My Beloved Monster {open}

[isaac]

{Sorry if this is longer than usual, but anyone can still post! =]}

BZZZZ BZZZZ BZZZZ.

Violent blue orbs flew open.

BZZZZ BZZZZ BZZZZ.

He sat straight up in bed.

BZZZZ BZZZZ BZZ--

His fist slammed down on his enchanted alarm clock, hitting the snooze button a little harder than necessary. It was... still dark outside. What the heck? He looked around his dorm, searching through the darkness for the window. It was just above his trunk, spilling moonlight onto the floor at the foot of his bed. What time was it?

He glanced back at his clock. Obviously it wasn't seven o'clock in the morning. This thing must be broken. Ugh, yet another thing to replace. His roommates were still slumbering soundly, so he slid from his bed and grabbed the clock off the nightstand. He flipped the Off switch and dropped it onto his bed before padding mutely over to the window. He must have only been asleep for a couple hours. The moon was obviously still out and the stars were there, too, dancing like angels.

He didn't want to be awake right now, but it didn't look like he had much of a choice. Maybe a stroll around the castle would get him sleepy again. Just as long as he didn't get caught. He could manage that, couldn't he? Yes, yes he could. And he would, too.

He turned his back on the window and left his dorm, silent as a ghost. After a few minutes of wandering around in the darkness, he found himself at the base of a spiral staircase. He hadn't been here before. At least, he didn't think so. This place looked a lot different in the dark. Anyway, with one glance around, he started to climb the stairs. Much to his surprise, there was a door on his left every time he rounded the corner. Finally, the stairs stopped and a final door stood before him.

He entered without hesitation and found himself standing in the middle of a very large, very starry room. It was made of glass, displaying him to the night sky. In awe, he left the door open behind him as he stared around.

"What kind of a place is this...?"

[genexx]

Gene sighed as she rolled over on her bed. It was her 3rd day here and still she was not yet used to this place. All she kept thinking about was how this was not the bed she had slept in for almost 3 years and that these girls were not the friends she had bunked with back at home. She missed everything about her old Muggle School and, no matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't seem to get used to this place.

Back in Colorado, Gene had tons of friends. Here? Not so much. It was odd, but Gene mostly blamed herself for that. She had been acting slightly anit-social lately, only speaking to those people who approached her rather than approaching them herself. She wasn't exactly sure why but, whatever the reason, it had to stop. Gene was not going to be leaving this place anytime soon, so she might as well get over it now.

Wearinf only sweatpants, a tattered t-shirt, and cute fuzzy slippers, Gene left her dormitory, careful not to wake the other girls who were sleeping. All she needed was for them to hate her for waking them up at what--12 a.m.? She quietly wandered the halls of the castle, careful not to get caught by any prefects or anything. The last thing she wanted was to get a detention for being out of bounds. That=no fun.

She approached a spiral staircase and walked up the steps on at a time. She had heard of this tower before, but couldn't seem to remember the name at the moment. Gene glanced at the doors she passed, wondering what was hidden behind each one. As she reached the last step, she spotted a boy, looking around the chamber he was in with wide eyes. What kind of a place is this...? she heard him ask. Gene took a deep breath and entered the room.

"I was wondering the same thing," she responded, looking around with her own big brown eyes. She hoped she hadn't startled the boy. That wasn't in her intentions at all.

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[isaac]

[It... passes. xP!]

His blue orbs were still plastered to the sky when footsteps and a soft voice beckoned him from his thoughts. He hesitated for a heartbeat, half considering trying to disappear right here and now. He knew it was a bad idea to leave his dorm this late - er, early. There could easily be a snobbish Prefect behind him. Or worse, a professor. What if it was the Headmistress herself? Gawd. He was overreacting. Just turn around, dang it!

Casually, as if his brain hadn't just taken thirty seconds to comprehend her existance, Isaac made a half turn. A wave of ice cold relief washed over him. It was just a girl. It may not sound like much, but it earned her a small smile. "Thank God," he breathed, his smile growing in a sheepish manner. "I thought for a minute there that I had been caught by a Prefect or something." She didn't look like a Prefect. She was too... youngish. And she was in pajamas. Those were always a dead give-away.

