Jen Gibbon (floonthego) wrote in valesco,
@ 2008-07-31 00:56:00

[WHO?] Hippocrates Smethwyck and Florence Gibbon
[WHEN?] Backdated to the McKinnon Murder night. :'[
[WHERE?] Florence's apartment.
[WHY?] Cry fest.
[RATING?] PG-13

Florence apparated back to her flat after spending about a half hour with Estella and Jacob. She had been hoping to distract herself from the tears and she had brought her journal with her, just in case she had gotten that response from Smeth. Who had been closer Marlene in these past few years. It still hit close to home. She had been close to Marlene through the years of Hogwarts and they had graduated together. It was harsh. She heaved a huge sigh and let a few tears slip out of her eyes when she got home. She'd never show her nephew that she was upset. She kept her door locked.

She scrubbed her hand over her face and paced the floor as she waited for him to arrive. A few more tears slipped out and she tried to bank the oncoming panic attack. A few shaky breathes were released and she banked it for the time being. She went to the Judas hole when there was a knock on her door. "Smeth?" she called out tentaviely.

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smethy
2008-07-31 07:24 am UTC (link)

It had been a night like any other night. Smeth had been hanging in his flat with his friend, Ed Bones, whom he hadn't seen in awhile. He had been idly fiddling with the wireless while both men chatted, catching each other up, when the music station had abruptly stopped. Both men froze in disbelief, then Ed had stood up. His veins constricting, Smeth watched Marlie's cousin rush out to find out what the hell had just happened. It hadn't been a sick joke or a mistake. Marlie McKinnon, the petite firecracker, the one who had a sweet, hilarious, wonderful friend for so many years, really was gone, and the rest of her family. Matt McKinnon had been one his allies at St. Mungo's.

Tears forming in his eyes, Smeth consulted his journal and was met with similarly angry and shocked reaction as his friends. Most of all, he was infuriated at the apparent lack of "information" about the murders. How long would it take for their Ministry to admit this was all You-Know-Who's business? Brushing the tears away from his eyes, he grabbed his cloak, and headed out. He needed to see someone. He needed to see Jen.

Turning on the spot, he Apparated to Jen's flat, and knocked on the door. He knew that while he had been closer to Marlie, Jen had also been good friends with her as well. "It's me," he responded, his voice cracking. "Can I come in?"

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floonthego
2008-07-31 07:35 am UTC (link)

Florence unbolted several locks at once, "Of course you can come in," her own voice cracking, "I just want to make sure it's you," she opened the door and flung her arms around him. She hugged him tightly. Her hair was messy and her eyes were beginning to get puffy. She didn't care at this point. Smeth had seen her at her worst and at the moment she was mentally, at her lowest.

"Oh Smeth," she squeaked out and let go of him quickly. She ushered him in quickly and looking around before she closed the door, re-bolted all of the doors. "When you want to leave you can just Apparate directly out of my flat. I don't want any chances." She chewed on her lower lip and decided against the bottle of wine she had in the fridge. Depression and alcohol never mixed.

She looked up at him and tried to not to completely break down. For the first time since her sixth year she hadn't bothered with make-up or her silk blouses and black slacks and heels. It seemed silly. Instead, tonight, and tonight only, she opted for a baggy t-shirt, sweatpants and bare feet. She wiped a stray tear off of his cheek.

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smethy
2008-08-02 07:51 am UTC (link)

Smeth held her closer, just... He just needed the human contact, he needed the familiar touch of Jen. He rested his chin on top of her head for a good, long minute, then he took her hand and led her to the couch, where he rested his head on her shoulder, and sat there for another good, long minute. The silence didn't feel awkward at all, it felt comfortable, as he tried to steady his erratic breathing. Finally, he spoke.

"What infuriates me is that they claim that they need more evidence," he said, swallowing hard. "It's bullshit - it's - it's... I mean, I get that they're scared to say that You-Know-Who was behind this and I mean, I know that Melinda was the most outspoken of them all, but to kill the entire family, it's just..." He had to pause to stop his rambling, and instead, took Jen's hand. "I mean... what does this mean now? What's going to happen?"

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floonthego
2008-08-02 08:03 am UTC (link)

When he raised his head from her shoulder, she took her turn. She took several deep breaths before she responded to him. She had kept silent during his small speech. "I don't know what it means love," she squeezed his hand gently. She took that moment to wrap her free hand loosely around his middle. She was trying not to break down and just sob. A few tears spilled out over her eyelashes.

"I've been gone so long. I grew so far apart from everyone when I left. I barely owled anyone," her voice cracked on owling. "It was the kid's birthdays while I was gone mainly. I feel like I should've spent more time with Marlie. That I should spend more time with everyone." She raised her head up to look at him with watery blue eyes.

"I think what it's going to mean is for the person individually. I think for me it means that I'm going to hold those dear to me a little closer and try to keep up with my friends a little more." She stroked her thumb across the top of his hand and kissed him lightly on the lips.

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smethy
2008-08-09 08:41 am UTC (link)

Smeth's hold on Jen tightened and he returned the kiss, before he let out a sigh and pressed his nose briefly against her own soft cheek. The longer he was with her, the more calm he felt, for her familiar touch, her familiar scent... it was soothing, it was... familiar. "I feel like I should have spend more time with her too, but I guess since I was busy with my internship, and her with her rising acting career... It was inevitable." Another sigh.

"I think you're right. I mean, I know it's virtually impossible to try and appreciate everyone every single moment of every single day, I think I'm going to try. I think... I think Marlie would have wanted us to do so."

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floonthego
2008-08-09 08:51 am UTC (link)

She buried her face into his neck softly. "Marlie wouldn't have wanted us to mope like this about her. I know that much is true." Her arms wrapped easily around his middle. It was amazing what happened in a time of crisis. "I don't want to be alone tonight," she whispered softly as she tried to keep the tears in check. She hated crying and she hated crying on someone else's shoulder. She chewed on her lower lip for a moment accidently grazing her teeth against his neck, "Would you stay with me? You don't have to stay in my bed or anything. Just...somewhere. The couch or something. Just so I know someone else is here and I'm not alone? Please?" She wouldn't use her eyes on him, it wasn't fair. So Jen didn't look up at him at that exact moment. It was a decision she wanted him to make on his own. She would understand perfectly if he said no. There was way too much that they both needed to heal in their relationship and she wouldn't hold it against him. She sniffled for a moment and held onto him a little more tightly, hugging him. The smell of him invading her senses as she calmed down.

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