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wxlksxflxfx / scorpius malfoy * !!
“Who would want that?” Scorpius commented, laughing once more. He wasn’t sure who the person in front of him was, but he was thankful for them. Even in the short conversation they had so far, it was starting to make him feel better about the day. Listening to them, the young wizard couldn’t help but tilt his head in thought before speaking. “Are you just some mysterious person who walks around town granting everyone with some grand wisdom?” He asked, letting out a smaller laugh this time. “But you’re right. Going around and learning more about the town might actually help me out.”
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luna’s genuine grin only widened all the more, a meek shake of her head. “i wish i was that cool. && had all the knowledge of the world at my disposal.” if they did, they certainly would then understand the mysteries of this place, be reunited with their father && chosen family once again. “but i probably just people watch more than most. && i like to read. books have a lot of wisdom. even books of fiction can have valuable lessons in them.” expression turned sincere, “i hope you do find whatever it is you’re looking for. or it finds you, life tends to work out that way too. don’t worry, that’s the last bit of wisdom i have left.” luna jested with a slight, warm chuckle. “i’m luna lovegood. thanks you know, for talking with me.”
wxlksxflxfx / bill denbrough * !!
“I’m blaming Richie. Sounds like a kind of fuck up he would do.” Bill replied, shrugging his shoulders at the thought. He loved his friends to pieces, but he was well aware of who was usually the fuck up and who wasn’t. Although, the answer to that question was all of them. “But see, is it as shitty as Derry? I mean, if you really think about it, how did people never notice the pattern? Hell, Ben found it in a few weeks of living there.” Bill sighed before his head moved back and forth. “He’s an alien of some sort. Mike was able to figure out the ritual and everything about it. But beating him was easy once we were able to figure out how to do it. It just took us a while to figure it out.”
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bev sighed in frustration, at the situation, at knowing next to nothing, for once again bill made a great point. “true. && for him to know that means this place can’t be under a curse, not like derry’s at least. none of the adults knew what was going on.” mouth dried the more they spoke of It, f e a r just as It always wanted. but it was important to know, to push past those feelings in attempts at understanding. “alien ??” puzzled, but it made more sense than anything else she thought of. “then we just have to figure it out again.” a bleak smile, nonetheless eyes turned warm && comforting a second later. “don’t try to stress yourself out too much. i know, words don’t mean much, but i feel like we’ll get this. don’t know how, but we will cause we’re all here && together.”
wxlksxflxfx / scorpius malfoy * !!
Scorpius nodded his head, agreeing with what the other was saying. “Wouldn’t that make life easier?” He joked, letting out a laugh. Honestly, Scorpius was tired of thinking. Tired of trying to figure out what was going on because he felt like he was the only one searching. Listening to their suggestions, Scorpius let his head just kind of nod before he responded. “I think it’s all just a bit overwhelming. Being in this random town, and being stuck in it. Not knowing anything about it, I mean, it’s so odd…”
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luna’s own laughter easily followed, nodding in agreement. “yeah, that’d probably make life too easy.” despite how they still did wish for such a thing, there was something about figuring life out — a big puzzle that one never had all the pieces to, never would either until the very end. a small, what they hoped to be comforting, grin etched along their lips. “it won’t answer everything, but maybe check out the tours of the town. every place, every person, is ODD until you get to know them. though yes this place is stranger than most. but one thing i’m sure of even though i don’t know all you’re dealing with ?? there are answers to all your questions even if you don’t have them figured out quite yet.”
wxlksxflxfx / bill denbrough * !!
“Isn’t that just our luck? Some mysterious thing coming after us in ways we can’t explain?” Pennywise was a mysterious thing that no one was able to explain, until the losers club had decided to take him on. “I don’t think it was IT either, but I also know don’t know what it could be. Like maybe it’s something similar to IT?” He commented, curious what she might think of that. “Honestly, I think that’s as close to the truth as it could be.”