Wallowing in his own embarrassment, he lifted a hand to the back of his head, scratching a random spot once or twice. He tried to ignore the growing blush as he continued, "I'm Isaac. Isaac Maniaci. What's your name?" Just because it was early didn't mean he didn't have to be polite, did it? No, of course not. Besides, you never know:

She could be a Prefect.

In disguise! =O

[genexx]

Why this boy must have been deaf or something. Gene had been standing there for about 2 minutes waiting for this boy to reply. What? Was he surprised that there was actually someone else who was awake this early? Well, this girl has no life, so yeah.

After what seemed like forever, the boy finally turned around. He seemed to have relaxed his tensed muscles and let out a soft sigh of relief. Gene gave him a smile in return and laughed at the boy’s comment. “Nope,. No prefect here. Just a random girl in her tattered pajams,” she replied, looking down at her clothes. –shudder- Note to self—next time you want to wander around in the dead of the night, wear nicer clothes!

Gene watched as a faint blush brought color to his cheeks. Aww, he was embarrassed. The boy introduced himself as Issac. Gene smiled and nodded her head once. “It’s very nice to meet you,” she told him, closing the tower door behind her. “I’m Gene Urie.”

[[gahh!! muse! come back!]]

[isaac]

[Gawd... sorry for the hugeish delay.. =X]

Asdfahsdfdsf. Why did he have to be such a dork? Yeah, okay, he was sorted into Ravenclaw for a reason, but that didn't mean that he had to play the roll twenty four-seven, did it? No. And yet, he insisted on doing so. It was one o'clock in the morning, for Pete's sake. Roar.

"Your pajamas aren't tattered..." he glanced, amused, down at her leg-region. "... that much." A grin spread across his lips and he quickly whisked around in order to hide it. He wasn't making fun of her or anything. He was just... agreeing. No harm there, right? Hahaaa. Right.

Upon having turned his back on her, Isaac dropped his guard and approached the clear glass wall that displayed the outside world. He didn't take time to study the scenery closely, though, for he turned slightly to nod his head. "It's nice to meet you too, Gene." He offered her a smile before his attention flickered back to the window thing. There were far too many stars out there. Maybe this was just a simulation or something? Kind of like the Great Hall ceiling.

"How long have you been at Hogwarts?" His breath hit the enchanted glass, causing fog to spread out wildly. He watched the fog disappear for a split second before he turned to look at Gene, deciding that it would be polite to face her when asking a question. Manners, manners, manners.

[genexx]

[[it’s fine love..you are on vacation..lol. –read your sig-]]

Gene looked down at her pajamas once more, a small smile on her face. He was just being polite..or something along those lines. Her pajamas were tattered and ripped in places Gene wasn’t even sure should ne ripped. Like the little hole that was underneath her butt cheek. –GASPS- DON’T LOOK!

Oh please, he was being polite. “They are too. There’s not need to lie about it,” she giggled, taking another step into the room and sliding down onto the cold stone floor. You would think that a school this big could at least invest in some nice couches. Gawd, this school had to be cheaper than Gene thought.

Isaac it was nice to meet her too and she gave him a simple nod. How does one respond to that question anyway. Wow, he was so cute. Like, he was blowing on the window and watching it fog up. Aha, Gene used to do that when she was little. Not so much anymore because she had better things to do than entertain herself in such ways, but yeah.

“Um..a few weeks,” she told him, rubbing her arms. Oh..goosebumps. It was cold up here. “I’m in Slytherin. What about you?” Small talk never did go well with Gene. [/size]

[isaac]

In the amount of time that it took Gene to answer his question and ask one herself, Isaac had already come up with a new way to entertain himself. He inclined his head close to the glass and breathed out heavily. His breath fogged out in a giant sphere. Next, he scribbled a random design in the mist before the glass swallowed it up again. Hehe. This was so entertaining. He probably could've entertained himself for hours if there hadn't been a cute girl sitting behind him that wanted equal entertainment.

So, rather reluctantly, he doodled one last design and then turned around. She was sitting against the wall next to the door. They were on opposite sides of the room now. Gee, awkward much? "Oh, so you're still basically a newbie? Cool." He narrowed the gap between them as he crossed the room. Selecting a spot on the wall next to her, he sat down, his spine now digging into the concrete wall behind him. His butt was experiencing similar discomfort with the stone floor.

