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Post by Seth Alec Greyback on Jan 10, 2012 2:02:40 GMT
The darkness enveloped him as his weightless body, hugged by gallons of water, drifted upward. He didn't swim, he didn't paddle... he simply let himself float to the top. His head felt tight from the pressure of being down too far, holding his breath too long. A bubble escaped his lips and he felt his lungs struggling, squeezing, hurting...
The water around him was getting lighter and lighter. The sun was seeping through. He could see clouds of debris floating everywhere. It was now green and murky.
He was getting closer to the top.
But not close enough, his lungs screamed. He reached out his arms, on instinct, not by choice. But he didn't let himself swim. He wanted to go naturally... see how long he could control himself. See what it would feel like.
His heart pounded but he didn't notice. The only sensations were the pain in his chest and the caress of the water on his skin.
His legs kicked, again, without his command. He was reaching his breaking point. He needed air and needed it now. His feet swished back and forth, giving more push upward. He could see the sunlight playing against the surface now. It flickered and moved and it was a beautiful sight.
His mouth opened, water filled it. He reached up and stroked his arms up and down to go faster. Almost there, any second now. He stroked and and stroked, swimming, using what little strength and concentration he had left.
And then, finally, when his vision began to grow dim, he felt the splash of the surface as he came up. He gasped deeply and much needed air rushed into his chest.
In and out, in and out, he breathed.
And then he laughed. It had been a rush.
Stretching out his arms, Seth relaxed onto his back and floated on the water of the lake. It was winter, but it was a mild one so far. The water, though, was freezing cold and his skin had long gone numb. He didn't mind. He enjoyed the dull feeling of the water gently running over his body.
Classes were over, others were probably at dinner. He had come out to the lake, taken off his clothes, and jumped in, clad in only black boxer briefs.
Probably a stupid idea but he enjoyed the idea of swimming in the winter. The lake hadn't frozen over yet and he wanted to try before it did. He'd only been in about fifteen minutes and knew he probably shouldn't stay too much longer. The cold wasn't the only danger of being in the lake, after all.
But at the moment, he just didn't care, a common theme throughout his life.
All that he wanted, was to float across the surface of the lake, and enjoy the feeling of his body stiffening from the cold.
Tag: Open Clothes: Underwear until he get's dressed... looks like this: www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=42024745 Lyrics: Florence and the Machine, "Never Let Me Go" Notes: Burrrr
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Post by Kleos Al Greyback on Jan 10, 2012 17:27:41 GMT
THE lake was a rather peaceful place at this time of night. It was cold, quiet, but peaceful. And it was filled with quiet words, and quiet noises. It was something that anyone would probably enjoy.
The cold temperature didn't bug him any as he walked down the edge of the lake, his hands shoved into his pockets. His eyes were downcasted in deep thought, but he didn't let it affect him. But his mind was thinking of it.
What he had hoped was that he would be alone at the lake. Apparently he was wrong about that.
Kleos lifted his head turning it toward the figure who was laying in the lake, giving a soft smile. His brother. Good, at least he could deal with him. He slowly came over, sitting on the ground where his brothers clothes were keeping his hand clothes to his pocket. "Hows the water Seth? Cold enough to below freezing?" He asked softly, looking at his brother while his hands gripped onto the object against his leg. He came here to cut away the memories...guess that wasn't exactly happening, was it?
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Post by Seth Alec Greyback on Jan 11, 2012 16:45:25 GMT
"Hows the water Seth? Cold enough to below freezing?"
The voice registered in his brain as belonging to someone familiar. Letting his body sink into the water, Seth looked up to see his big brother standing at the shore, hands shoved in his pockets.
"Can't even feel it anymore."
He slowly began swimming back to the shore, his eyes scanning over his half-brother... they shared blood. Shared a father. Shared a like of quiet. But didn't share much else.
Kleos and Seth were opposites. One full of emotions he couldn't control, the other lacking feeling for much of anything. It was an interesting comparison and a fascinating development of two brothers from the same father.