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“i just wanna know which one of us broke a mirror to give us such shit luck.” the attempt at jest was there, but didn’t quite meet the eyes. the idea of It or something else, possibly even worse made her nervous. bev sipped at her drink, giving herself a moment to think it over. it made sense. “there are other shit towns besides derry, places were awful things also happened. maybe this place is one of them.” it still felt like a stretch, bev remembered how derry’s stats were much higher than average. “i say it’s a good hunch, at least somewhere to start. did you guys — i mean did we, ever figure out what kinda thing It was ??”
wxlksxflxfx / jo march * !!
“It’s kind of like having another person with you in real life tells those voices fighting with you in your head to hush up.” She commented, gesturing to her head as she spoke. “Jo March.” Jo introduced confidently, as if it was a name that was going to mean something one day, which she was determined to make true. Hearing her comment, the writer couldn’t help but laugh and shrug her shoulders. “Well, there are four March girls total and we’re each different in our own way. So, you could say we balance each other out, but for the most part I think we just try each other insane.” She replied. Moving with the girl, Jo eyed the desk she was pointing out and let out a small sigh. “Well, I’m a writer you see. Currently just doing little short stories and things for the local paper, but I’m planning to write the next great novel. Something people have never seen before!” Her words came out fast and she was proud of what she planned to do. “I agree on the chair thing though. The chairs at work are terrible and I refuse to have my chair at home be the same way.”
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instinctively eyes widened at the thought — four girls. while of course not all were vindictive, but a group of any always made her a bit apprehensive. greta && her squad left a longer, deeper impact on bev than she would ever like to admit. “well that just means you’re doing your jobs, right ?? some of my friends are more like brothers ; if you don’t annoy them every once in a while there’s no sense of accomplishment.” beverly jested, a light titter chimed as gaze warmed. beverly listened intently, talk of DREAMS, seeing others light up with all they wanted to do, bev loved to see it. meant even after all the shit in the world there was still HOPE. “i’ll make sure i keep my eyes peeled at any bookstore for ya. any genres you like in particular ??” nose scrunched, nodding along in agreement. “a bad chair will make you feel old with all the inevitable back pains. too young for that shit. but your work should definitely try to do better. forty hours a week is already torture enough at any place.”
wxlksxflxfx / bill denbrough * !!
Bill wasn’t sure if he should still be looking for a way for them all to go home, but until he made a final decision, he was going to keep looking. Maybe he could at least find out why they are there, if nothing else. When Bev walked in, he gave her a small smile before answering her question. “I’ve been alright. Trying to figure out what might be going on around here, but I don’t think I’m really getting anywhere, which I guess is kind of understandable.” He commented with a shrug of his shoulders. “And I think this barrier isn’t going to come down at any point.” Bill continued. “How are you?”
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the perhaps, overly-sweetened, coffee helped ease perpetuating thoughts as she took a few sips. all of what bill said was RELATABLE. despite seeking the answers, all of this was as much of a mystery as it was when beverly first got here, when she first even remembered some of what was m i s s i n g . “i’m kinda starting to think whatever the reason behind all this is, that it doesn’t want us to know.” which only heightened CONCERNS of course. “i’m not sure it’s It though.” palms clammed up even at mentioning pennywise. “for even we were able to leave derry at any time.” small smile warmed features despite the topic at his question. “i’m doing okay. i think we’re all as good as we can be, right ??”
wxlksxflxfx / scorpius malfoy * !!
Hearing a voice, Scorpius sat up and noticed the person standing in front of him, pausing a moment before responding. “Oh, it’s not the books fault. My brain just really isn’t in it today.” He responded, giving a small shrug of his shoulders. He appreciated the offer to help, but really didn’t know how he could be helped. “Honestly, I’m not really sure what you could do. I think my brain is just all jumbled up and it’s hard to get it organized enough to be able to actually function.”
