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Post by Christopher Erebus Devereaux on Jun 5, 2018 19:54:18 GMT
  Sunrise
The sunrise had been absolutely beautiful this morning. Kit had woken at four thirty and not been able to get back to sleep, so he had used the faded dusk light to cover him while he made the easy climb to the roof from the small window in the attic. There was no rooftop patio up there, it was an actual roof with tiles, one that people were not meant to be climbing on, never mind sitting on for a good view of the city, but Kit did it more often than any authorities might like to know about. Nottingham wasn't as exciting as London when it came to the skyline, but it was still lovely to see as the first rays of light kissed the treetops on the horizon and spread out across the city. He would never get tired of it, even if it did mean being awake at silly o'clock in the morning and being a bit sluggish by tea time. It was a Saturday, he didn't have work, or any other plans that he needed to be on the ball for, so it wouldn't affect his day anyway, except for putting a smile on his handsome face.
The heat began to seep through the simple t-shirt and pants that he usually slept in, and he rolled the short sleeves back a bit more, enjoying the sun. There were so many people in his world that had no idea just how special it was to him to be able to just sit in the sun. As a half vampire, it was a huge privilege to be able to do that, since full blooded vampires like his father would turn to dust within seconds of being in sunlight. It was strange, only being half, but the perks far outweighed the downsides. Kit couldn't imagine living a life of darkness and shadows like his dad did. It wasn't a life he would ever want to live, and he admired his father greatly for finding a way to be happy with his existence while his children enjoyed all of the perks of their human half. Speaking of Max Devereaux's other children, Ollie was still in bed downstairs. It was time for a rude awakening.
Climbing nimbly down from the roof, Kit swung silently in through the attic window and closed it behind him, trotting down the small staircase until he reached the second floor landing where his and Ollie's bedrooms were. He passed his own room, which was neat and tidy, not a thing out of place except for the book he'd been reading last night, still open on his bedside table, and paused outside his little brother's room. Waking Ollie up at the crack of dawn was always fun. Kit might be seen as a sensible person, a lover of rules and regulations, reliable, calm, yadda yadda yadda, but he did have a fun side, and he did so love winding his siblings up in small ways. He took his wand from the pocket of his pyjama pants and muttered a quick spell, holding his wand to his mouth like a trumpet as he opened Ollie's room door with a bang. He blew loudly on his wand, a veritable fanfare sounding throughout the once peaceful room, and no doubt piercing his brother's dreams like a knife. A grin on his sunkissed face, Kit jumped on to Ollie's bed, his wand still blaring horns at top volume. "Good morninnggg!" he bellowed gleefully. Six o'clock in the morning wasn't too early for his own private parade, was it? Nope.
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-----Sunrise----- | After a long Friday, he finally got home and went straight to his room seeing Kit was nowhere to be found. He cleaned himself up and went straight to bed. As he fell into the slumber, a familiar atmosphere surrounded him. He was at Hogwarts, setting something up for his latest victim which he doesn’t know yet. It was newfound jinx he got from a book in the library. Yes, who said a prankster like him didn’t go to the library. Suddenly he heard a bang and he smiled. The victim was on his way. But then he heard another bang, and sort of funfair like honking. He frowned and then he was pulled into the real world. He frowned some more, groaned loudly and flailed his right arm and it hit his brother’s ankle, hard.
Feeling satisfied, Ollie pulled his duvet over his head and tried to fall asleep again. “It’s freaking 5 am. Do NOT disturb me.” he warned. He swiped his shoulder length dark hair back and dropped his head on his pillow. Ollie knew his brother had something else in mind in his mission to disrupt his peaceful morning. He had a perfect dream, from when he was the greatest prankster time, but this idiot decided to rob it from him. Ollie was not a morning person like his brother, and he wouldn’t be awake this early if he had nothing to do. Honestly, sleeping was his best forte. After pranking of course.
