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Last Few Minutes || ALICE Apr 24, 2013 1:47:45 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Apr 24, 2013 1:47:45 GMT -8

It was sunny out of Kasch had nothing left to study, lessons were complete and he needed to get some anger from his system for failing such a simple test in herbology. He hated the class, so instead he decided to climb up to the tower and grab his baseball bat. It was a Black Louisville Slugger with white taped wrapped around the handle and a red ribbon braided and protected with a simple charm. He's had it ever since that day back in December. This year would mark two years that he's held onto the ribbon and it was a constant reminder that no matter what, he was good and would always be good. That poor girl and that monster of a man. Shaking the images from his mind, Kasch started for the lawn.

Once on a snow covered knoll, the boy started to pack snow balls that were about the size of baseballs, with that he pulled out his wand to transfigure them into league standard balls, red laces and all. Sniffing in, Kasch pulled a black glove from his back pocket and fixed it upon his left hand. Standing with his back toward the castle looking out over the lake. His left hand fixed over his right as he tossed a 'snow' ball into the air. Swinging roughly at first he missed it, trying to get his timing down completely.

Again he tossed the same ball into the air and crushed it a loud crack echoed through the lawn and courtyards, but he continued not really caring, he's already made sure that upon impact they turned back into the soft powder from which they were made. He hated himself for being pulled away after the incident, he wanted to help the girl, but all he had left of her was the red ribbon that was weaved around the handle of the one thing that meant more to him than anything else. Rubbing his eyes lightly he grabbed another ball and crushed it out hitting the edge of the lake. Even though he saved her from more harm he couldn't say anything, couldn't speak out. Guilty.

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Last Few Minutes || ALICE Apr 24, 2013 2:59:02 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Apr 24, 2013 2:59:02 GMT -8

There was a flinch and the girl jolted up right. A student was prodding her elbow trying to return a book to the library and all the while, Alice had fallen off into a slumber. It wasn't peaceful by any means. The part troll, part werewolf, part grindylow Nightmare beast with a man's head had been chasing her through an endless alley in her latest rendition of the worst night terrors ever. At least this time she wasn't dreaming that he was eating her alive. Those forced her into fits of screaming and shear panic while trapped in her own mind. Now as she sucked in a proper breath of air the boy looked at her waiting for her to stamp the book and take it back. "S-sorry..."

In a haze, Alice returned the book and set it on a cart of other books to be put away. After it was full, she pushed the cart along putting the books back to their right spots. But lately she had a habit of leaning on the shelves and closing her eyes for a moment or two. When the librarian found her leaning on a copy of Unfogging The Future, she chuckled made some remark about not having to be a seer to know the girl needed sleep, and then sent her away early for the afternoon. Alice obviously protested but soon found herself staring at her dormitory ceiling. This wasn't worth it. Not to her. "Get it together, Alice. It's been two years since that attack." She couldn't help but let it bother her though. There were too many unanswered questions.

Naturally this left her sitting in the window looking out at the snow covered ground. Finals were coming and everyone was talking about the trip to Italy that was around the corner. Sure she was excited, but mostly she was happy that this Christmas was going to be the best for a lot of the people she knew and that made her very pleased. At her musing the girl looked down and spotted a familiar boy taking swings at orbs that got lost against the wintry backdrop of the afternoon. The thought of him brought a smile to Alice's face and before she knew it the girl was trudging through the snow in her boots, coat, scarf, hat, and mittens.

But as she approached, Alice noticed something was a little off. He seemed almost upset. The girl tried to put on her best cheerful smile and made her way up the knoll to him. "Hey... Smuggler." Alice's knowledge of baseball terminology was lacking and though the term was Slugger, she was blissfully unaware and continuously called him Smuggler. What the secret concealment of goods in transportation had to do with baseball, she never knew. It was also impossible for her to comprehend that, without knowing it, they had both been stewing over that particular December afternoon. The day her problems started. She would always be the victim. Innocent.

Last Edit: Apr 30, 2013 0:02:24 GMT -8 by Deleted

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Last Few Minutes || ALICE Apr 27, 2013 11:00:59 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Apr 27, 2013 11:00:59 GMT -8

Kasch didn't hear her approach, he was too engulfed within the swing and crack of the bat upon snow'baseballs' that he only noticed her once she said her prized quote. 'Smuggler' no doubt that made him smile, as Alice always knew how to make him grin even in the darkest of times she could help him see the light, but his heart would always be somewhere else. Ever since that night in the alley between Diagon and Knockturn, Kasch wanted to find her and be her prince charming. It seemed so sweet and so romantic, yet it seemed too much like a fantasy. Letting the bat rest on top of his foot, Kasch turned to look at Alice. Her hair always looked so amazing, when it was down and had the ribbon tied within the warm brown locks was his favorite. scratch that. All of Alice was his favorite.

"Hey, Babe." His words were forced as he tried to push out his best smile for her. She didn't need to see him like this and he needed to be strong for her. Pulling the girl into a hug brought out the actual smile that hid within the depths of his being. Even if he never found the girl with the hair ribbon, he would always love Alice. She knew him inside and out, even though they've only been together for a little over a month. Kasch felt as though she would always be here when he needed her, and no doubt he would do the same.