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a knowing grin crossed their features — “i wish my mind had a map or something sometimes. my thoughts always tend to wander && get lost.” sometimes it felt permanent — like when luna attempted to figure out what exactly was going on in this town. “you could try to focus on one thing at a time ?? easy to say i know. sometimes if you focus on the easiest thing && either figure it out or get it done you’ll least then feel accomplished.” luna paused, lips pursed more in thought before continuing. “or simply let yourself feel, think it all. it’s okay to have a bad day.”
wxlksxflxfx / jo march * !!
Listening to the girl, Jo nodded her head and smiled. “That honestly sounds like it would be such a nice idea. Then you have easy access and a a great way to display everything.” She agreed, already able to see the idea she pictured in her head. “Um, I was just kind of looking for something that was made of a good wood. I’m really not one to do the whole color scheme thing. That would most like be more of something my sisters Beth or Amy would focus on.” She commented, letting her shoulders shrug. “I just need something that, when I spend days at, isn’t going to be completely useless.” Jo explained as she went back to looking at the furniture in front of her. “Um, sure! I’m more than happy to work together on this. Maybe it’ll be a lot faster and I won’t have to make all the decisions on my own.” She laughed.
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“something about having another person back you up in a decision makes it so much easier,” bev affirmed, holding out her hand for the other to shake. “i’m beverly marsh.” at the mention of two other sisters, she couldn’t help the curiosity. an only child, && a relief it was simply based off how things were, she still wondered what it’d be like to have siblings. “sounds like you guys at least BALANCE each other out well.” bev warmly quipped, listening carefully to what the other was looking for. “actually, the one i got wasn’t anything super fancy, but i’ve liked it.” the redhead took a few steps down the aisle before pointing out the desk she bought a few weeks back. “i’m not sure what you’re using it for, but i have a computer && printer on it && still have room for a few of my sketchpads.” bev still preferred pen && paper to the art program she had. “but if you’re gonna be sitting a while, i recommend a good chair above anything else.”
with the revelation that they were stuck here, more && more of luna’s memories no longer made sense. they were different from some of her peers && from what they were describing their world sounded idyllic && felt right. it explained why strange things happened sometimes ; lights flickering with heighted emotion, unlocking doors with one thought for instance. thoughts paused however when she noticed the other go from seemingly peaceful to distressed. “i promise that book isn’t so awful ... once you get past the first few hundred pages.” they trilled, offering a small yet kind grin. ”you seem upset. i know as a stranger i probably can’t do much, but is there anything i can do to help ??”
@heartsofember ~ Starter for Luna
All Scorpius wanted to do was find his way home. He had a life and friends that he lost coming to this place, like most people. He didn’t even know where to start, or how to do it, but he was hoping that he might actually be able to figure it out. Sitting at a table in the park, his flipped through the book in front of him before realizing he was figuring nothing out, and possibly not even really reading anything. Letting out a breath, his head landed on his arms that were crossed over his book. His head felt like it was swirling and he couldn’t make sense of any of it.
while she loved seeing most of her childhood friends again, beverly sensed that it wasn’t all quite as HARMONIOUS as one would like it to be. she could see wanting to have a go at normalcy. after all, until they showed up && she in turn remembered derry && the summer of ‘89 that’s what she had in a small sense. perhaps it was because she didn’t remember it all, because she didn’t exactly know what she was fighting for or running from, but she had to know what was going on in this place in hopes of once again remembering everything. she waved to bill as she walked in, grabbing her own cup of coffee before sitting across from him. “how’s it going ??” in life && with figuring out what all was going on. “looks like things haven’t changed much from the party, with the border anyways.”
@heartsofember ~ Starter for Beverly
Part of Bill thought that Richie was right, that maybe they should just stay here and take advantage of this second chance. However, the other part of him felt like they had to at least prove this wasn’t Pennywise. His reasoning being that if they could get rid of the threat, it would be easier to relax if they knew they there wasn’t something constantly lingering over them. It seemed some of his friends agreed, or so he thought. Hoped even. Sitting at a table in the coffee shop, his hands moved the cup in front of him around, his mind wandering a bit as he waited for Beverly to arrive.
wxlksxflxfx / jo march * !!