Seth didn't mind it, though. He, in general, liked his family. He'd never met them until he had arrived at Hogwarts when he was 11, but his mother hadn't kept them a secret. She only knew a little, but what she did know, she shared. When he got to school, he met several Greyback children.
It was amusing to him that he could still remember the smell. The first smell of walking into the Great Hall on his first night and smelling the other wolves in the room. It had been comforting to him. And he enjoyed comfort.
And throughout the years, he'd met and interacted, however shortly, with his half-siblings. More eventually came, like little Dexter. It never surprised him when he met another. They'd all been scattered about, all had separate lives, but it was only natural that they all reunited at the one place they had in common through their father... Hogwarts.
"Probably my cue to get on out, though."
His nonchalant attitude was not overpowered by rational thought. Seth knew that, despite the mild temperatures for winter, it was still too cold to swim outside for too long.
Climbing out of the water, he ran hand through his wet, shaved hair. He wiped off some water, moved towards his clothes and pulled on his jeans.
Tag: Open - Kleos Clothes: Underwear until he get's dressed... looks like this: www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=42024745 Lyrics: Florence and the Machine, "Never Let Me Go" Notes: Burrrr
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Post by Kleos Al Greyback on Jan 11, 2012 16:58:57 GMT
KLEOS glanced over at his half-silbing, watching his form, listening to his words. He did find comfort with his siblings, for they were pack. Pack was family, and sport. And yet...He was unsure what to think. He was after all a little different then his other siblings.
"Can't even feel it anymore." His brother replied, before he tugged his form out of the cold lake.
Kleos nodded in response, before he stood near the edge, looking down at the lapping water. His arms moved, crossing against his chest as he gave a bitter laugh. "Think its cold enough that if I dive in I'll be able to freeze to death? Or something like that?" He remarked, staring at the ice cold water. Death...who sweet that sounded now. How sweet he wished he could have it; it would make everyone else happy wouldn't it?
TAG. OPEN/SETH WORDS. Many OUTFIT. CLICK. MUSIC. Nothing NOTES.sweet suicide CREDITS. jurate @ CAUTION, please don't steal!
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Post by Lehi Kyle Greyback on Jan 12, 2012 7:59:46 GMT
Lehi was just outside the clearing from Forbidden forest he wonders slightly close to them but by a few feet. as for him he was still in his torn up clothing from last night. He looks at the water knowing that it was below freezing he washed his hands quickly to wash any blood off his hands. After all it bad to walk with bloody hands anywhere. He then looks over at his two brothers chatting away noticing his psycho brother Kleos looking rather depressed. He then stands up and walks over to them with a smirk on his face before saying "What happen Crazy brother of mine you seem a bit down? Like some girl or guy dumped you.. " he lets out a soft laugh.
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Post by Seth Alec Greyback on Jan 15, 2012 8:10:55 GMT
Seth tugged his shirt over his head, the cotton clinging to his wet back.
"Think its cold enough that if I dive in I'll be able to freeze to death? Or something like that?"
His brother's laugh wasn't a joyful one. It was one full of darkness. Seth stared at his half-sibling... his arms were crossed and he stared out at the water.
Seth didn't know all of the details of his brother's life, but he knew enough, had learned enough and sensed enough, to know that Kleos was a tortured soul. Tortured, but trying. Despite his demons, it appeared as if he wanted to be happier and healthier. Seth liked that.
"What happen Crazy brother of mine you seem a bit down? Like some girl or guy dumped you.. "
Seth watched as Lehi approached. His attention was more focused on Kleos, though.
"It's cold enough that you'd eventually get hypothermia and that would kill you."
Seth finished dressing, shoved his hands in his pockets, and moved to stand beside his brothers.
"But I wouldn't suggest trying it. Sounds like an awful death to me."
Seth turned to look at Kleos, his eyes boring into his profile.
"And I'd jump in and pull you out anyway, so there'd be no point."
With that, he stared back out at the water and enjoyed the strange sensation of the feeling returning to his feet. He'd have to go inside soon... or he himself would start to get hypothermia.
