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 Go for broke
Kyle "Cutter" Ramsay
 Posted: Oct 11 2017, 02:39 AM
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Cutter

Age / 36

Blood Type / Halfblood

Hometown / London, England

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Author Alias / Cutter

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Cutter had left the school that night and took a portkey back home to reach shops while they were open. He needed to get her attention, everything inside him screamed to win her over. He couldn't pick a favourite animal out of her thoughts, he figured that something cute would suffice for the gifts he could give her. The Auror spent every last knut he had on the various things he believed would sway Amelle's feeling towards him. A few moments of confusion slapped him in the face, as if trying to wake him from a nightmare without success. He had to have her and this had to work.

With everything he'd purchased carefully packed away inside a truck, magically enhanced with a much larger interior, he returned to the school and broke into Nicchi's office. He spent the entire night setting up dozens of vases filled with red roses, all over her her desk, and even the floor, leaving a path to her chair. Sitting in the seat was a massive six foot tall, white plush bunny with a giant pink bow wrapped around it's neck. He scattered several more, much smaller stuffed rabbits all over her office, some of which were hugging the flower pots.

Another moment of hesitation struck him. Cutter's mind fogged over as he struggled to consider his next move. Does he wait in the office to see her expression? To be there when Amelle falls head over heels for him and he can finally take her in his arms? His eyes were growing heavy and he knew he couldn't stay in her office. There was more work to do!

Pink and white rose petals were quickly strewn about the room and a single box of high quality assorted chocolates, was placed on the desk in her immediate work space. On top, he placed a hand written note.
You are forever in my thoughts. Cutter

With that, he left the office, locked it back up and retired for the rest of the night. He would see her when he woke up.


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Amelle Nicchi
 Posted: Oct 11 2017, 07:18 PM
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Age / 27

Blood Type / Pureblood

Hometown / Staten Island

Forever Single / my glass of wine

Author Alias / Sarah/Kiva

Timezone/ EST

Post Count/ 66







Amelle had spent her evening catching up with Lyall as they did every evening together. That also meant that she had to explain to him that Cutter had randomly come into her office and asked her to be with him. She had to explain to him just how intense the look on his face was and the sheer desperation in his eyes. It had scared her. She couldn’t exactly explain it because she wasn’t scared of him so much as the emotion behind his words. There was something happening that she couldn’t explain and it was freaking her out.

Lyall seemed upset about everything, which she couldn’t really blame him, but she promised that she was okay and that if anything else happened, she would go to him about it. She left him and had a pretty sleepless night trying to get over everything that day. She hadn’t told Lyall about the part where Cutter swore she would love him, but she had been hoping that she had just misheard him and everything would go back to normal the following morning.

And then she got into work that morning and everything went to hell again.

She stood in her office doorway staring wide-eyed and mouth agape at the horror that was now her office. Her office had been broken into and someone had left roses and small bunnies everywhere, including a giant one sitting on her chair. She hesitated as she walked into her office, careful to not step on anything as she made her way to her desk. There was a box of chocolates and a written note. Her stomach dropped when she read the name on it. She had been hoping (praying) that it had just been Lyall trying to cheer her up. A little creepy and overdone, but she would have been happy if it were him.

The sound at the doorway startled her enough that she let out small scream and whirled around, her wand already in hand as a precaution.

Kyle "Cutter" Ramsay
Lyall Blair

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Lyall Blair
 Posted: Oct 11 2017, 08:01 PM
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Age / 27, Born May 4th (Taurus)

Blood Type / Pureblood

Hometown / Inverness, Scotland

Taken / The Cute School Counselor

Author Alias / Nieve/Aeryn

Timezone/ Pacific Standard Time

Post Count/ 30







As much as Lyall tried to take the news well it was not news he was all too happy to hear. At all. He didn’t blame Amelle, no, nor could he bring himself to resent her being utterly charming. That would be ludicrous. Where Amelle’s own actions were concerned he was sincerely grateful for her ability to not aggravate and escalate a situation, and begrudgingly thankful that Cutter seemed to want to woo her than over power her. It was then that he felt the adrenaline surge through his veins in levels he had never experienced. Not much later he noticed Amelle’s reaction to his reaction, making him feel even worse.

