A little bit of Sexy *OPEN*

['TWIGG' CHARITY MELISSA FLAMEL]

I'M SORRY BUT THE PARTIES OVER

Listening to the idle banter, she gave a slight yawn. There hadn't been enough hours spent with her eyes tight shut last night for her, but a case of insomnia was the least of the blonde girls problems so it hadn't bothered her too much so far. Turning her attention back to her classmates she gave another small smile. Afternoon Nat she returned in an equally airily tone before watching the blonde Captain rise to her feet. If she had been anything other than the ego maniacal girl that she was, Twigg might have worried that Samira was leaving because of her presence, but she really didn't give the thought a concern, if she wanted to go, so be it.

Many people didn't know how to take Charity Flamel; she was brash, arrogant, rude and often crude, but once you learnt to accept such qualities within her, she was a useful friend and alley to acquire, not only that, she was also a barrel of fun if the mood took her, even if she said so herself. When Jasper finally finished his little game and addressed her she flashed him an amused grin as he snickered at her words. And I feel so privileged for the fact Mr Carlyle not that it would have been rocket science to suggest such a thing. Whilst the others moaned about their current athletic state she gave a small smug, pride evident in her eyes. Even through out the summer she'd kept up her training, after all, flying was her second favourite thing, where did people think her nickname had come from? The hard muscle that lined her body was still there and she appeared as she always did at the height of the season. I'd have to agree, I'm feeling pretty fit myself, and, excitement is a given there was the obvious pun there, but either way, she meant it.

Watching the boy lazy out she felt the urge to roll her eyes swell up inside her, but Natalie proved a welcome distraction. As she spoke of the blanket, Twigg gave it a quick glance before following it with a shrug, she wouldn't have minded sitting on the ground, but the short grass did do it's damnedest to tickle her bare skin at times. Don't mind if I do with another smirk she dropped down where Samira had only moments ago been, beside Jasper and on the edge of the blanket. Listening to Jasper moan about school she nudged him with her arm pit Don't be liek that, you'll suck out all of my enthusiasm!

[jasper]

Samira was leaving? Jasper barely registered it, only echoing Natalie in her goodbyes. "I daresay we'll meet in the common room anyway. Watch yourself, though, captain. I doubt you'd want detention because of your clothing,"

[/color] he called after Samira's retreating figure, and watched as the empty space beside him was immediately filled by Charity. Smirking at the other as he lay back down his hands serving as a pillow as they padded the ground for him, he made a face at Natalie. "You don't say? Then perhaps I would dearly love to ravish you so that you'll be screaming my name for weeks would work too? And I could, of course,"[/color] he replied slyly, before waving it off. He didn't know why he tried too, sometimes. "I'll remember that, then."[/color]

"Course you would!"[/color] he quipped back easily. Chasers were supposed to work together - like beaters, they had the business of having co-ordination with each other and what not. He wouldn't let himself off if he didn't have good synchronization with his fellow Quidditch mate, especially one whose position was greatly important to the game. He rolled his eyes when she said that he was sucking her enthusiasm out. "Come now, you're not serious. You actually like school?"[/color] Other than the girls that it provided and many a tryst, there weren't that many positive points around here. "Unless, you know, you're offering to entertain me? Then that's a whole different story altogether, and I'm certainly open for your proposition."[/color] A grin on his face, Jasper bit back a chuckle before turning to face the sky once again, away from the faces of the other two.

"Either way, if I'm able to do that, don't mind if I continue to do so. Things are only fun when I say so, after all."[/color] he stated matter-of-factly moments after their previous conversation had paused slightly. "I tend to be that special, after all,"[/color] he bragged teasingly.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/font][/size][/justify]

[talie]

natalie was left in a sort of disbelief at jaspers words. a sort of scoffing disbelief. sorry, love, it only works when the compliments go to me. the fact that i'd be screaming your name for weeks, she had a rather sarcastically amused tone about her voice now. just turns me off. bugger. she muttered. like i said, you have to mention that you've been agonizing for me, dreaming of it, watching me getting all sweaty during quidditch practice and wanting to throw yourself at me in the locker room after. she snorted. or at least mention that you wank to the thought of me. her tone was still sarcastic, but her mood had surely lifted. she stretched her arms above her head and arched her back, before curling up on her side.

