019 5:01:14 GMT -7
Post by Nathaniel David Forrester on Sept 15, 2019 5:01:14 GMT -7
LOOKING DOWN AT THE WORN LEATHER BINDING of is sketchbook, Nate felt like he was only seeing it for the first time. His brows lifting and a brief, breathy chuckle bobbing his adam's apple as he reached up and ran a hand down the back of his neck. He hummed his assent, shrugging his shoulders stiffly. As even a joint couldn't fully relax Nate's persistent edges. "Didn't peg you for the observant type." He snubbed uselessly, the knock barely hitting with his dopey half smile and rounded shoulders.
However, the acknowledgement of its existence made Nate instinctively try and conceal it. Pulling his forearms over the top of it and slouching until it was obscured by his upper body. "Hey..." He whined, his eyes narrowing as he stared at Simon with something he hoped resembled a glare. His lids were just a little too heavy so he looked more sleepy than upset - which wasn't too far off from the truth. "You don't know me." Nate liked to disagree with people, even when they were right. "I've read Shakespeare." He grumbled, but it turned in to a half laugh as he bent his mouth in to his folded hands.
"And what do you even do?" He asked, almost like an accusation, his lips wet from where they'd lay open on his hand. "Except smoke weed and ask too many questions?" His sketchbook was turning warm under his arms. Almost comfortingly.
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simon sixten svendsen
HOGWARTS ALUM PART VAMPIRE FALMOUTH FALCONS & SWEDISH NATIONAL TEAM CHASER
520 posts
played by Dez
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last online Mar 22, 2024 19:31:25 GMT -7
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Sept 29, 2019 23:14:12 GMT -7
Post by simon sixten svendsen on Sept 29, 2019 23:14:12 GMT -7
TRIGGER WARNING: PG 13
Nate declaring to Simon that he didn't 'know' him made the Lion crack a smile, his eyebrows shooting upwards, "Ooh?" he wheezed with stoned laughter, unsure if he was joking. When Nate narrowed his eyes at Simon, attempting to glare at him as he grumbled about Shakespeare, Simon couldn't surpass the laugh again, this time more uncomfortably. Simon took a breath of smoke in to buy him a second.
Then, the snake asked him what he did out of accusation laced frustration. This guy Nate had a funny attitude. The half vampire wasn't sure how to act with him but he knew for certain that he didn't want to provoke the kid too much; considering he was hard to read and physically larger than him. His head bobbed easily, "Eh, that sounds about right.." he nodded with no shame, shrugging his shoulders upwards lazily at the accusation. He scratched his chin thoughtfully at the question though, not knowing if it was rhetorical or not. "-Add quidditch, drawing, and general debauchery and we're covered." he answered in serious jest, wondering how Nate would handle that. Simon was unsure if the kid was annoyed by him, his vampire intuition wasn't giving him much with the Slytherin student. There was something mysterious about him he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
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Nathaniel David Forrester
HOGWARTS ALUM DEPARTMENT OF MAGICAL ACCIDENTS AND CATASTROPHES INTERN PART-TIME EMPLOYEE HAPPILY EVER AFTER PIZZA EMPORIUM
296 posts
played by Chanel
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last online Mar 28, 2024 1:07:03 GMT -7
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Nov 24, 2019 12:40:00 GMT -7
Post by Nathaniel David Forrester on Nov 24, 2019 12:40:00 GMT -7
WHATEVER SCORN NATE DOLED OUT APPEARED to bounce off of the other boys relaxed facade. He looked at Nate with humour in his loose, stoned expression. As if he'd heard what he'd said, but took no weight or meaning from it. And Nate realised, with a healthy dose of shame, that it was probably because he didn't really care. It was a sobering, and agitating thought. He sat a little straighter on his seat, tongue dashing out over his dry bottom lip.
"What do you draw?" He asked dully, feigning a lack of curiosity as he rubbed a charcoal smudge off the wooden table. He imagined it'd be comics, or something, thought Nate. Something with a lot of colour and not a lot of thought. But, that could have just been the weed talking. He was passing assumptions, but Nate was good at that. "'General debauchery'," Nate imitated, snorting slightly as he rubbed the back of his hand against his nose. "Like what?" He asked, almost as an afterthought. Nate didn't meet many delinquents, even fewer who could match him step for step.
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simon sixten svendsen
HOGWARTS ALUM PART VAMPIRE FALMOUTH FALCONS & SWEDISH NATIONAL TEAM CHASER
520 posts
played by Dez
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last online Mar 22, 2024 19:31:25 GMT -7
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Mar 18, 2020 20:38:34 GMT -7
Post by simon sixten svendsen on Mar 18, 2020 20:38:34 GMT -7
TRIGGER WARNING: PG 13
Simon wasn't used to answering that question other than maybe the kids in Art club; which was the only club is was willing to conform to other than quidditch. Simon shrugged his shoulders upwards lazily, attempting to maintain that calm and cool demeanor, "I kind of like to draw people but I'll draw anything that inspires me I guess. More abstract." he told him, before flipping the question back at him, gesturing back to the notebook in the other boys hands, "You?"
Honestly, he kind of liked this kids style. He was willing to smoke weed with him inside the school and showed interest in other debauchery. Hell, he even drew or something. The only thing was Simon wasn't one to trust people so quickly to really talk about the naughty things he had done. That would be self criminalization. Especially with smart mouth of the class "Mr Forrester". He'd have to play this one out by ear.
His lips twitched upwards, blowing out a puff of smoke from his nostrils as he let out a stoned chuckle, "Oh, y'know...smoking weed on the rooftops, sneaking around...and other acts that are on a more 'need to know' basis." he hinted, not wanting to give him too much information. A part of him had a feeling like Nate would be game for most of the unmentionable acts though, he just wanted to see if he would share for himself.
(Sorry this took me so long my high ass thought I replied already lmao I suck dude. Down to start wrapping this one up so we can play out something more recent now since they have more shenanigans going on now!)
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Nathaniel David Forrester
HOGWARTS ALUM DEPARTMENT OF MAGICAL ACCIDENTS AND CATASTROPHES INTERN PART-TIME EMPLOYEE HAPPILY EVER AFTER PIZZA EMPORIUM
296 posts
played by Chanel
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last online Mar 28, 2024 1:07:03 GMT -7
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Mar 31, 2020 13:35:30 GMT -7
Post by Nathaniel David Forrester on Mar 31, 2020 13:35:30 GMT -7
AN EASY REPLY SHOULD NOT HAVE BOTHERED Nate, but it did. He'd never liked being asked what he drew, but he'd invited the question. "People, I guess." He echoed, dropping his chin and drumming his fingers restlessly. He didn't want to be asked to show anything, because he liked drawing people without them knowing. Candid life drawing, it was usually called. Not that Nate knew that on purpose, it was just something that'd been thrown at him in the past. Anything else would insinuate that he cared. "Nothing serious."
Simon seemed a little too pleased with himself as he hinted at everything he shouldn't be doing. But, Nate was interested enough that he blew out a snort and nodded his head once. "Fine." He muttered, packing up his shit with every intention of making a hasty exit. He felt cornered in the art rooms. Always under the impression that he should be elsewhere. Doing work that actually mattered to him in the grand scheme of things. "I'll be in the Astronomy Tower tonight." He muttered lazily, shrugging his shoulders as if it didn't really matter. "Bring weed or... don't come." And then he left, sketchbook under one arm, a slight smirk on his face.
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