an ego to go with it too ~ - - OPEN (to Friends)

[JACOB CONWAY WARRINGTON]

Jacob remembered blacking out and that was the last thing he saw, but he knew fully well that he had been beaten up pretty bad. Not being able to feel his arm as he looked down at the broken appendage in a cast, as he soon slowly came to. What the hell was up with this cast and who had put this on him without his permission. Glaring around for the nurse, he found no one in site but decided to let it rest at that. Looking up at the ceiling remembering who had done this to him, Lyra Thornton, one of the few that could actually do this much harm. Jacob would be in here for at least a few days, but due to his injuries it would be hard to move anywhere without hindrances.

Once Olivia got word of this, he knew that his shame wouldn't live up to his name, and that damn little squirt had taken 50 points from Slytherin just to kick Jacob while he had been down on the ground. Speaking directly to the head-master about what he had done, but this time he had every reason to do that to them. Luckily he could have only imagined how much pain the hufflepuff was in. Then he grinned stupidly, glad he had harmed her enough to the point of almost drawing her organs out. Relishing in that fact, he let his mind relinquish in the feeling of making others cry out in pain. Something deep within him shuddered at the thought but he reveled in it.

Just like Maharet had said, he was restraining his anger, and now could actually focus on relaxing for a change. There was no need for him to be anywhere. Just lying staring at the ceiling would suit him well as he noticed that his arm was healing fast. If he was lucky, someone would come visiting him eventually and he had no need for know-it-alls coming to talk to him. Using his lessons he had learned previously to just think about darkness, and absolutely nothing else just keeping it clear.

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[zmeyette]

When news of Jacob being in the hospital wing reached Zmeyette she really didn't know how to react. First she was concerned, then shocked at how this could happen, and then furious that someone would hurt Jacob. Zmeyette quickly rushed out of the Slytherin common room and up the many flights of stairs that lead to the hospital tower. It was a matter of no time before she entered the place without permission, for most times guests needed to be permitted to see the injured. Zmeyette wasn't going to wait around and waste that sort of time, especially when her own brother would probably spite her and not allow her in. Yes, Zmeyette's older brother, who she hated, worked as the head nurse at Hogwarts. He was the reason why she never bothered to come here if she was hurt.

Zmeyette looked around at the other beds, seeing some familiar faces but none that she really cared about other than Jacob. She approached his bed as he laid there with a cast on his arm and a smirk on his face. "What on earth could be so amusing Jacob?" She asked her brows furrow. "Someone who just got their ass handed to them shouldn't be so pleased by the fact." She added, before taking a seat next to his bed.

Sighing lightly she figured maybe that wasn't the best thing to say right now, to remind him that he was beat. In all honestly Zmeyette hadn't heard why Jacob was in here or what really happened she didn't wait for someone to tell her before coming here. "Are you okay?" She asked, showing pure concern for the guy she really had strong feelings for.

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[JACOB CONWAY WARRINGTON]

Jacob knew this had been coming, and he knew he had been deserving of this. Although, he had been defeated by TWO hufflepuffs and not one. Ganging up on him wasn't fun and to top it all off he cost SLytherin 50 house points, whoop-dee-fucking-doo, was all he was thinking about that one. As for house points, he really didn't care who won, but Slytherin deserved pure-bloods. None of this muggle-born of half-blood nonsense that people keep talking about. Even the other types of tainted blood that were within Slytherin, minus Zmeyette in Jacob's eyes, were rather tainted. Too bad Olivia didn't understand how he felt about the one girl he had actually cared for a while back.

Of course never doing the deed had normally cost him something, but he had actually retained his dignity long enough to actually stay with her for one night. Apparently he had more than just enough reason to consider if he should tell Maharet about this, but decided against it. Mockery was due anytime he was near her even if they had been 'seeing' each other in a way. Shaking his head slightly his smile soon faded at the thought of losing to Lyra. Gritting his teeth but he decided to let it go as he couldn't really redeem himself while laying there with a broken arm. Sure, the head-nurse might help him, but what good would that do him.