bloody chasers, she muttered, jokingly. you get one another, and i get to float alone, waiting for chasers to throw thing at me. she really didn't mind, she really was a good catch. she listened to charity as she spoke. school was bloody brilliant. it gave you the opportunity of power - six years out of seven, you were older than someone. and therefore had more power. you had friends - well, natalie had classmates and the occasional friendly situations, such as this. you had your distance between yourself and your parents. natalie ground her teeth together at the thought of her parents. she had been give hell all year for being weak and weak minded for not joining the death eaters. if she could, she bloody well would. people should know that. most people didn't know that, though, and so they gave her hell.

oh really? she questioned jasper's cocky answers. oh you are, really? she scoffed, rolling her eyes. a smile tugged at the corner of her lips, none-the-less.

['TWIGG' CHARITY MELISSA FLAMEL]

I'M SORRY BUT THE PARTIES OVER

The playful banter continued of course, in a tone that always seemed to surface when the opposite sexes were forced upon each other, and though it was slightly amusing to listen to, other peoples unrequited sexual attraction was never something that interested her. If you wanted someone in her mind, just do them, makes like so much easier, and she had always had a problem with keeping her hands of things that she longed for. With a amused smirk tugging at the corners of her mouth, she listened to first Jasper then Natalie as they played off one another, until she was addressed.

Well you do admittedly make my life slightly easier, and you're far better to look at than the ugly mugs of those bloody Gryffindors, the line held a double meaning that no doubt all of them caught as it was common knowledge that her fellow chaser liked to court said Gryffindors. With a wicked grin she heard Natalie retort, and her words caused the blonde girl to let out a rolling chuckle, before tilting her head to the boy on her side See, now that is how you pull a Slytherin girl, no fancy words or lies, glancing back at Natalie she gave another chuckle and shook her head before she reclined fully on the blanket, pulling her arms up over her head and resting her head upon the make shift cushion.

And she began lazily School is the shit, no parents, badly enforced rules and the freedom to do what and who you want whenver there was a glint in her eyes as she spoke but finally she gave a shrug we just have to compromise with the crazy Headmaster and the lessons lessons really weren't that bad anyway, she could get through them easy enough. As he teased her on her choice of words she turned her head in his direction and gave a short laugh, If I am offering to entertain you Mr Carlyle, I would not wrap it up in innuendos, you would know, turning back she fixed her eyes on the slow moving sky above, there were few clouds and it was of little interest.

At Natalie's words she gave a nod in agreement as to her company up in the air, Yeah but my company is him, inclining her head towards Jasper she gave a small smirk.

[jasper]

"Aye, I figured. Ah well, there's a reason why I don't strive to get into my teammates pants. Or skirts, for the matter,"

[/color] he said pleasantly, which was the truth. Or sort of. He did want to, once, but had outgrown that phase with absurd ease that it was almost remarkable. Now, after having spent long enough playing with the rest of them, he viewed them mostly as siblings - the type that he didn't have and was comfortably at ease with most of them. He said most, because he never knew the feeling of being completely comfortable with someone. It was the best estimate he could give, if he had to. "Not to kill your expectations, love, but I wouldn't date you at the moment. I'm afraid that if we broke up - which is highly likely, considering my rather famous reputation - playing in the team would be pretty damn hard, love."[/color] He smirked knowingly, before tossing his fringe out of his face with a careless flick of his hand.

He gave a shrug at Charity's next words, replying, "I get that all the time. No difference, love. It's the perks of being in a family who doesn't give a damn about you, really. After all, the parentals are too busy being successful to care, you know?"[/color] He doubted so, but Jasper was different in the sense that his parents certainly did not give a damn about what he did. As long as he was alive at the end of the day, did not procreate unnecessarily, that was good enough for them with regards to the heir of the Carlyle family. "Although, I'd be careful when we talking about Professor Rowan. The walls have ears, after all,"[/color] Jasper drawled, although the cautious tone was not easily missed, and his words were meant to be nothing but a warning. Who knew who was listening in at the moment?