The training at the ministry was exhausting enough; he didn’t need another at home. He really wished Kit didn’t wrestle him out of bed. The last thing he wanted was being awake on a beautiful Saturday morning. Not that he knew that. His room’s dark drapes were shut tightly to avoid any ray of light from disturbing his beauty sleep. But this genius decided that he was a ray of light and gladly woke him up. He’d kill him when he’s fully awake later. “Why don’t you join me brother. It’s warm and cozy in here. I don’t ever want to get out from here.” he said with his sleepy voice, hugging an extra pillow closer to his chest.
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Post by Christopher Erebus Devereaux on Jun 12, 2018 16:39:28 GMT
Sunrise
Kit's laugh only got louder when Ollie thwacked him on the ankle as hard as he could. It hurt, they were half vampires, a hit from one of them full force would break bones in a human, though Ollie's blow merely created a dull ache in his older brother's limb. Kit dropped to his knees and silenced his wand, the trumpeting beginning to annoy his own ears after a minute or two of it. "It's six," he corrected Ollie with a gentle dig in his brother's arm. "I'm not a monster, I wouldn't wake you up at five." Not unless Ollie was really hung over, then Kit would drag him out of bed at four in the morning and tell him it was noon just for a giggle. Kit wasn't into alcohol at all. He would drink it to be social when his friends dragged him out, but he didn't like it, it tasted awful, and he was a real lightweight, drunk after three drinks. He hadn't had a sip of alcohol since New Years Eve when he'd ended up kissing Dora Parkinson, but if that hadn't been a life lesson, he didn't know what was. It was enough to put him off drinking ever again.
Ollie tried to coax Kit into letting him have more sleep by inviting him onto the snuggly bed, but Kit resisted. He flopped down on his stomach beside Ollie, who was now hugging a pillow like he used to when he was a child. Kit watched him for a minute before tugging lightly on the pillow to try and get Ollie to open his eyes. "Come on, come and have breakfast with me. I've been up on my own for hours, I need the company." Kit was fine with solitude, but sometimes it was nice to just be able to chat to his siblings or his dad like they had done when he had lived in the family home. It was such a relief to have Ollie living with him, it made the transition from a house with five people in it, to a house with just yourself rattling around in it, much easier. Pranks aside, Kit loved his baby brother to the ends of the earth, and having him close, like down the hall close, was the best feeling. He'd be lost for a long while if Ollie ever moved out. Merlin forbid Dora would probably invite herself to move in to the newly empty room, and Kit would have to relocate to Africa just to avoid the situation. "I'll make pancakes," he tempted, nudging his brother again.
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-----Sunrise----- | He heard Kit’s infectious laugh before his mattress shook from the weight of his brother. The annoying trumpeting sound had stopped. He groaned loudly. “You’re still a monster.” He said when Kit’s said he wouldn’t wake him up at five. Pfft. He still remembered when he woke him up in the wee hours of the morning, and he was drunk. He had a massive hangover. He was out with a friend drinking their hearts out and stumbled home around two in the morning. Kit was lucky he didn’t have any energy or strength to beat the bricks out of him. Unlike Kit, Ollie could drink up to ten glasses before he lose himself. Lucky for him, he hadn’t done anything stupid while drunk. The worst thing he had done while drunk was probably stripped teasing the girls at the bar he was at. The girls surely liked seeing his toned muscles. His friend pulled him down and sent him home before he could unzip his jeans. The girls were so disappointed.
He was awake but the sleepiness still prevented his eyes from opening. He felt the mattress shook again and then a tugging at his pillow. He groaned again. “No.” he dragged the word and buried his head deeper in the pillow. “Go and call Dora. She’d be more than happy to accompany you.” Ollie still didn’t give in to his annoying brother’s begging. He liked listening to Kit’s persuasion. It made him look like his little brother, not his elder brother. Imagining his brother’s handsome face with a googly eyes, Ollie wanted to laugh but he suppressed it. Ollie smiled with his eyes still closed when he heard the word pancakes. Kit knew he loved pancakes very much and only he knew how to make a perfect pancake, the one that his siblings and he loved. Hogwarts’ pancakes were in the second place if compared to Kit’s. “With bacon strips and a couple of eggs with sunny side up?” he asked like a little kid. He opened his right eye. Only Kit had seen that side of him, besides his family in the other home. Thinking about the other home, he missed their father and sisters.