Tag: Open Clothes: Underwear until he get's dressed... looks like this: www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=42024745 Lyrics: Florence and the Machine, "Never Let Me Go" Notes: Burrrr
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Post by Kleos Al Greyback on Jan 16, 2012 18:49:43 GMT
KLEOS glanced over at his ravenclaw brother, seeing him tugging on clothes but still answered his question. "It's cold enough that you'd eventually get hypothermia and that would kill you. But I wouldn't suggest trying it. Sounds like an awful death to me. And I'd jump in and pull you out anyway." His half brother was staring at him, obviously trying to convince him that it was pointless, and he really shouldn't try.
Kleos snorted at his direction turning his attention back to the icy water, giving a bitter smile. "Your no fun, Seth. I rather die like that...seems doing it yourself with a knife isn't working." He admitted, glancing at the said knife. And while it was the two of them for a bit, another sibling of theirs turned up. One that Kleos wasn't happy about at all.
After Lehi finished speaking, Kleos glared over at him, hand moving with the knife to point it at his blood related siblings face. "Go away, and stay away from me. I'm not in the mood to deal with your words and teasing. I'm fed up about you and your words, and your attitude. Shoo, begone. But I will tell you, for your information, I am still happily with the guy I love so go rot in a ditch." He remarked, hand steady showing he would stab his slytherin sibling, for that was how tense he was, and how not himself he was.
Kleos Greyback was not the werewolf you wanted to annoy today.
TAG. OPEN/SETH/LEHI WORDS. Many OUTFIT. CLICK. MUSIC. Nothing NOTES.sweet darkness & suicide CREDITS. jurate @ CAUTION, please don't steal!
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Post by Lehi Kyle Greyback on Jan 16, 2012 20:04:02 GMT
Only a short laugh at his brother as he watched him threaten him with a knife as he paused in getting close to him "Then what is it that bugging you to the point of ending your life away.." he mutters at him as he crosses his arms as he shakes his head knowing he could easily push him to the edge,But he couldn't do that...would he?
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Post by Seth Alec Greyback on Jan 18, 2012 1:09:12 GMT
"Your no fun, Seth. I rather die like that...seems doing it yourself with a knife isn't working."
"Go away, and stay away from me. I'm not in the mood to deal with your words and teasing. I'm fed up about you and your words, and your attitude. Shoo, begone. But I will tell you, for your information, I am still happily with the guy I love so go rot in a ditch."
Seth watched the interaction with calm face. He knew that not all of the Greybacks had the... best... relationships. He didn't know the details and, frankly, he didn't care. He understood the complexities of living with and interacting with people and his family was definitely more complex than others.
"Then what is it that bugging you to the point of ending your life away.."
He looked to Lehi. He listened to the words and was surprised to find that he wanted to know the answer.
Kleos was tortured, that much was certain. But Seth wondered how a person got to that point. Wondered what could have possibly happened to make him feel so much all the time. And the feelings weren't happy or anything like that... the feelings were made of sadness, anger, depression and fear.
Wanting to die... it was such a foreign concept. Seth looked at death as part of the natural order. Some things had to die so that other things could live. And one day, they would die so that something else could live.
But wanting it? Wanting to end it before it even began? Strange.
Seth never wanted anything as badly as Kleos seemed to want to die.
"Lehi. What are you doing out here on such a cold day?"
Tag: Furry brothers! Clothes: www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=42024745 Lyrics: Florence and the Machine
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Post by Kleos Al Greyback on Jan 18, 2012 16:31:08 GMT
HEglared at his blood sibling, his hand gripping tight to the knife in his hand. He glanced at the knife in his hand, before glaring at his slytherin brother. And slashed at his face, aiming to create a gash on his cheek. He was beyond frustrated and reasoning tonight. That much was noticed.
"STAY BACK! I told you once, I tell you everytime I see you, STAY AWAY FROM ME! Your part of the reason I'm like this. PART OF THE REASON! With all your teasing, all your words...f-cking god, I've had enough. I have had enough with you, and all your annoying slytherin classmates who keep using me as a punching bag, or as a freaking toy for their own sick games!" He snapped, glaring at Lehi, rage plain on his face. He has had enough.