Jo honestly wasn’t much into furniture shopping, but she wanted to redo her writing room in her new apartment. Moving from her parents home wasn’t an easy choice, but she was ready for some freedom. Ready to get out and be on her own. Plus, she had been getting the strangest flashes of what felt like memories and she didn’t know what to think of them. She felt like maybe it was something in her brain telling her to get out and do something. Hearing someone speak to her, Jo turned and listened to her, an entertained grin sitting on her lips. “I think it just depends on what you’re planning to do with it. I’m having the hardest time trying to find the right desk to pick out. Granted though, I’m probably just too picky, but you have to have just the right kind of desk if you’re going to be spending a lot of time at it.” She commented. “What are you buying the furniture for? If you don’t mind me asking.”
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already beverly felt relieved at asking the other’s opinion. “honestly, good question. i kinda feel like my living room just needs a coffee table to pull it all together. but now that you mention it, i have a collection of old records && magazines. might be nice to display some of them a bit more, have them at an easy reach.” while all the more indecisive now, bev perked up as the other mentioned looking for a desk ; beverly always one to help, or at least attempt to. “nothing wrong with being picky, a desk is super important ; has to be the right height && everything. do you have a color scheme in mind ?? might be a helpful place to start, then all your furniture can match or at least not clash.” perhaps not the greatest planner, this did help her when buying her other pieces. “if you want, we could try to help each other out ?? what’s that saying — two minds are better than one ?? it’s corny, but it’s true.”
wxlksxflxfx / amelia andrews * !!
Amelia laughed and nodded her head. “I’m happy to do it honestly. It gives me something to focus on.” She replied, shrugging her shoulders a bit as she spoke. Having this party to focus on took her thoughts away from her dad and everything else in her life. Hearing his words, she smiled a bit and gave another nod of her head. “I promise I’ll take at least ten minutes at a time. I think my boyfriend and friends are lingering around here somewhere, so I’ll get them to make sure I chill out.” She assured him. “I’m Amelia, by the way. It’s nice to meet you.” She introduced, holding her hand out to him.
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“well good — cause if everyone’s not having a good time, it’s a failed party.” he quipped. truthfully most didn’t not have something go wrong ; whether it was with the planning or the guests. even more casual ones than this could turn quickly, or so he assumed. “but thank you. i’ll rest easy the rest of the night.” a short laugh and he extended his hand to hers as well. “i’m mike. nice to officially meet you. i’m surprised to run into a new face, i feel like i’ve been here forever. then again, this place is way more crowded each year.” even now looking at the crowd one would have to push their way through. he liked it though, kept things interesting.
wxlksxflxfx / bill denbrough * !!
Listening to her, he wasn’t surprised by the respond that she was having. it was similar to the response that they all were having when they first went back to Derry. None of them remembered anything, and when they did, they all freaked out. Hearing her statement, he shook his head. “I’m sorry Bev, I wish it was. But it isn’t. This is what’s really happening.” If Bill knew of a way to get them all back to their homes, their lives, he would, but he had yet to figure anything out. “A couple of them died. Stan and Eddie. Well, Stan never made it back to Derry, and Eddie didn’t make it out of the fight.” He explained, keeping his voice low. “So far I only know of Mike not having them, but I haven’t talk to the others yet.”
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bill’s words only made her finish off the drink that much sooner. dead. in the bathtub — a thought she couldn’t place but was repeating over && over again. she could hardly imagine it. the group always felt like it was supposed to be seven. five would be incomplete. while she couldn’t remember it, already it felt like parts of her were missing. “— so what you’re saying is whatever is happening here is at least sort of like what happened at home, even the second time ??” focusing on missing memories would only cause stress at the given moment, bev instead tried to focus on something she maybe could somewhat handle. “if that’s the case then we gotta get out.” though hearing of the closed border wouldn’t help the cause. “you reckon whatever thing is blocking the ways out goes underneath the street level ?? that it’d—” she paused, hating to even say it. “— block passageways in the sewers too ??”
wxlksxflxfx / bill denbrough * !!
