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Post by Macy Deltine on Feb 28, 2008 18:41:32 GMT
Macy walked down, though the forest, towards the lake. It was Saturday morning, and they had just had breakfast. She realised that she had finished all her homework for the next week, and wanted to go for a walk in the forest. Before she left, she foun Madeleine, and asked her in she would join her. "Ah hah, we're here." She said, jumping down the bank to the edge of the water. There was a path that led down to it, but they weren't the type of people who went the easy way, and used a path. She splashed on the water a bit, but since she had a boots on, she didn't freeze the water. "Hey, do you wanna see who can skip the stone furthest?" She asked, picking up a smooth stone, and throwing it across the water, making it jump a couple of times, before it sank.
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Post by Madeleine Baudelaire&Russ Ford on Feb 28, 2008 18:51:49 GMT
Madeleine jumped down the bank after Macy. "I haven't done this for a long time, I hope I can still do it..." Long time was an understatement. The last time she had done this... that would have been the last time she and Russ had broken up. They'd been at a camp beside the sea, and they'd been on the beach. It had been about five months after Shaun's death - therefore, about a year ago. They'd been at the beach; it had been grey and cloudy - almost like a pathetic phalesy. Today, it was a nice day, and Madeleine was in a good mood. There were many other things that she was able to think about, other than the death of her brother. It was just a good day. She picked up a flat, slate grey stone and skimmed it across the surface water. It jumped twice before sinking, but next time she'd do better.
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Post by Macy Deltine on Feb 28, 2008 19:01:54 GMT
"Haha, not bad. I'm really bad at it, anyway, I don't think I've ever gotten past four jumps, which isn't bad." She said, looking for another sutible stone. A clear-ish flat one caught her eye, and she picked it up, and measured with her head how she would have to make her arm to let it skip as much as possible. She finally threw it into the water, and it jumped almost three times before disappearing. Macy laughed at her feat and swung around, to look for some more stones. "Oh, there's a good one by your feet." She pointed to a smooth, white stone that was hald hidden under a fallen leaf near Madeleine's feet.
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Post by Madeleine Baudelaire&Russ Ford on Feb 28, 2008 19:04:58 GMT
Madeleine smiled as she bent down and picked up the snow-white stone, before judging the distance and pulling her arm back. "Thanks." She released the stone with a flick of the wrist and it jumped three times - her previous record. "I have a friend who got to six once," she said, eyes scanning for another stone for her next turn. "I wouldn't have believed him if I hadn't been there, but he did." It was a complete fluke though. He hadn't been able to do it again - but it didn't stop him letting out a long, loud whoop. Not that Russ would admit that to his friends, though. It wasn't exactly hardcore. As she glanced out at the lake again, Madeleine could hear the last words they'd spoken at that beach in her head again...
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Post by Macy Deltine on Mar 1, 2008 19:10:33 GMT
Macy laughed while she listened to Madeleine's story. Her eyes scanned the ground, and finally picked up a speckled stone and threw it at the water. It sank immediatly, and she laughed into herself at her failing. "Yeah, I used to always skip stones by the river at my aunt's house in the country. I would go there every summer, I guess to get out of my mum's hair." She said, smiling. "It was really good there, my aunt didn't mind me using, or atleast attampting to use, my powers." She stared at the water for a minute, lost in her memories. She snapped out of it and turned back to Madeleine. "Oh, hey, I heard there's a bowling place opening in Cardsdale soon. We should so go!" She said, getting excited and jumping up and down slightly.
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Post by Madeleine Baudelaire&Russ Ford on Mar 2, 2008 21:34:31 GMT
Bowling... Madeleine had never been bowling before. The closest experience to bowling she'd had was her late grandad's bowling club... Never again. She knew from Shaun that bowling with pins and in a bowling alley was incredibly fun, and she'd seen enough clips from movies and the like to really, really want to go. However, she'd never really made many gadje friends, and going with a group of gypsy teenagers to a place where a lot of gadje teenagers hung out usually ended in a fight, so she avoided it. "I've never been bowling before," she said, picking up a smooth terracotta stone and flinging it out at the water. Three again. "But I'd really love to go."
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Post by Macy Deltine on Mar 6, 2008 19:01:58 GMT
"Haha, it's great, I haven't been in years. You'll love it! But there is one thing, that I have always wanted to do..." She said, lowering her voice a little, looking at the water. "Don't laugh, but I always wanted to slide down the lanes." She said, laughing. "I think it was because I was always told not to, and that makes me want to do it all the more." Macy smiled, hoping that Madeleine wouldn't think that she was too weird, but they had lived together in the same room for so long, she should probably expect it by now.
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Post by Madeleine Baudelaire&Russ Ford on Mar 7, 2008 23:15:23 GMT
Madeleine laughed, picking up a stone and tossing it up into the air and catching it repeatedly. "I watched that happen in a movie once," she said. "It looked like so much fun, but where I could have gone bowling, you wouldn't be allowed to do it." Strict gits. They were another reason why Madeleine and her gypsy friends chose not to go bowling; quite a few police and security staff were prejudiced against them - any disturbances would be their fault, simply because of their race.