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Post by Christopher Erebus Devereaux on Jun 20, 2018 10:12:41 GMT
Sunrise
Aha! A smile! It hadn't taken long for Ollie to crack, but Kit was sure the mention of pancakes had done it. Ollie seemed to perk up at the thought, and Kit couldn't help but chuckle. He flipped onto his back to get comfy while he waited for his brother to come around in his own sweet time, requesting bacon and eggs with his pancakes. "I'll even make them into little smiley faces for you," Kit laughed, teasing, though he really would if Ollie wanted it. From the age of about nine or ten, Kit had learned to cook simple things. He was aware that it was dangerous and kids his age should have been supervised, but he was an exceptionally sensible kid, and he hadn't really had any other choice. His dad had been sleeping, and save for having an overtired father cooking them all breakfast with all of the curtains closed to shroud the house in darkness so he didn't burst into flames, Kit doing it was the only option. Ollie and the girls couldn't just eat sandwiches forever, and so he had ventured into cooking. Pancakes had always been a favourite with his siblings, and Kit would make smiley faces with the food on their plates, sometimes giving them fangs to make the girls giggle. The memory always brought a smile to his face.
"You gotta get up, though," he insisted, staring at Ollie's ceiling, but only seeing the kitchen of their family home, with its dark wooden counters, tiny Roma sitting up on them to help him mix the batter and splashing it all into Kit's hair. The only thing those memories lacked was their mother, but that wasn't something he needed to delve into this morning, it would only cause pain, and he was feeling happy right now. To be fair, he could understand why Ollie wanted to stay in bed, it was really comfy, and Kit found himself sunk into the pillow so much that he didn't like the thought of moving. "If I go and make a start, will you come down?" he asked lazily, thinking that if he left the room he wouldn't see Ollie until lunch time, and he'd end up having to eat pancakes for two all by himself. He made pretty good pancakes, though, so that wouldn't be too horrible of a fate.
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-----Sunrise----- | Ollie chuckled when Kit mentioned about smiley faces. He used to do that when they were kids. Roma and Seraphina loved smiley faces on their breakfast plates. He used to frown at his plate but he loved it secretly. Not having a mother forced Kit to do everything a mother does. Provided, their father was a full blooded vampire that forbade him to even see the slightest ray of sun. He took care of them like a brother should and would. In his grievance, he never forgot them. He remembered Kit’s sacrifices, and he vowed to never disappoint him.
Kit sounded sleepy. Probably because he had gotten comfy on Ollie’s bed. Ollie was the master of choosing the best comforter and duvet. He knew that Kit knew he wouldn’t get up if he left just like that so Kit asked him if he would get up and go to the kitchen if he went and start the cooking. Ollie chuckled again because Kit didn’t trust him so he stretched himself with a big yawn and sat up. “I’m up. I expect to see a big smiley face and bloody fang when I arrived in the kitchen.” He said while throwing his duvet to cover his brother’s face and went to the bathroom. He really hoped that Kit didn’t put real blood on his pancakes. Strawberry jam would do.
“Why ever do I have a nosy brother? I could have my beauty sleep till afternoon if it wasn’t for him and his bloody pancakes. And bacons and eggs.” He mumbled intentionally aloud so that Kit would hear it. He liked teasing him because he knew Kit would retaliate harshly and he loved a playful banter with his siblings. When their sisters were home from Hogwarts, they would team up and tease them mercilessly. Ollie usually persuaded them with ice cream if it got too bad.