Listening to her, Bill couldn’t help the sigh that he left out. It wasn’t in frustration at her, but at the situation as a whole. This was going to be easier if they all had their memories, but that didn’t seem to be in the cards. “No, well, yes..” His head shook. “It’s complicated. We all lost our memories when we left town, but Mike stayed and brought us all back when IT came back twenty-seven years later. Long story short, our memories came back and we fought IT and finally destroyed him, but we lost some of our friends along the way.” He told her. “However, it seems we’re all here now, but some of us don’t have our memories anymore.” Bill knew this was going to be a lot for her, but part of him hoped it might help jog some of her memories. “We could never let him have that kind of power. We’d all be screwed in the end.”
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beverly’s mind tried to keep pace with bill’s proclamation, but it was near impossible. it certainly made some sense due to the lapse in time. going from the 80s to now had once seemed so normal ; never allowed to overthink it too much before she’d conveniently lose her train of thoughts or would imagine far worse nightmares. face losing most of its color, she somehow knew it was TRUE, what bill was saying. she turned to the nearby table, slightly trembling hands reaching for a much needed drink before forcing up a slight grin. “please tell me this is the plot of one of your future novels. it’s pretty damn good.” a few sips && sapphire gaze studied him closely, sucking in a deep breath. “what do you mean by LOST ??” did this also mean that some of the dreams she’d been having were actually true ?? how’d she ever know ?? “&& do you know who else doesn’t have them ??”
wxlksxflxfx / amelia andrews * !!
Amelia laughed lightly and nodded her head. “While I can see your logic, I don’t know if I could completely agree with it. Just because you can’t see them, doesn’t mean they aren’t hiding around here somewhere. However, I am glad to hear that you are enjoying the event. We do all this work so people will hopefully enjoy it.” She replied. With his words, her head tilted a bit like she was thinking over his offer. “Hmm, can it be a total of an hour? Like maybe not all at one time, but more of a cumulative hour throughout the whole night. That I think I can accomplish.” She figured some times with her friends and Wes, she could make up an hour.
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"well someone’s gotta bear the brunt of the work && i’m glad it’s not me,” he quipped, though quickly added — “ && that it’s done by people who are actually good at it.” mike always followed through on his word, on anything he set his mind too, but that wasn’t always necessarily a good thing. trouble tended to follow, more so than he even knew. when it came to school he was organized, a future lawyer had to be. but in daily life ?? mike had to relax a bit to survive. “usually i’d say no, but i’ll compromise. just try to at least chill more than five minutes at a time. there’s always some drama at these kinda things, but doesn’t make it any less of a party.”
wxlksxflxfx / bill denbrough * !!
Bill nodded his head, starting to realize that maybe Bev didn’t have all of her memories. “Beverly,” He started, making sure he was careful with how he asked his question. “How much do you remember? About everything.” He wanted to know if she remembered the second fight with Pennywise, or if maybe she was like Mike and had forgotten some parts. “We could definitely take that plan sure! I can promise you Richie would be completely up for it. Sure he would have a blast.”
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it was EMBARASSING, forgetting about one’s childhood && friends. but with bill && the losers she didn’t question honesty like she did with others. “well —i didn’t really remember you or the others till i saw you. i’ve always had dreams of It but always thought they were just nightmares. some still are but it’s nice to understand them a bit despite knowing It might come back.” even now as she tried to sort the timeline out it was confusing, like there were blockages in her own mind. “why ?? did that happen to you too ?? ” a light chuckle, this time a bit more joyous at the idea. “oh for sure. maybe we shouldn’t let him pick out everyone’s fake pasts though. we’ll all have storylines that could be in any soap opera or worse, guaranteed.”
wxlksxflxfx / bill denbrough * !!
