did you sail across the sun? {benjamyn}

[anastasie aurore of france]

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TELL ME, DID THE WIND SWEEP YOU OFF YOUR FEET
did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day

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Aurore made her way along through the garden, her head down and watching her pale pink vans with every step she took. Her gaze lifted slightly for a moment to glance at the flowers as she passed, but soon dropped back down as to make sure she didn't trip over anything on the pathway. The French princess was quite clumsy, and outdoor paths usually had some form of rock, dirty, or suspicious other item that she could trip over.

Her mind wandered all around as she walked, which made paying attention to where she was going a little hard. The main thing that was on her mind was her summer plans, because thus far she had none. And she really needed to change that.

Letting out a small sigh, she continued along the silent path, wondering where everyone was. Maybe they left campus, or were studying somewhere. To Aurore, it seemed weird, given the nice weather. She seemed to be the only one outside, as far as she could tell at least. It was actually really bumming her out, because she didn't have anyone to talk to. She kicked a small pebble along with the toe of her shoe, watching it skid ahead, then walking towards it and kicking it again. After a few kicks, she turned it into a kind of game, kicking it in such a way to keep it close to her, as if she were dribbling a football. She shot it with a final kick, as if she were trying to score a goal. She watched it sail ahead with a smirk on her face, which was quickly dropped into a look of confusion when she saw someone standing somewhere ahead. "Oh, uh, sorry..." She apologized to the guy, while trying to figure out who it was.

TAGGED: Benjamyn
OUTFIT: this
WORDS: three hundred four
NOTES: Okay, not the best, but it works, right? xD
LYRICS: drops of jupiter by train.
CREDIT: mrs. robert downey jr of cv2 ,abbi, or mrs.sherlock holmes @ atf!

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[benjamyn edmund of monaco]

( I D O I T E V E R Y T I M E Y O U R E K I L L I N G M E N O W )

&& i won't be D E N I E D by you
/ / the A N I M A L inside of you / / - - - - - - -

Benjy made his way through the gardens, eyes following the road, but his mind somewhere off in the distant. It wasn't like his mind needed to go anywhere, he wasn't any fifth year, who was going to leave. He wasn't a fourth year, getting ready to make their impact during the fifth year. He was just an awkward third year, and Benjy shouldn't have worried about anything, but he was. Next year he'd be a part of the proteges, not even a King, but he still felt like he should be thinking about things such as popularity.

Where was he even going with this? Where was he even going? Benjy glanced up, hair flying all over the place because he felt that he didn't have the time to do anything with it. Anything with his clothes apparently, too, judging from the looks that the other few students lingering gave him. Surprising, really, because Benjy always felt that he had about all the time in the world. Rarely did he have a moment where he was rushing to do something. Slow and steady was his motto. But it defiantly probably wasn't right for him now, it was like he was walking out of a daze, a hazy moment where nothing made sense.

The only thing that awoke him from his haze was when a pebble landed around his feet. Benjy glanced up, seeing a little blonde haired girl. Probably a year or so younger than himself, seeing that he had never seen her in any of his classes before and she looked fairly young. "Yeah, no problem." He replied to the girl's apology, stuffing his hands in his pockets, his little shy side of him coming out. It usually didn't come out, but something about this girl made it appear from Benjy. His chocolate eyes moved to hers, away from the ground. "Um, hi?" He said, more as a question.

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-- tagged:[/b][/i] Aurore
-- outfit:[/b][/i] Linky later
-- notes:[/b][/i] Bad but you know I try.
-- lyrics:[/b][/i] Animal - Neon Trees
-- credits:[/b][/i] LikeAStariNight @ Caution 2.0[/size]

[anastasie aurore of france]

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TELL ME, DID THE WIND SWEEP YOU OFF YOUR FEET
did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day

[/font][/size][/i]AND HEAD BACK TOWARD THE MILKY WAY
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Raising an eyebrow at the boy, she let a smirk slide across her face. "Hi yourself," She said in reply, nonchalantly glancing Benjy over and trying to figure out why he looked so familiar. He looked a few years older than herself- maybe a third or fourth year. She was fairly sure she had never seen him before- she usually remembered attractive guys. Yet, there was something about his face that reminded her of someone. She just couldn't remember who...

Shaking her thoughts away, Aurore turned back to him, meeting his eyes with her usual smug confidence and an I don't care type of look on her face. "I don't believe we've met before. I go by Aurore." with a shrug, she tilted her head to the side in a sort of curious way, as if silently asking for his name, or some kind of story that she could put with his face. This all seemed obvious to Aurore, but was in fact probably extremely hard to figure out. Not knowing that, the French princess simply waited for some form of reply from the boy.

Unconsciously, Aurore tugged on the end of one of her blonde curls, her eyes flickering down to the pebble that was down at Benjy's feet. A part of her wanted to retrieve it, to leave this boy alone and continue playing her little game. She had a feeling he wouldn't want a little tagalong, especially not someone with her type of boyish personality. She figured he'd think her a nuisance, and would just be wanting her to leave. She figured he didn't want someone younger around, that she was just annoying and irritating. But she kept these thoughts away, because another part of her just felt like anything could happen. This part of her started forming a plan, one that involved her being fairly normal for a short period, just long enough to earn Benjy's trust. She contained the devious smirk threatening to take over her face, and instead gave a more innocent and angelic one, one that totally didn't suit her. She turned her eyes back to meet Benjy's once more, then waited for him to say something back to her with a sort of excited anticipation lurking behind her eyes, which was covered up by a spirited glint. She thought of this as the ultimate acting test- making herself appear to be normal. If she could do this, she wouldn't doubt herself ever again.

TAGGED: Benjamyn
OUTFIT: this
WORDS: four hundred twenty three
NOTES: Uggh, I typed something with like 550 words that was waayyyy better than this, but I forgot to save it. This works, I guess, but sorry :/
LYRICS: drops of jupiter by train.
CREDIT: mrs. robert downey jr of cv2 ,abbi, or mrs.sherlock holmes @ atf!

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