Angered, he went closer to the water, glaring down at it. But there was a part of him that was a little worried about his other brother. He was must be freezing at the moment. "Seth...You must be freezing." He whispered, his hand grip tight to his knife. He cared about one brother...the other he wished he could see rot in a ditch for all he cared....
TAG. OPEN/SETH/LEHI WORDS. Many OUTFIT. CLICK. MUSIC. Nothing NOTES.sweet darkness & suicide CREDITS. jurate @ CAUTION, please don't steal!
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Post by Lehi Kyle Greyback on Jan 19, 2012 2:53:07 GMT
Lehi stepped back as he saw his brother go to lash out with the knife he yelps slightly as he felt the blade cut into his cheek he looks at him alittle stunned at his words "I only pick on you because we are brothers... it normal for other slytherins to pick on others that how they act, so dont compare to me to other people that are in the same house as me.." he snaps at him, he glances at his other brother "Just making sure the cave i use during full moons is well stocked up with everything i need." he tells him as the blood runs down from his cheek.
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Post by Seth Alec Greyback on Jan 26, 2012 4:45:40 GMT
"STAY BACK! I told you once, I tell you everytime I see you, STAY AWAY FROM ME! Your part of the reason I'm like this. PART OF THE REASON! With all your teasing, all your words...f-cking god, I've had enough. I have had enough with you, and all your annoying slytherin classmates who keep using me as a punching bag, or as a freaking toy for their own sick games!" Seth heard the words, saw the violence. Felt the anger and the resentment. It was enough to make any normal person’s stomach twist and churn. But Seth wasn’t necessarily normal. He stood with his hands in his pockets, his body finally gaining back feeling, and stared at his two brothers going at it like wild animals. There was history there, he knew, but he didn’t care to know the details. He did care to stop it before it escalated though. Seth wasn’t one to jump in and stop a fight. He realized that fighting was human nature… a part of life… and people sometimes thought they had no other way to work out their issues with one another. It was animalistic and unnecessary in his eyes, but he did understand the urge to get out the pent up aggression in someway. Still… the knife glimmered and the blood trickled and Seth knew this had gotten out of hand quickly. ” "I only pick on you because we are brothers... it normal for other slytherins to pick on others that how they act, so dont compare to me to other people that are in the same house as me.." ”Brothers… stop this.” His voice was calm, steady. Seth had something that few werewolves had… self control. It was his nature. And he knew how to use it to his advantage when he needed to. ”I know the moon is near and we’re all a little… tense… but turning violent on each other isn’t right.” Seth knew, above anything else, how important family was. And though these brothers of his were once strangers, they were still his family. They shared blood, they shared a bond with the wolf that few would ever understand. ”I think, after everything that happened in the Second War with our kind, we’d at least have learned to be civil to one another by now.” He was much more rational than most of his kind. They had so much emotion controlling them. Seth supposed his numbness was, for once, a good thing for others. ”It is cold. We should probably all go inside. We have a long couple nights ahead of us.” He was referring to the change. Even though it was one night a month, the build up was torture on the body. Little sleep, lots of nervous energy. They’d need to try and relax, as much as possible. Tag: Lehi/Kleos Clothes: www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=42024745 Lyrics: Florence and the Machine Notes: Brothers!
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Post by Kleos Al Greyback on Jan 26, 2012 15:37:35 GMT
KLEOS felt the rage fill his form, his entire body shaking. He gripped tighter on he knife, half pleased that he managed to cut his brothers face. It pleased him to no end. But he didn't show it. He was still very pissed and off though.
And it wasn't just the fact that a full moon was upcoming. This entire past weeks have been brutal. He shook, baring his teeth giving a snarl. His rage was plain in his eyes, his frustration was filling his bones. It was driving him completely mad. He gave Seth a stare, one that showed plain he wasn't in the mood to be told what to do."Seth. Do me a favor, and don't tell me what to do today. I am beyond reason today." He cursed at his ravenclaw brother, turning to glare at the lake. Ever since what happened to him, that feeling of being helpless, Kleos swore to not let anyone catch him like that again.
