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Repository ☆ Australian Quidditch Team - BeaterCallie
27 year old Halfblood Human ☆ He/Him

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If you were to ask Sean Rhodes how he was doing, he’d say that he was fine. You’d know that he was lying, but if you tried to get more out of him, he’d just deflect. Truthfully though, Sean got better at pretending that he was alright. Day in and day out he forced a smile went about his day. He had avoided the man he loved, after his father found them making out in he locker room, and he missed him. He needed him to feel normal again. 

So why wasn't that possible? Why couldn't Sean be with his secret boyfriend and possibly become a not so secret boyfriend? Why did he have to care what his father thought or felt or demanded of him? He was sick of it; the constant training and expectations that he just couldn't fulfill. 'No Quidditch team would ever take you if anyone found out!' His father had yelled, about him being gay. He just... He couldn't take it anymore. He had already fallen into this deep dark bit of despair that made it nearly impossible to attend class let alone eat or have conversations. He just wanted to be happy doing what he wanted with whomever he wanted. Was that too damn much to ask for? Apparently so.

For the first time in days, Sean left his dorm and made his way around the school, finding the potions closet strangely ajar. His curiosity got the better of him and he walked inside, taking a look around at the many different bottles around. Seeing one named "Dragon Poison" he picked it up, slid it in his pocket, and made his way around until he found the Flinders dormitory, hoping to see Al walk by. After a good half hour of sitting on the ground with his face red from tears, he finally pulled out the potion and drank it.

Every.

Last.

Drop.

Then Sean just sat and awaited his fate..whatever that would be.

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Melbourne ☆ Actress, Princess, Supermum★ LilyCat
25* year old Halfbreed Sorceraic ☆ She/Her

It was another hip-hoppin' day for the girl in her mid-teens with the jet black hair, weird blue eyes, and a constant bounce in her step and song in her heart. Jezebel Blair was also considering what kind of mischief she could concoct for her next special prank, and whether or not she should get the triplets and Stewie in on it. Having all the Blair children finally at Tally was awesome, even if it was probably a headache for the majority of the staff. As the ring-leader, it was only natural to assume that Jez was going to teach them everything she knew, from how to make every class interesting in very unique ways, to the locations of all the secret entrances to the various buildings and dormitories. How did she know? The knowledge had been passed down of course. The girl was the daughter of alumni, and cousin of the Headmaster, both former Spencers.

As she hummed a small tune to herself, despite trying to push her next gig to the back of her mind, as well as next week's filming schedule, the teenager was passing by outside the Kookynie Halls, when she noticed someone sitting in a small hidden alcove. She paused in her steps. Who would be alone here? Was something wrong? She turned on her heel and made her way over.

"Hey there! Everything alright... oh hey Sean!" The other teen was only a year above her own, and they'd known each other since mid her first year, when she'd moved from Penrose to Tally. She bounced closer, a little surprised he hadn't greeted her in return, though she'd noticed a change in him over time more recently. Of course, being the stubborn girl that she was, she had never let his attempts to isolate himself push her away and insisted on spending time with him anyway. It looked like this was going  to be one of those times... except. He wasn't even moving. Didn't even look up to say hello. Her head tilted and she leaned closer.

"Sean... hey, are you asleep?" Jezebel asked, and then glanced at his hand where there was an empty vial. Leaning over, she picked it up and read the label, before her eyes widened and she grabbed him to try and pick him up, giving her friend a shake. "Hey! Wake up! Help!" She called out, and then she began to half-carry, half drag him out into the open before yelling at a nearby person to grab the nurse. This was not good.

 

The next day, the teenager peeked her head into the ward where Sean had been set up. They'd managed to clear him of the poison, but there was still some left over effect from his attempt to end his own life. She'd been allowed to visit now that he was just resting, and she stepped over to sit down on a chair in his room quietly, not really wanting to wake him up. There, she just waited.

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Repository ☆ Australian Quidditch Team - BeaterCallie
27 year old Halfblood Human ☆ He/Him

Time seemed to stand still the moment Sean took the potion. He zoned out looking at the ground, figures walking by on the side of his vision, but he didn't care. He didn't care about anything anymore. If he was gone then the world would be a better place, even Al could find someone whose father wasn't a complete asshole, he was sure of it. The nausea hit just as quickly as the sleepiness but before his eyes closed he could hear the muffled voice of a girl.. Jez. 

No. Nonononono. No one was suppose to find him like that, and especially not her. It was too late though and the last thing he remembered was his name and the slight feeling of being shook. Someone came along and immediately brought him to the hospital where he began throwing up and seizing. Thankfully he would never remember any of that, because honestly it probably felt worse than it looked. They forced an antidote down his throat, plus something to keep him from throwing it up. When he awoke hours later he was immediately surrounded by a nurse, his father, and some others he couldn't quite remember. His dad actually looked worried, which was strange to him. After an initial check to see if his body was recovering, he was left with a counselor to talk, who then thought it was a good idea for his father to leave. It was obvious that he was a part of the problem. 

Sean slept a lot and when he woke up the next day he saw Jez sitting next to him. Immediately he felt like shit and reached his hand out to her. "I'm sorry" he whispered, his voice still pretty weak. He needed her to know that she wasn't suppose to be involved in it, that it wasn't his plan. Then again, he had never really considered who it would be that would find his body once it was suppose to be over and done with.

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Melbourne ☆ Actress, Princess, Supermum★ LilyCat
25* year old Halfbreed Sorceraic ☆ She/Her

The girl couldn't remember if she drifted off or not while sitting near the bed. She'd mostly been allowed to visit because she'd been the one to find him, and because she'd been too stubborn to let him push her away during his recent sullenness. She was pretty much one of his closest friends. There may have also been the fact that she had been entirely stubborn and one did not simply say 'no' to a teenage actress. She knew how to throw one hell of a shitstorm if people even tried. But she was certain that she hadn't been sitting on an angle the last time she opened her eyes, and when she noticed movement from the corner of her eye, the girl jumped and straightened in the chair, before frowning at the man in the bed.

"You should be sorry! What were you thinking?!" Jezebel wanted to punch him in the arm, but he was in a hospital bed, which meant she was going to save it for when he was up and about again, and boy could he bet that he was going to have the biggest bruise for weeks to come. The girl huffed then, however, before clasping Sean's hand and pouting at him, her brows still furrowed. "Why didn't you tell me how you were feeling? I mean... I might have punched you, but then I would have sat down and talked to you about it and maybe you wouldn't have felt like you needed to..." She trailed off with a wince. If she'd been much later, then it would have been too late. She didn't really want to think about that.

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