Bill looked at her at little confused before responding. “What do I mean about the town? I mean, all these people randomly popped up here, including us. I don’t understand how these people just showed up. Like, it doesn’t make sense unless you want to believe in the idea of a parallel universe or something.” He offered, shrugging his shoulders as he thought about it more. “It’s not bad, but I don’t trust.” He continued. “They’ll catch us soon enough, unless we all stay apart. No groups bigger than three. Then it’ll be harder for them to find us within the crowd.”
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“wait—” a pause as gaze lingered, attempting to decipher it all. “you’re serious ??” if it were anyone else but one of the losers beverly wouldn’t believe it. but they had gone through so much in that summer, have seen inexplicable things. she didn’t doubt bill’s words. “i wouldn’t say anything is impossible anymore, unfortunately.” she muttered, lips pursed in thought as she tried to understand. “but we still have some TIME. before — you know. && we’re not in derry. It can’t leave.” hopefully. even in the midst of confusion there was comfort in the jests, smile once again crossing her lips. “good plan, big bill. we can create new identities, give ourselves whole new backstories so they’ll never guess such losers are crashing their party. it’d be like we were never here.”
wxlksxflxfx / amelia andrews * !!
Listening to him list off the things that were great about event made the same smile on her lips grow as she nodded her head. It was his next sentence that made her chuckle before she shook her head. “Not on my own no, but I did have a hand in the planning team. And have been working at it for the last few weeks, and that’s just working on decorations and such.” She explained, shrugging her shoulders a little. “Honestly, celebrating is something I’ll probably do after the event with probably a giant ice cream and sleeping until I can’t anymore.” Amelia joked with a laugh.
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dark gaze playfully searched around the venue — “well i don’t see anyone else close who seems to be on the team. so, you can just take the credit for now. as well as my thanks. anyone who helps bring some ENTERTAINMENT ‘round here gets my humble gratitude.” while a lover of parties, he wasn’t exactly a planner. mike liked to lived life on a whim, see where each day took him && deal with the repercussions of anything later or not at all if he could help it. he laughed along with her, shaking his head. “that you do. but you also gotta have at least a little bit of fun tonight. for my sake. knowing someone’s at a party && having a stressful time ?? talk about a downer. a minimum of one hour of fun, y’gotta promise.”
wxlksxflxfx / bill denbrough * !!
Bill would’ve loved something that kept him from thinking about everything that was going, but probably not as much as he would’ve like to just go home. When he heard Bev’s voice, he turned and laughed at her words. “Well, I don’t think there was much farther you could fall from there.” He teased, laughing once more. “Um, yeah, it’s kind of a nice. But honestly I think my mind is more on what’s going on with this town. Although, you do have a point about the Losers not being invited to something like this. Seems like they’ve let their guest list fall into the gutters a bit.”
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hearing bill laugh only made her usual smile wider. they all had it a bit rough, especially back in derry. beverly liked, yearned, to lighten that burden for those she cared for even if it was only for a moment. “what do you mean ??” while affable expression remained, it was now mixed with a bit of confusion. from what she could remember her aunt chose to move them here. right ?? “it’s not so bad. though admittedly, living here the rest of my life sounds AWFUL.” beverly chuckled at his words, nodding her head in amusement. “oh, i’m sure it was a mistake on their part. i half expect we’ll be kicked out in no time. but hey, we just gotta make a scene && it’ll increase our street cred.”
to mike, this was like PROM, but even better. some might say he was stuck in high school — wanting to relive the glory days && go back to much simpler times. but honestly, what the hell was wrong with that ?? unlike many, he could only assume, he loved those days. as an athlete he got along alright, more than alright to be perfectly honest. so, mike already was having a good time, drink in hand as he wandered the place when amelia spoke to him. an easy, dimpled grin met her own, nodding enthusiastically as peered around the venue once again. “hell yeah. can’t complain — food, music — it’s all fucking perfect.” only then did he catch onto her words. “wait — you’re tellin’ me you did all this ??” raven brows arched, impressed as smirk widened. “well shit. you deserve at least one drink or something. CELEBRATE a little.”