"You want me to teach you how to swing a bat?" Kasch's lips curled up at the end. The thought of getting all the memories washed away for the time being would be remarkable. Just the two of them here standing atop a small rolling hill over looking the lake hitting 'snow'balls off in the distance. One thing he had not accounted for happened to be that the girl was right handed and he left. Even though he could switch hit, he wasn't very comfortable swinging in the right side of the batter's box, but he would do his best to make it enjoyable for her.

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Last Few Minutes || ALICE Apr 30, 2013 0:02:08 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Apr 30, 2013 0:02:08 GMT -8

Alice didn't know a lot about base ball, but she had a pretty good feeling it wasn't something that involved crying. She also had an itching notion in the back of her mind that she shouldn't say anything about it. So with a sweet smile on her face as though nothing could possibly be the matter, the girl put her arms around his body. He was the one thing at this point that made her keep going. Sure her friends made her happy and obviously Alice didn't want to off herself or something. But seeing his face made her heart so much lighter. It was like maybe Alice could hang in there so long as she had Kasch.

She was breathing him in as he talked, her own exhale sticking in the cold air like fog. "Can you really teach me that??" A smile spread quickly across her face as she looked up at him. He was gorgeous and Alice was infatuated with his love for this game. With a nod she grinned at him and kissed the underside of his chin. "Okay... teach me." Now she was excited. This was like stepping into his world. She had this image of a totally different feeling in her head, like he was letting her in on something private. For once she didn't look tired or worn out or stressed. The chill in the air and the thrill he gave her was enough to light her back up.

Her fingers found the bat and she took it in her hands raising it and giving him a little face. "Let's play ball!" With a little laugh she turned to look at the snow-baseballs and then back at him. It wasn't until her eyes trailed down to make sure her hands were in the right place that she noticed it. The binding around his bat was painfully familiar. The fray at the very edge had happened when she was brushing her hair once. The red was picked out especially to complement her hair color. Alice hadn't seen that ribbon in almost two years.

Instantly her memories were flooding back to her mind. The last she'd laid eyes on that ribbon it was falling to the ground down a dark ally. She wanted to cry. But her eyes blinked them away while he wasn't looking. Why did he have this? How did he have this? This was impossible! Kasch was a Durmstrang student at that time, how could any of this be real. Wake up Alice. This isn't funny anymore. Wake up and go have some lemon drops and tea. We're not complaining that he's in our dream, but really? This? It's insanity.

The girl laughed audibly and lowered the bat. "God I am going insane. Okay, Lord. Can we just call this good now??" Her arms out stretched, Alice looked to the sky, still holding the bat. It must have been a sight to see. "Reeaaal good one. You got me, God. I freakin' give up! I don't know what the heck you want me to learn from this, but I literally give up. I'm ready to wake up now and just go back to being tired and hungry or what ever. This? Really?" She raised the bat to the sky as though Kasch wasn't even there at all. "This is frankly messed up. You can't put this crap in my head. Him and two years ago.... not anything the same. Don't taint him like that. It's all jumbled in my brain as it is. So come on... Let's wake up, leaning on the book shelf in the library and I'll start over. All good. No hard feeling??"

Last Edit: Apr 30, 2013 0:03:29 GMT -8 by Deleted

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Last Few Minutes || ALICE May 1, 2013 15:59:41 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on May 1, 2013 15:59:41 GMT -8

The reaction he got from Alice was something he wasn't expecting. The instant she touched the baseball bat her emotions had changed completely. Kasch stared on for a moment not exactly piecing the two together, until it hit him. Soon she was holding the bat up and talking to the sky, Kasch listened in as it was nearly impossible not to. Taking a few steps forward he looked her over the words penetrating his thoughts of that day and how he went into a fit of chaos as he beat that asshole's face apart until he was nearly a bloody mess. That was when his parents pulled him off the man, that was why he achieved the name Havok. All throughout Durmstrang, the quiet very reserved Kasch Morgenstern was picked on and something made him snap.

Looking on at Alice, his grey eyes scanned her face, but as she said it was a joke that was where he stepped in and once she had finished her speech he let his arms wrap around her shoulders closing his eyes and resting his head in the nook of her neck, Kasch just held onto her and let a few tears fall. "It's not a joke." His thick German accent was soft against her in the snow. Sure his feet were freezing and his hands were chilled, but there was a spell for that. Rubbing his eyes ever so slightly to brush away his own tears, he slowly turned her around and grabbed her face within the palms of his own hands.

"I know-- I know it's hard to believe, but I was there." Pressing his lips to hers he had spent this entire time searching and thinking about the girl who was assaulted in a cross alley, in the dark. Rolling up his sleeve, Kasch revealed a scar that crossed his forearm and severed some of his muscles. His right arm was almost useless, but over time he had rebuilt what was missing. "That monster had a knife and he managed to get me too, I remember everything, but after he cut me my parents had to pull me off and out of there before I could check if the girl was okay, if you were okay." Letting his rough fingers trace her cheeks, the worry in his face was present as he looked on. "I'm sorry I couldn't find you sooner, if I had known..."