Can you say, REDECORATOR?!

"I'm a Ravenclaw,

[/color]" Isaac said with a nod, deciding against making a remark about her house. They weren't supposed to be particularly nice, were they? No. But she was cute and she wore crappy pajamas. That made her an exception. "Been here for a few months, I think... sorta... maybe. I dunno. You lose track of time when you're stuck in one place for so long.[/b]"[/font][/blockquote]

[genexx]

Boy, he was enjoying himself now wasn’t he?

Gene couldn’t help but notice how much fun Isaac seemed to be having, doodling on the window whenever his breath fogged the glass. She wanted so badly to just giggle at him, but she couldn’t. It was sort of—cute? I don’t know. But it definitely was not something you saw everyday. Well, unless you were a very immature little 16 year old who had nothing better to do than to doodle on fogged glass windows.

-cough- Gene -cough-

“As new as they come,” she told him, nodding her head as he came to sit down beside her. Ugh, her butt was numb right now. Maybe next time she came up here, she should bring a pillow or something to sit on. It definitely wasn’t comfortable to be sitting on this stone hard floor. If Isaac hadn’t been so good looking, Gene would have have left already. But he seemed friendly enough, and she was in no mood to pass up friendly conversation.

Gene also couldn’t help but notice how hesitant Isaac was after she had told him her house. Upon arriving at the school, there were rumors circulating about how all the bad kids with terrible reputations got into Slytherin. Uh oh..you can imagine how upset Gene was when she was sorted into the house. She practically wanted to cry. Gene was by no means a bad person—a bit spoiled and cocky yes, but not bad.

“Ravenclaw..” she repeated to herself, nodding her head. “I don’t think I know anyone in Ravenclaw actually. Congratulations, you’re the first.”[/size]

[isaac]

Immediately, Isaac found himself neck deep in guilt. He should not have jumped to the conclusion that Gene was just like the other Slytherins out there. He sure as heck wasn't like the other Ravenclaws. How could he have been so shallow as to assume she would be an icky person? Blah. That had been a jerk move right there. I mean, c'mon. She was toughing out the unpleasantly hard and cold Dallin Tower floor just to watch him scribble on foggy windows. She had to be pretty alright.

Yeah, definitely.

"Well, then," he looked at her and smiled sheepishly. "Welcome to Hogwarts? Hah. I'm sorry you have to spend one of your first days here sitting in a tower with a nocturnal Ravenclaw, but I don't suppose we could've met any other way, eh? Besides, numb butts and foggy windows are the only way to live." He laughed, shaking his head at himself. Can you say dweeb? He could. Ready?: DWEEB.

=3

To Gene's comment about 'being the first', Isaac put on a very cocky and pleased expression. "Well, I feel immensely proud about that. Hopefully I give off a good enough first impression for my fellow Ravenclaws, but that's doubtful." He grinned, surprising himself at how playful he was feeling at one o'clock in the morning. "You're the first Slytherin I've had a good conversation with so far, so feel lucky?"

[genexx]

Gene squirmed on the cold floor, trying to make herself as comfortable as was possible on this damn cold floor. Why didn’t she just bring a pillow with her or something? It would have made this whole meeting a lot less uncomfortable. Now she was stuck on the cold tower floor talking to some random guy she had met. Or better yet, why hadn’t she just stayed in her nice warm bed in the Slytherin girls’ dormitories?

Ugh..she was one strange chicka<3

Gene smiled at Isaac and gave him a nod. “Thank you,” she told him, smiling softly. “I honestly can’t think of a better way to spend my night, actually. At least I’m enjoying myself here. My dormitory is just..hell.” Those stupid, spoiled roommates. Why did she have to get stuck with them? “Well, I suppose numb butts and foggy windows are one way I’m going to remember this night then,” she laughed, rubbing her numb butt in response. Owwies.

Isaac’s cocky expression caused Gene to smile widely. Obviously, he was happy to know he was the first Ravenclaw she had spoken to. “I think you did your fellow Ravenclaws proud love.” Gene gave him a cocky expression is response to his comment. “Actually, I feel very lucky. Hopefully, I’ve changed your opinion of Slytherins.”[/size]