In no position to fully explain just what his feelings were about this situation, he was afraid he had left her feeling unsure. God, that was the last thing he wanted to do. Although he had reassured her that she did the right thing and reminded her several times to call for him, by owl, by patronus, by whatever means necessary if she found herself in the same situation or a situation similar enough to escalate to one again, but he felt the need to check on her in person.

Was this overstepping his bounds? He really didn’t mean to be pushy. He wasn’t being pushy right? But Cutter, oh yes, Cutter was being pushy, so it made sense that he’d want to check in. The previous night had gone well even after their discussion, their time together hadn’t been ruined, but would she want him acting as guard dog? He was interrupted from warring with himself over the do’s and don’ts of relationships when he heard Amelle’s scream. Blood running cold, he turned the corner faster than was necessary, practically bounding into her office and almost knocking into the counselor herself.

He was about to inquire what the problem was, not registering a threat immediately, until he noticed the. . . everything. Not just her desk, not just her walls, floors, quills, ink pots, just- all of it. He looked at the office, mouth open in astonishment, not realizing Amelle had something immediately. He closed his mooth and reached very slowly around to the small of her back so as to half hug her. “Sorry. Sorry, I missed that. What-“ about to ask what she had said, the words that fell out were “what happened here?”

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Amelle Nicchi
 Posted: Oct 11 2017, 09:27 PM
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Age / 27

Blood Type / Pureblood

Hometown / Staten Island

Forever Single / my glass of wine

Author Alias / Sarah/Kiva

Timezone/ EST

Post Count/ 66







The door had opened wider and had knocked one of the vase of roses over, smashing the vase and startling Amelle causing her to scream and her heart to thud painfully up into her throat. She felt a little stupid for having gotten so scared that she had screamed, but she didn’t know how else to be. She was scared. He broke into her office and left all of this for her. It was like he was obsessed or something. It was terrifying. She read about these things happening in the paper or in whatever book she might be reading that month, but it didn’t happen to her. Not to her. She was the woman who was always cheated on because men found her boring and the other women caught their attention, reminding them of the fact that there was better out there.

She didn’t know how to handle this. Did she call someone? But who? Cutter was an Auror, his friends would just cover for him. What was she supposed to do? She could go to Kiva, maybe? But Kiva needed him to help with the bully stuff. This could wait, right? She would be okay…

Lyall’s handsome face entered her vision, nearly knocking into her. The look on his face… Amelle didn’t realize how stiff with tension she had been until Lyall’s presence had a visible effect on her and she relaxed a little. “The vase fell and scared me.” She explained, though she didn’t think Lyall was listening based on his reaction to the room. She let out a soft, almost relieved, laugh when he asked her what happened and leaned into his hug. She wrapped her arms around him, not caring for the moment that they were at work. She just needed the comfort.

“I...I don’t know. Cutter got in and left...all of this.” Amelle explained, pulling back a bit. “I think he snapped or something. Needs help. This isn’t normal behavior.”

OOC: Cutter said he'll jump in whenever we want. So, let him know if you want him in now or if you want to reply first, Lyall.

Lyall Blair
Kyle "Cutter" Ramsay

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Lyall Blair
 Posted: Oct 13 2017, 01:10 AM
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Age / 27, Born May 4th (Taurus)

Blood Type / Pureblood

Hometown / Inverness, Scotland

Taken / The Cute School Counselor

Author Alias / Nieve/Aeryn

Timezone/ Pacific Standard Time

Post Count/ 30







Well," Lyall conceded, holding Amelle a little tighter as she leaned in. "at least it was just the vase." He glared at the offensive mess on the floor. His grip tightened further and raised, pressing her closer to him. "He broke in." It was a question and yet the truth in the statement was apparent as soon as the words were out there. "That's inexcusable; I'll set him straight."