He gave a smirk at her statement that he was her company, and added in shamelessly, "And very fine company, thank you very much. At least I bother to entertain you when we're in class, my fellow friend at the back."[/color] He did roll his eyes when she talked about certain Gryffindors, and retorted, "To my credit, at least she's not a half-blood. If so, then my parents might actually bother to interfere."[/color] He said this smoothly, before closing his eyes for a moment, enjoying the view and the quiet that the conversation had brought, with an apt pause in the midst of all their talk.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/font][/size][/justify]

[talie]

natalie snorted. i wasn't aware we were talking about dating, i understand that reasoning. though, i have my contradictions. like the fact that my position has nothing to do with yours. you fly away from me the entire game and i would never dare let my defenses down in spite. she loved quidditch too much to never give it a try. she didn't mind, though. she wasn't exactly in the mood for any sort of relationship at this time. it was awfully fun to tease him, though.

i'd worry less about the blood of her and more of the gryffindor pride she likes to sport, she shrugged. if she's a good fuck and at least half as good as company as twigg and i, than i find no problem in it.

['TWIGG' CHARITY MELISSA FLAMEL]

I'M SORRY BUT THE PARTIES OVER

For people like Twigg and Natalie who had the iron fists of their parents clamped tightly around their waists from dusk til dawn every moment they were at home, the relative freedom of the school grounds was a relief to both of them, whether Jasper knew it of not, so as he spoke she made a face to the other girl who lay only a few feet away. Well aren't you the lucky one Carlyle there was a grin on her face never the less until he mentioned the head master once again. Twigg had never been one to watch her words and she rolled her eyes heavily I doubt calling him names is a capital offense now, because if so I believe half our student body is about to be carted off any minute, though maybe that was slightly naive of her.

Rolling onto her side slightly she draped one hand over her hip and gave a small yawn, once again revealing her less than spirited mood. Watching him smirk she waited for the teasing words he would no doubt gift her with with a matching smile etched faintly on her face. I'll give you that one, once again, you beat listening to half of the Professors in this place, they're all like 12 she finished with a scoff, pointing out the flaws in their surprisingly young staff force. Letting out a laugh she watched him roll his eyes at her words, I'm with Nat on this, sometimes there are greater flaws than just your blood, she smells too much like a blood traitor for my liking wrinkling her nose made a disgusted face before throwing him a slight wink.

[jasper]

"You could not be harsher on any boy,"

[/color] Jasper said pointedly, his eyes narrowing slightly at the comments that were thrown his way about him. While normally a tolerant man, there was just so much that he could take. He held it in though, for it wouldn't be good to cause some spectacle in the middle of nowhere - plus, as much as he was used to detentions, he really wasn't in the mood to have to attend one tonight. Keeping the pleasant expression on his face - you had to hand it to him, after all - he let his attention be diverted, so that he wouldn't linger on those thoughts anymore. He smirked at Twigg's comment about calling the Headmaster names, and replied, "No, I believe that carting off and never returning is reserved for people of our blood."[/color] He raised a hand lazily at that comment, staring at the veins that stood out at his wrist area, aware of the blood that he had. While the color of everyone's blood was the same, when it came to purity status, he could probably beat even Meissa Riddle in who had purer blood. After all, there was something to be said about being able to truly trace your family back all the way, with nothing but Purebloods in the family.

Cracking a smile at Twigg's next words about the class, he nodded. "Professor Wickson, especially,"[/color] he said unabashedly, Jasper's dislike for the teacher showing evidently in his words. It was no surprise he thought the other nothing short of a fool, and that meant that she was automatically on Jasper's dislike list. He listened intently as they started on their discussion of Dahlia, and snorted inwardly. "She's good in bed, if you're bloody wondering. That's probably a bonus above being a Pureblood. And besides, we can't be picky anymore. Last I checked, we're a dying species. Better me shagging a pureblood than a Muggleborn, non?"[/color] he questioned, raising an eyebrow at the same moment as he waited for either of them to answer his question. "Besides, name me any others who'd be vaguely good in bed. There's hardly any of those, anymore."[/color][/blockquote][/blockquote][/font][/justify][/size]