Sighing softly he soon looked over at his first visitor and shrugged his shoulders, "All the more reason to remember who did this and go after them, I'm sure, I want to do it alone though. Someone needs to teach her that you don't mess with me and get away with it," he said to her, then added, "I did cut that Hufflepuff pretty good though, I think she was the quidditch captain on Hufflepuff and there was someone else with her. I couldn't quite see though," he said to her confidently.

Of course, Jacob knew Zmeyette too will to just watch her sit by while he had pain caused to him, but he really didn't care what she did as long as Lyra got what she deserved.

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[zmeyette]

Sitting there looking over Jacob's broken arm, which was in a full cast, anger just boiled inside her and she wanted to know who did this to Jacob. Certainly Jacob had done nothing wrong to gain such an injury, at least that was how Zmeyette would feel about it. She wouldn't care if Jacob had threw the first curse, the other person should of just accepted it and been defeated then and there. Now they were going to have to deal with Zmeyette and it wouldn't be a pretty fight. She just needed a name and she would be off taking care of the problem later that day.

Zmeyette hated to see Jacob in pain, it just wasn't natural to her. Jacob then began to talk about getting the person back but wanting to do it alone. Of course he knew that Zmeyette wouldn't allow it and would want apart of the payback he was surely planning in his mind already. "Of course not, Jacob. We will get them back for this." She said a low growl behind her words. Zmeyette was extremely serious. Then Jacob said that it was a Hufflepuff that he had slashed up pretty bad and a female at that. This information shocked her until he mentioned that the girl had an unknown helper. "Which Hufflepuff bitch did this to you?" Zmeyette said getting up from her chair and pacing back and forth before him. She wanted to just get this girl back right now, no waiting. She was also determined to figure out who had helped her put Jacob in this state.

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[JACOB CONWAY WARRINGTON]

Jacob really had to rack his memory to find out who it was, but he knew if he told Zmeyette who it was she'd stop at nothing to get back at them. Jacob had to consider his options wisely, but he didn't want them to be over-drastic about it at all. Wondering who her accomplice was would be the tough part, but there were rumors about the hufflepuff quidditch captain and her boyfriend being a prefect. Jacob knew her accomplice was a prefect, and he could probably put two and two together just from that. After all, he could easily acquire the information out of Maharet about him, and then curiously enough he could also ask her who it really was.

Wondering exactly what Zmeyette would do with Jacob to actually get back at the couple, but he decided to keep that information to himself as well. Just wanting her to stay out of this as this was his battle, but he knew she wouldn't let him. Stubborn as he was, he knew that there was a time for mockery and a time to be pissed off. Surely others would be laughing at him for his folly in letting a hufflepuff beat him, but play with the big boys you'll be expected to play with them too. Jacob knew that Lyra and Will would have what's coming to them, not that the names actually rang a bell. Or he had recalled that name being said at some point.

"I think Lyra was the female, and I forget the boy's name," he said to Zmeyette, wanting to leave the prefect out of this. It was really only the female one that had actually harmed him in any way and would be the target of many of his venting attacks.

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[ALEXIS MYRA ADAMS]

alexis didn't make a habit of visiting people in the hospital wing - in fact it wasn't often she even bothered at all. if they'd been stupid enough to land themselves here then that was their problem, was it not? she was never one to make people feel better about themseleves, so why would she bothered going to sit by a bed side and hold someone's hand and console them? it would all be fake, so fake, and even she was not that good an actress as to pretend to give a damn whether some person was laying injured or not.

but when she'd heard the news that jacob warrington - infamous 'bad ass' jacob warring - had landed himself in a hosptial bed after being defeated by lyra thornton - a silly little hufflepuff who enjoyed meaningless, immature pranks .. and it was rumoured she'd found a secret passageway into the slytherin common room that alexis was still yet to see - then she couldn't resist. what on earth had jacob been thinking?! loosing to such an insolent little girl, and actually taking to residing within the hosptial wing for a few days of all places?!