And then Lehi's words. They shouldn't of ticked him off. But they did. He gave a hiss then a scream of anger, moving quick and shoving his hard body onto his blood brothers form, pinning him down. He snarled down at him, hands around his throat. "SHUT UP! As my blood brother, you should of been there for me! Instead you LET F-CKING DALAKIS use me as a toy, torture me to being a nothing! HE USED ME LEHI! AND YOU DIDN'T HELP! Do you see now why I'm so annoyed at you? I would of THOUGHT my own brother would help me! Instead he LEAVES me to rot! You are the most stupid, weak and annoying brother I know! Dam you LEHI!" Kleos screamed, gripping tight, hands clasped firm. All he wanted was for this male to die in his grip.
Kleos had lost it.
TAG. /SETH/LEHI WORDS. Many OUTFIT. CLICK. MUSIC. Nothing NOTES.kleos snapped; not good. CREDITS. jurate @ CAUTION, please don't steal!
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Post by Lehi Kyle Greyback on Jan 30, 2012 0:08:17 GMT
Lehi blinks at his brother as he is shoved and pinned to the ground he yelps from being pinned and his throat being grabbed he listens to his brother yelling at him only for him to snarl back " there was a reason Kleos why I didn't help I wouldn't dare cross Alec at all" he struggles to break free from his grip he really didn't want to lose control at all.
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Post by Seth Alec Greyback on Feb 5, 2012 18:44:21 GMT
Seth watched the anger flash in Kleos eyes, felt the rage and hatred run off of him like water rushing down a drain. He felt, for only one of the few times in his life, true sympathy for his brother. Seth usually never had such feelings for others. Not that he didn't care; he did. But he knew that such feelings were natural in a person's life and the cycle had to be gone through. However, seeing something so real and so intense in someone who shared his blood, shared his father, shared a part of the wolf with him, was more meaningful than if it were anyone else.
Still, he was not one to get involved in fights. He knew that people fought and used physical aggression because they felt they had no other options for their issues, but he wasn't like that. He didn't support the idea of war, or even petty hallway scuffles between rivalry houses. Yet, he never broke them up, either. It wasn't his place, and certainly not his business. No, he just walked on by while other students might be cheering on or trying to intervene.
It might have seemed callous and cold but Seth knew that whether he stepped in or not, the issues had to be worked out between whoever was doing the fighting.
His brother raised his voice to him and he gave a nod. "As you like." Anger was a dangerous beast. She was irrational and sensitive and could blow up at any second for any reason. He knew not to tempt her.
Seth was about to walk away and leave his brothers to duke it out in peace when Kleos launched himself at Lehi.
His decision was well thought out. He was going to let them handle this on their own, but not if it meant that one of them would die. The knife seemed to glow in Kleos' hand and Seth had to get it away from him.
He was quick, almost too fast to see with his werewolf abilities enhanced, and was at Kleos' side in a second. He grabbed his shoulders and lifted him off of Lehi. He didn't get between them, nor did he restrain or attack Kleos. He simply pushed him away.
"Enough of this. Someone could get killed." Seth's eyes found their way to the knife, still clutched in Kleos' hand. "I know you have your problems with each other but remember where we're at. And remember who we are." He was referring to being the sons of Fenrir Greyback, one of the most feared and despised creatures to follow Voldemort. The wizarding world had expectations of his sons... expectations that they would be just like him. Seth knew those expectations to be wrong. "We're not him. And this is something that you won't take back. The full moon is near, we are all feeling it. Don't let it overtake you." He hoped that his brothers would heed his warning. The wolf made them feel and act in ways that they might not otherwise and he didn't want any of them to make a mistake that they wouldn't be able to take back.
They were at school. They were being watched. And the moon was near.
Seth had said his peace. With that, he turned and walked back towards the castle, leaving his brothers to decide their fate. He'd done his part and he wasn't going to do anymore. They had to make their own choices now.
Tag: Open Clothes: www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=42024745 Lyrics: Florence and the Machine, "Never Let Me Go"
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