"I think he's actually the leader..." Hermia added in quietly, still looking down at the floor.
"Like you really care..." She muttered darkly pulling away from him.
Hermia sighed and looked down at the floor, the staring always got to her. She tried not to think of it, to gloss over it when it happened. But still, she couldn't ignore it when the facts were being shoved in her face. Lake, who was pretty certain Mickey could handle whatever it was, was watching Hermia out of the corner of her eye. She'd been curious about her for a while now, and now was the perfect chance to see if her suspicions might have some more solid basis to them.
"Nothing..." Elle shrugged. "I always think like this, I just don't say it..."
Lake looked over at the approaching teenagers. "I wonder what's happened this time..." She muttered to herself.
"Do you ever have those moments where you just don't know where you're going...? Or what you're doing...? Or even how you got where you are...? And you feel like you're just falling down into an empty void of daily routine that means nothing and the only thing you're waiting for is for something worth waiting for...?" She muttered with an edge of tearfulness in her tone. "My life is one of those moments... No future and barely even a present..." "YAY!" Casey exclaimed, once again jumping at her and hugging her tightly.
Hermia quickly followed after him.
"But I like the cake..." He whined. "Ugh..." She sighed dropping her head onto the bar top. "F*ck my life..."
"Okay..." She nodded. "That's something..."
"Awww, why not?" Casey asked, pulling a sad puppy dog expression. "Like I said, I'm just as fine as ever. ...Heh..." She laughed weakly as she picked the glass up and took another sip of the wine.
"No! Because if she finds out we're onto her we both die straight away!"
Casey eventually let go and grinned even more at her. Elle shrugged. "I guess so... As much as ever..."
"I don't know! Tell someone? Get away from here?" Her pace picked up again, it was easy to see she was flustered and worried. Not a state that was all that natural for her.
"Yes it is!" He grinned, hugging her even tighter and swaying from side to side in a happy way. "Oh... Hey..." Elle replied, looking down into her glass.
"I know what I heard!" Hermia exclaimed, upset that he didn't believe her. "Why would I make something like this up?"
"To well. To kill you." She said, finally slowing down the pace of her speak and her eyes saddening as the reality of what she'd just heard set it.
Casey finally finished the slice of cake he was eating and clapped to himself. He knew he'd eaten too much, but quite frankly he didn't care. After a moment he looked over at Lyra and grinned even more before suddenly hugging her. "I love you." He chuckled.
"Hey." She replied, unable to stop herself from smiling back despite the gravity of the news she was having to deliver. "Anyway." Hermia said shaking her head slightly. "Blaise. She's part of the Volturi." She hissed so no one else could hear. "Or at least her dad is, and he's got her on a mission here!"
"Ahh, fun times for you then." Casey said, slowly opening his book up again.
OOC- Okies One's I've been to tend to be a bit dull, but I was stuck with my family. A few hours later, after the vows had been exchanged and the rings placed upon fingers, the reception party was in full swing. Casey was sat up at the head table eating his way through a third slice of the wedding cake, which probably wasn't a good thing considering how much sugar was in the icing. He had a giant grinned plastered on his face and you could tell he was restraining the urge to run around. Meanwhile, across the room at the bar, his sister was in a very different state. And instead of being on her third slice of cake she was on her fourth or fifth, she really couldn't remember, glass of wine. The depressive aura around her seemed to be keeping people away. "Great..." She muttered to herself as there was no one else around. "I've become that bitter drunk old maid you get at every wedding..."
