<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1f/Lyre_Sly_1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Lyre Savage (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14118339#msg14118339)<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>Deluxe (https://i.pinimg.com/736x/e0/69/7d/e0697d6fd9c9122a160ddc91e7b87f76--suit-green-dark-green-suit-men.jpg)<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Pure<br/><strong>Wand:</strong>Maple, Dragon Heartstring, 13 in, Unbending, literally glowing<br/><strong>House/Year:</strong>Slytherin 3rd Year<br/><strong>Date:</strong>Saturday, September 30th, 2017<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>Afternoon<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>One-Eyed Witch Passage<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Conversational. Trade.<br/><strong>THEME:</strong>Metal Melody (https://youtu.be/1OdTWnOdK4A)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong><em>Jaxon Smith!</em><br/><hr/><br/>A chill ran down his arms. Jaxon was serious and close, face to face. Lyre took the cigarette.<br/><br/>He made a throaty chuckle and fought back the urge to intimidate.<em>You misunderstand. What if I want to be a Savage?</em><br/>This he would normally say.<em>What if I really see no other choice, no other tools? What then?</em>He blinked calmly.<br/><br/>Instead, Lyre said, "Jaxon. You're right, I have no one to blame but myself. And I've always taken responsibility for my ugliness."<br/><br/><em>But sometimes, we find choices are taken away from us. That's why curses are unforgivable. <br/>That's what Father would say, and with a flick of a wand... tortured until it was made clear <br/>what would happen if I was no longer a part of this family. Of course, I made my choice!<br/>But Jaxon was right, the false sense of loyalty and security? A crutch, and so very tedious.</em><br/><br/>The thought of his father using the Cruciatus curse on him ... was something he had to overcome<br/>and forget. If he wanted to be happy. His finger wily tapped the cigarette; then he placed it in<br/>between his lips. He liked Jaxon being this close. He wasn't feared at all. That was good. Important.<br/>Here he was, eye to eye. No bullshit, no hostility, and all Lyre could do was ask him for a light.<br/><br/>His heart pounded. Jaxon was never this close before. Just a few inches away.<br/><br/><hr/>