Amelia had been working events for a long time at this point. Even for being twenty-four, she had more experience than a lot of the people she met during her internship. She probably could’ve done something great there, but her family was more important to her. Her sister was just finishing high school and her mother needed help, even if she wouldn’t come out and say it. Nice thing about Ivywood, they sometimes threw decent events and she got to help. Amelia told everyone she would meet them there, knowing she would have some work to do before the event started. As she finished getting ready, Amelia slowly moved down the stairs, eyes moving over the event happening below. It was okay for her to have fun and to forget about everything going on for a little while, plus she was in love with her dress and excited to get to wear it. Spotting someone, she smiled before speaking. “Are you enjoying the gala so far? I honestly think it turned out pretty great, but I might be a little biased.”
despite the unfamiliarity with the music, beverly had never been one to shy away from dancing. whether it be for a middle school talent show or even an event such as this it always served as a proper DISTRACTION. it’s difficult to overthink when the beat of the music is pounding against ears, one’s heart. beverly stopped however when she spotted bill. her usual smirk warming her features as she shuffled over. “i must say, you’ve all come a long way from the whitey tighties,” bev jested, nudging his shoulder lightly with her own. “you enjoying the party so far ?? well i guess i should say, ball. it is rather fancy. who’d of thought us LOSERS would ever be invited to one, huh ??” @wxlksxflxfx / bill denbrough.
there wasn’t a lot of people left in johanna’s life — in fact there were more people now than there were just a few years ago. the quarter quell, the rebellion ... most things johanna would never chose to relive. but, somewhere in all that a few people managed to stick, not that she’d ever admit that to them. but she was getting desperate to figure out what was going on, to know she wasn’t completely alone or losing it more than she already had. the bakery, she should’ve known he’d be here. “— one of whatever’s freshest. && of course, anything you got on why the hell we’re here.” johanna managed a small smirk, warm for her ; she always was rather straight to the point.
@heartsofember ~ Starter for ANYONE
Peeta worked easily in the bakery, finding peace among the recipes and the decorating. He was good at it and enjoyed every minute of it. He got up early in the morning and went to work, spent most of his time in the back baking and decorating everything in his path. Most o the time he didn’t interact too much with customers, but today happened to be one of the days where everyone was pitching in where they could. Peeta was spending a lot of time up front and in the back, trying to keep up with everything. On his trip back to the front, he saw a customer waiting and took the chance to help. “Welcome.” He spoke in a soft voice. “Is there something I can help you with?”
hands brushed through fabric samples, weighing her options for what she wanted to create next. however, at her name she turned to the other, confusion immediate. his face, so FAMILIAR yet near impossible to place. memories have always been a bit f o g g y , but that’s how it always got with age, right ?? “bill.” the name pushed past her lips before she fully recognized him, memories of a voice calling out ‘ hi-yo, silver, away !! ’, the quarry, a house on neibolt street, suddenly coming to mind. “holy shit !!” she chuckled, smile warm. “i’ve been here quite a while.” at least to her it felt like it. “portland didn’t work out,” she shrugged, already feeling desperate to keep up with her ever racing mind. “what about you ?? here i thought derry was small ; guess the whole world is.”
@heartsofember ~ Starter for Beverly
Bill had ran into a few members of the Loser’s Club, but he hadn’t seen all of them yet. There had been no sign of Pennywise, which brought both relief and a little bit of worry. While Bill wanted to believe that they were in the clear, but of him felt like it wasn’t going to be that easy. He had been lost in his own thoughts when his eyes landed upon a familiar girl. Bill could feel himself pause before he finally called out to her. “Beverly?” He questioned, jogging over to her. “Is that you? When did you get here?”