“Snapped” Lyall repeated, snapping his head around to Amelle “Snapped how?” She continued, noting the strangeness of his behavior. “This can’t go on. We’ll proceed in whatever manner you think best but we should use caution. He can’t abuse his skill set and break into your office, corner you, frighten you.”

“Do you feel comfortable staying here, cleaning up? I can see you somewhere else and take care of it if you prefer. Just tell me, we can deal with it however you want.” He cradled her face, and leaned in pressing a kiss to her forehead before wrapping her in a firm hug. “Everything will be okay.”

No sooner had they agreed on how to go about things then the person in question appeared. Lyall, closest to the door, pushed Amelle further behind him.

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Kyle "Cutter" Ramsay
 Posted: Oct 13 2017, 01:44 PM
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Cutter

Age / 36

Blood Type / Halfblood

Hometown / London, England

Single /

Author Alias / Cutter

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Post Count/ 28







Cutter's dreams struggled to give him a message, but he missed the entire point of it. He watched a man behave like a lovesick lunatic, with an unacceptable level of obsession. The Auror had to stop him, as he was reaching dangerous conclusions to harm others and possibly himself in the process. The fear surrounding them was thick, Cutter found himself transfiguring the simple steel bracelets on his wrists into long swords, where he could slice his way through to the offending man. The fog of fear and obsession consumed the Auror before he could reach his target and protect the woman. He had failed.

Cutter woke up in a sweat, his heart thud hard in his chest as he attempted to catch his breath. He still needed to see her. The fog clouding his mind swirled to reveal brief moments of sanity, but not long enough to offer any real relief from the obsession. One foot in front of the other, he needed to see if his plan worked, to win over the gorgeous councilor. As the Auror reached the doorway, his chest twisted at the sight of his beloved, in the arms of another man. Not again. Oh, Merlin, not again.
His dark gaze shifted between the pair, as "the boyfriend" took on a protective stance, attempting to shield Amelle from him.

"It wasn't enough?" Cutter's voice was rough and pained. His past mingled with the fog in his brain, the agony ripped through his entire body.
"You wish to take her away from me?" He growled at the man as his emerald orbs glossed over with soul crushing tears of anger. Every muscle shivered as he stepped closer to the pair, his head twitched suddenly as a headache rattled through his skull. Something wasn't right.
"Please don't hurt me again..." He whispered, his gaze locked onto the source of his obsession.


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Lyall Blair

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Amelle Nicchi
 Posted: Oct 16 2017, 07:18 PM
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Age / 27

Blood Type / Pureblood

Hometown / Staten Island

Forever Single / my glass of wine

Author Alias / Sarah/Kiva

Timezone/ EST

Post Count/ 66







“No, of course not.” Amelle agreed when Lyall said that this couldn’t go on or that Cutter shouldn’t abuse his knowledge with the Auror Department to go breaking into her office. It was frightening knowing how easily he had done this. He obviously had the know-how but she never really thought much about what people could or couldn’t do and now that she was smack in the middle of it, she was scared. Cutter was not an innocent looking person and yes that was being judgmental, but… “I’ll talk to Kiva and Lucrezia about what’s happening. Maybe, they’ll know how to handle this.”

Amelle smiled softly to Lyall as he tried to comfort her and take some of the stress of what was happening off of her. “No, you have class to get to soon. I’ll have some of the house elves help me. I’m sure the flowers can be put to use somewhere else.” Amelle stated thoughtfully. Just as she finished speaking the person responsible entered into the room and Lyall not so subtly took a stance between them. She wasn’t all that upset over his move either.

She studied him carefully as he took in the scene. His reactions… his tears, his words… something was wrong. He was wrong. He had some sort of mental breakdown. Maybe working at the school had triggered some sort of memory for him and his mind just couldn’t handle it? “Cutter.” Amelle said, her voice soft as she addressed him. “Auror Ramsay.” She addressed him again, this time using his official name. “Do you know where you are? Who I am? I think, I think you have me confused with someone else.”

