<div class="floatleft">(http://66.media.tumblr.com/a7f1444233a5c54afb96d542c55e3b3b/tumblr_inline_nh1odr2khl1qc4cgj.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Silas Rosier-Noc (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261273.msg12892601#msg12892601)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>17<br/><strong>House:</strong>Hufflepuff<br/><strong>Patronus:</strong>Sparrow Hawk (http://pre05.deviantart.net/e82e/th/pre/f/2011/272/a/b/sparrow_hawk_by_smudger_muhudger-d3crazx.jpg)<br/><strong>Sexual Orientation:</strong>Pansexual<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black T-Shirt, black jeans, black leather shoes, and a Hufflepuff Yellow pullover hoodie.<br/><strong>Date:</strong>September 2nd 2018, Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Astronomy Tower<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jaedan Connolly - Closed<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>"I won't deny it," he said as she told him that she knew he was using her. He never denied that all he wanted from anyone he fooled around with was pleasure. That it was never anything more than that. Silas made a point not to lie when he could avoid it, "I don't have to love you to care about you. I love Lucan and Geoffrey, but I'm not about to try to get them in bed. I care about my dad, but he hasn't said two words to me in a year. You don't get to decide how people feel about you.  Or to what degree they feel it. You don't get that choice."<br/><br/>She went on, telling her about some vision dealing with her brother and the death of some girl he was supposed to marry. He had always taken visions and prophecies with a grain of salt. They were difficult to predict and to figure out. Even as she told him about it, he didn't believe it. Things weren't that black and white. There was no set future. He refused to believe that. He didn't care that she said it hadn't changed in eight years. Until it actually happened, it was subject to change in his mind, "Fuck that. You really think your brother is going to be alright with you throwing yourself in the line of fire for some girl he might not even know yet? You think that won't send him into depression? If he's your best friend, then your his best friend. You think he'd be alright losing you? You think he's just going to get over his sister letting herself get killed?"<br/><br/>"I'm not saying throw the other girl in the way, but Merlin, Jaed, that's not how people handle shit like this. You don't just give up and decide to die. That's bullshit," Silas wasn't prone to swearing often, but he was upset. It was like she was committing suicide, "You're better than that and you deserve better than that."<br/><br/>He reached up and wiped at the tears on her cheeks gently, "I don't let people die, Jaed. I can't," he'd caught his father in the act of trying to end his own life more than once over the years. He didn't let his father do it and he wasn't about to let her do it either. That's what this was to him. Suicide. Silas couldn't stand the thought of it. No matter what her intentions were, "You ever think that the reason it hasn't changed in eight years is because you think the only way you have to go about through with it is alone?"<br/><br/>It wasn't his place. He knew it wasn't. But the thought of someone dying, no matter how he felt about them, made his stomach turn, "Listen, let's get out of here and we can talk about it later," she was emotional. When people were emotional, they didn't think right or talk right. She'd deny everything he said and continue to insist on the idea that she had to die. It wasn't like he was really all that close to her. After all, they just had sex. That was as deep as their relationship went, "If you want to," he wouldn't force her to talk to him again, "And I think I know a way for us to get out of here," he leaned down and kissed her forehead softly.