alexis shook her head and curled her lip slightly. where was this non nonsense, 'nothing will get me down' jacob now?! she needed to remind him of who he was. a slytherin. slytherins didn't get mowed down by hufflepuffs and let the puff in question walk away; if anything the puff should have been dragging herself away, or dead... alexis frowned and entered the hospital wing as she entered every room, as though she owned it - head high in disdain of the occupants as she turned her nose up at the other inhabitants of the beds and ignored them, lip curled in disdain. she saw jacob laying within his own bed and she raised her eyebrows at how weak he looked, and at the girl by his bedside. she knew her, but alexis had never bothered to get to know her. then again, if she was on jacobs side then it was enough to assume she was decent enough to acknowledge. alexis didn't bother with anyone not considered decent enough in her mind. she paused at the end of jacobs bed and raised her eyebrows, a slight smirk on her face as she looked at him, gaze cold as ever, though a little less so with him. he was of decent stock, she could socialise with him. "i heard you were in here.." she said cooly, going to take an empty seat opposite the other girl without invitation. "so are you letting the puff get away with this.. or not?!" she asked, perhaps a little commanding as she raised her eyebrows again.

[JACOB CONWAY WARRINGTON]

Jacob needed all the visitors he could get, but he noticed one person he was hoping wouldn't show up just then. Shooting a death-glare in her direction as she challenged him and soon sat up to challenge her as he winched a little at the broken arm not caring about the pain. Gritting his teeth he was soon moving so that his legs were on the side, but he was quickly close to passing out again, however, he did manage to hold on. Gripping the sheet as he put a hand to his forehead in pain, and then wanted to rip out that Hufflepuff's throat when he knew Alexis was wanting to see more of a reaction from him. That solemn gaze was soon on his face as he looked seriously at Alexis.

Almost as cold and as manipulative as him, but he kept his own whenever he was around her. There was never any telling when she might strike out against him for no reason. "What, that Hufflepuff already hurt me enough, but I'm not going to let her get away with it for long. Trust me, Alexis, no need to worry your pretty little head over it, I'm sure you have better things to do than to visit me of all people. Why bother in the first place?" he asked her. For all he cared, she could just leave him to rest, but he wanted to be alone with Zmeyette right now. Amusing as he thought that sounded, it seemed to him he felt more attached to Zmeyette a little now.

Even after their usual acts, but he hadn't ended it like he should have. Word would get out, but he wanted to keep their relationship a secret, just like so many others. Oh wait, he -had- ended it that morning just to piss her off again. Sighing softly, he'd eventually learn to not let his feelings get the better of him, but since Maharet, he was getting better at controlling his lust. Chuckling lightly he soon waved to her, "Good to see you too Alexis, no damn Hufflepuff is going to get the best of me, besides she had the advantage by hitting me before I even saw it coming...no excuse for being a coward," he added.

Tacking many things he could bring up when he encountered her again.

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[zmeyette]

The pacing back and forth was not helping to calm her down, no Zmeyette needed to kill, or at least mangle someone until they were unrecognizable. Jacob was in the hospital wing due to some hufflepuff. How could that of even happened? "Oh I know that girl. Miss prissy pants walking around all the time with a damn smile on her face." Zmeyette said, having half a mind to rip her lips off permanently. "The most likely candidate for being the guy who got you when your back was turned was probably her boyfriend, the prefect Willford. Pathetic name. A waste of blood honestly." Zmeyette spat. Oh they would pay and Zmeyette already had her mind churning to think of a good way to give them what they deserved. Perhaps she could tamper with their medicine, surely they were in the hospital wing too.

Zmeyette stopped in her tracks as a blonde hair girl sauntered on in like she owned the place, as if she belonged here by Jacob's side. Zmeyette's lip curled into a snarl as the girl sat down. Alexis was the girl's name and Zmeyette couldn't stand her at all, especially now more than ever. To interrupt her time with Jacob was almost asking for a death wish which Zmeyette had no problem dishing out if the girl didn't watch her back. Zmeyette placed her hands on her hips as to help restrain herself from smacking the girl in the back of the head. "Jacob we will get them back. Trust me." Zmeyette said, looking solely at Jacob and ignoring the blonde bimbo.