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Post by Christopher Erebus Devereaux on Jul 16, 2018 12:46:04 GMT
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Kit was relieved when Ollie finally sat up, but he didn't move to copy him, only lay there as comfortable as can be and smiled up at his baby brother, who was trying to grump, but Kit saw right through it. Ollie in a real grump was not a person who requested fangs on his smiley pancakes, he wasn't a person who requested pancakes at all. This was not a grumpy Ollie, it was a sleepy kitten who just needed the right kind of persuasion, and maybe a tickle behind the ear to bring him around. Kit would have reached up and tickled Ollie behind the ear, cooing something antagonising at him as though he were the cutest little cat in the world, but before he got a chance, the duvet was thrown over his face as Ollie forced himself out of the bed and took himself off to the bathroom. Kit stayed there for a minute, just enjoying the quiet and the dark. Well, the relative quiet, Ollie was mumbling to himself in the bathroom, but Kit didn't bother tuning in to pick up the exact words. He was probably better off not knowing anyway.
He rolled himself off of the bed, landing in a crouch on the soft carpet, and straightening up with a stretch of his long arms over his head. Groaning with the movement, he tilted his head this way and that as he crossed the room and took himself down the hallway to the stairs. His long legs took them two at a time as he headed down to the kitchen, reaching over the counters to open up the windows and let some early morning air blast through and wake everyone up properly. He heard a soft meow and glanced across the room to see Azrael stretching, his back arched in an impossible position as he yawned, mouth opening wide as a snakes, showing off his tiny but deadly little teeth. "Morning, Azrael," he greeted the only cat in the world that had never been scared of him for being a vampire.
Azrael jumped up on the counter beside Kit and received a nose tickle in greeting. "You gonna help me cook? Hmm?" Kit asked, grabbing the ingredients he needed for pancakes and stirring up the mix in a large bowl. Azrael watched quietly at the side as Kit cooked breakfast for himself and his brother, then followed Kit to the kitchen table while Kit put their food on plates, making Ollie's pancakes into a vampire face just like he'd asked, and turning his own into some semblance of a cat. It looked nothing like a cat, but Azrael meeped his approval at his owner's efforts, regardless. "Thanks, little guy," Kit said warmly."It's nice to know someone likes my art." He sat down and lifted his chin, eyes raising to the ceiling. "Ollie!" He shouted. "Come and get it!"
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-----Sunrise---- | Ollie brushed his teeth and washed his face. He contemplated on going back to sleep when the smell of freshly cooked pancakes hit his nose. Sometimes he hated having this heightened senses when it comes to this. He took a shower, changed his clothes and grabbed his wand to head downstairs. Ollie will always hop in the bath before he did anything else. It was the habit he had since he was a little kid. He was about to step out the door when he remembered Lily, his ferret. That girl was so much like him. She wouldn’t remember a thing if she got to sleep. And she will only wake up if Ollie offered some food.
He heard Kit shouting from the kitchen, calling him. Honestly, he didn’t need to shout that loud, he could hear him just fine. “Have you seen Lily? I couldn’t find her in my room.” he asked Kit as he was descending the stairs to head to the kitchen. Azrael was sitting on the counter and he greeted him with a rub that made the cat wanted more. “Hey, boy. Have you seen Lily?” he asked the cat too. He turned his head and saw a plate with a smiley face and a pair of fang. He chuckled. “I don’t believe you really draw that fang. It’s hideous.” He laughed. Azrael meowed loudly as if defending his master. “Look, this fangs are like yours.” He raised the plate a little and showed it to the cat. He glared at him.
He took a bite and groaned, “Ahh, just like old times.” He said remembering their childhood. He smeared the strawberry jam and took another bite. “Do you have any plans today?” he asked Kit. He spooned the eggs into his mouth and chew slowly to enjoy the taste of tis breakfast. He rarely had breakfast this early on the weekends so he ate it slowly. If not for Kit’s determination to wake him up every other weekend, he would never have breakfast his entire life. Ever. Sometimes he was glad, but sometimes he felt that he could kill his brother, but he chose not to.
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