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Post by Macy Deltine on Mar 9, 2008 16:13:59 GMT
Macy smiled, as she moved a strand of hair that had been blown across her nose. The wind was picking up slightly, but not so much that they would have to go back. "Well, hopefully the workers at the new place won't be too...observant. But it'll be fun, though. So, are you doing anything for easter? I don't think my mum will be expecting me home." She said, laughing lightly. She didn't really mind, though. She would send her mum a letter with a couple of photographs, and they would both be happy.
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Post by Madeleine Baudelaire&Russ Ford on Mar 9, 2008 20:21:41 GMT
Madeleine shook her head, picking up another stone and flinging it out at the lake. One, two, three. Again. "No, nothing planned," she said. "My grandmother wanted me to come and visit her, but I'm waiting until the summer, so I can spend longer there. Besides, her book club are waiting to interrogate me about being engaged, I'd like to postpone that for a while." Her Nana's book club was the bane of Madeleine's existance. Nosy...
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Post by Macy Deltine on Mar 13, 2008 20:17:58 GMT
Macy laughed, while looking up to the sky, watching a bird that was fluttering around the trees. She took in a deep breath of the fresh air and exhaled. "Yeah.." She said, quietly. She picked up another stone, measured a distance in her head, then flicked it across the water. It jumped three times again and then sank. "So, um, how're your classes? I think I'm obliged to ask, since I'm the head of those Academics." She said, laughing.
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Post by Madeleine Baudelaire&Russ Ford on Mar 14, 2008 15:37:30 GMT
The water gurgled. Madeleine closed her eyes briefly, the gently sound of the water bringing back a million places. There was Shaun flinging water at her in the river of Longbourn, Jace Sorley jumping into the lake near Shasa, her own experience with the magpie at Roscoe, the sea below the cliffs of Warnicke's Point, where Cecelia... She was thankfully brought back to the Glass Lake with Macy's words. "So, um, how're your classes? I think I'm obliged to ask, since I'm the head of those Academics," she laughed. Madeleine smiled. "Well, they're .... classes. They're fine..." Well, air control was a little... well. Levi was... waiting for his final expulsion, Madeleine had realised. She also knew that it was partly her fault for 'ratting' him out to Hoodham - but in honesty, she hadn't. After Orla's death, Hoodham had summoned her and made sure that she explained everything to him, though she left out the major part of Levi's involvement. He'd then worked out that it was Levi, without Madeleine telling him, and had as good as expelled him. The only question was where he was to be sent. Hoodham thought that Levi was very likely to go to the enemy to avenge his sister's murder - but of course, that couldn't be allowed to happen. As second-in-command of the Warriors, he knew far, far too much. "How are yours?" she asked, dragging herself away from her thoughts, picking up a stone and flinging it out at the lake.
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Post by Macy Deltine on Mar 17, 2008 22:58:42 GMT
"They're fine, but loads of people keep on taking the mick out of me about being friends with Steve, but they're idoits. Oh! I shouldn't say that." Macy said, covering her mouth. "But I'm sure you won't tell anyone." She said, laughing. "But yes, no, the classes are good, I think the teachers are nicer to me, cause I'm the Head of the Academics, but, like, I don't really mind." She said, watching the water come near her feet, then go back, in a neverending pattern. "Oh, hey, you should read The Return on the Native! I just finished it, it's really good." She said, not realising that she had just jumped into a completely different topic. She thought back to the book, about Eusticia and Clym, and their different passions and views on life. "I'll lend it to you when we get back to the dorm, if you want." She offered, smiling.
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Post by Madeleine Baudelaire&Russ Ford on Mar 18, 2008 11:58:51 GMT
"Sure, that'd be good," Madeleine smiled, but she was thinking back to what Macy had said before that, about Steve. That wasn't fair, that people should make fun of her for her friendship with Steve. Steve was a great guy - okay, maybe he could behave a little differently at times because of his conditions and just his general personality, but that was no excuse. People shouldn't ... they just shouldn't. "How is Steve?" she asked. "Training's been so busy recently, I haven't been able to talk to him there for ages."
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Post by Macy Deltine on Mar 18, 2008 16:54:40 GMT
Macy thought for a minute, at the past couple of weeks, or so, at Steve's attitude. "He's fine, it's just..he's being, like, more..up-front, I guess you could put it. It's hard to explain, before he was, well, he wasn't shy, because that is one thing he is not, but he's well, yeah,more up-front." She said, finding it hard to explain herself. Macy hated talking about her feelings, as she was always scared that the person she was telling them to, would make fun of her, but she was just trusting that Madeleine wouldn't do this. "Like, a few weeks ago, he kissed my forehead, and I have kissed his cheek loads, but it wasn't like this. And the other day he wrapped his arms around my waist and practically set me on his lap, but I always then run away, it's quite funny. But I don't know what to call us, like are we boy-friend/girl-friend, are we just really good friends, are we anything? Augh, I'm such a geek." She moaned, starting to twist her hair though her fingers, like she would when she was nervous. "I'm sorry.." She said, feeling ashamed for opening up.
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