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[ALEXIS MYRA ADAMS]

"What, that Hufflepuff already hurt me enough, but I'm not going to let her get away with it for long. Trust me, Alexis, no need to worry your pretty little head over it, I'm sure you have better things to do than to visit me of all people. Why bother in the first place?" she narrowed her eyes at the 'pretty little head' part - nobody undermined or belittled alexis... even jacob should have learnt that by now. she raised her eyebrows at his question, a light smirk on her face as she crossed her long slender legs and glanced at him. "well i thought it rather a surprising feat to hear of you in here, i thought i'd come see for myself."

she would not admit that she came to ensure he was still alive, that he was alright .. that would involve caring. whether he was a friend of sorts or not didn't nessassarily mean she was entitled to care, that she had to care. she heard a snarl from the girl opposite and raised her eyebrows once more, her gaze cold as she looked at the dark haired girl. "put a muzzle on it," she half snapped, disliking the way she had dared growl at her, silly little werewolf girl. she glanced toward jacob and sighed, glancing down at her nails for a moment. "shouldn't the dog be kept outside." she couldn't help herself remarking, voice indifferent.

she hadn't come for a fight, quite the contrary, and she tried to remind herself of this as she leant back in the chair. "Good to see you too Alexis, no damn Hufflepuff is going to get the best of me, besides she had the advantage by hitting me before I even saw it coming...no excuse for being a coward," she smirked lightly and nodded slightly. "good." she said simply, meaning about how the hufflepuff would not be getting away with this, glancing toward the girl as she leaned almost possessively toward jacob. alexis' eyebrow raised.. what was this? jacob .. was actually with someone? in a relationship that considered more than some pathetic fumble in the dark? oh wow.. who'd have thought it. alexis smirked slightly and watched with faint interest as the girl spoke, "Jacob we will get them back. Trust me." the emphasis on that 'we' said it all. alexis chuckled low, rolling her eyes. "so naive," she murmered, not loud enough for the others to hear unless they strained to hear it, but she made no comment on that wolf's words.

[JACOB CONWAY WARRINGTON]

Jacob was just watching in silent amusement as he stared at his arm, bewildered at the fact he had still been bested in a duel he had hoped to win. Even though he had surely would have killed the girl if he had used a different spell, but that wouldn't have bothered him as much as the fact that she beat him. Rage was seething through every pore as he gripped his fingers tight on the rails of the bed trying to get up, and fighting the pain off right now. Finally he was sitting up as he looked between the two of them not smiling anymore. It was way past that and he was too tired to give a shit about either of them right now. As far as he was concerned he wanted no visitors anymore. Rolling over as if bored he soon just yawned softly and let sleep take him for a good two seconds until pain scorched his side.

Looking up he noticed he had leaned down on his arm, but he didn't howl in pain, only gave a low grunt where other men would have howled screaming in pain. Luckily Jacob had finally retained his sanity long enough to scowl at both of this childish prude insects in his room. Well, Zmeyette was at least a butterfly among these bugs, however, he did have a certain thing for Alexis at the moment. Surely, her sophisticated and powerful attitude allured him. Not that he really had any consideration on 'feelings' as much as they were. The only person he had really let feelings develop too far with now had been Maharet.

Not wanting anyone to force feed his mind anything strange, he abolished the thought as quickly as it came, and didn't want to risk Olivia walking in just then. That would ruin his whole plan, and he was sure to have at least devastated Maggie a little bit with his note earlier. A rippling chuckle sounded from his throat at that, but he found himself to be rather cruel in the long run. "I'm sorry, but could we at least tone it down a bit before the head nurse decides to kick you out," he muttered, slightly amused that he could see that. No stumped look on his face as he said that.

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