Lyall Blair
Kyle "Cutter" Ramsay

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Lyall Blair
 Posted: Oct 18 2017, 04:38 AM
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Age / 27, Born May 4th (Taurus)

Blood Type / Pureblood

Hometown / Inverness, Scotland

Taken / The Cute School Counselor

Author Alias / Nieve/Aeryn

Timezone/ Pacific Standard Time

Post Count/ 30







Lyall was torn between getting to class, as Amelle reminded him, and staying anyway. He was relieved that Amelle planned on getting the house elves to help her, happy to not have her unaccompanied until Kiva and Lucrezia were brought up to speed on the strange dealings with Cutter. Still, the way she managed to think about the flowers being put to some use was utterly endearing. Brushing her cheek, he tucked a loose strand of hair back. The moment was interrupted by a grieved voice asking “It wasn’t enough?”

Cutter. “She’s not yours to take, She’s no one’s but her own, and she has chosen to be with me.” If Lyall were completely, one hundred percent honest with himself, there was a part of him that also wanted to stake his claim and call Amelle his, if he were hers back. That last part made all the difference in his subconscious. Standing between Amelle and the newcomer, Lyall noticed the crazed look in his eyes. Anger was evident but something else, something far more removed from any sane emotion was there mixed in with the tears.

As much as the Neanderthal part of his brain wanted to keep Amelle and Cutter apart, he stepped to the side just enough for Amelle to address Cutter herself. The shudders were worrying and he was tempted to block Amelle from view but restrained himself. Even knowing it was petty Lyall still couldn’t help the small feeling of triumph when Amelle addressed Cutter formally. Her words did nothing to reassure him though. Was Cutter really deranged?

That synched it. If Cutter approached he wouldn’t hesitate.

Kyle "Cutter" Ramsay
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Kyle "Cutter" Ramsay
 Posted: Oct 18 2017, 01:20 PM
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Cutter

Age / 36

Blood Type / Halfblood

Hometown / London, England

Single /

Author Alias / Cutter

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Not his to take? Chosen to be with him? Was Cutter so awful that she would run to another man's arms while his back was turned? Wait, no, something wasn't right about any of this. The potion coursing through his body messed with deeply buried memories and rusted away the locks which secured his real feelings. The raw rage he had contained that night he found them. Cutter didn't know how he found the strength to walk away, when every instinct wanted blood to ease his pain.

His name was a plea. His work name was an attempt to pull him back into reality. Where was he? His head twitched again, his gaze moved around the room to take it all in. Flowers, fluffy bunnies, none of it seemed familiar. Cutter didn't like the fog in his brain, it felt like an attack on him. But who was responsible? Was it them? The pair in front of him appeared just as confused as he was. His mouth opened to answer, but nothing came out. Had someone cast an Imperius curse on him? Not them, they seemed too nice to be capable of such a spell. Fight it. Fight everything until the fog lifted! No one casts that crap on him. No ONE.

Cutter attempted a step forward, but his leg swung around behind him. He grabbed the side of his head and closed his eyes, tears squeezed out and leapt down his cheeks. He doesn't bloody cry!? The Auror stumbled backwards into the door frame.
"Mia... why?" No, he wanted Amelle, didn't he? His back slid passed the door frame, he grabbed both sides of his head to attempt to rip out the fog in his brain. Cutter couldn't break his fall. The back of his head smacked against the stone floor and his massive body went limp.


Amelle Nicchi
Lyall Blair

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Amelle Nicchi
 Posted: Oct 18 2017, 07:57 PM
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Age / 27

Blood Type / Pureblood

Hometown / Staten Island

Forever Single / my glass of wine

Author Alias / Sarah/Kiva

Timezone/ EST

Post Count/ 66







Although she was quite anxious over the sight of Kyle Ramsay, Amelle couldn’t help the flutter of adoration that flooded into her when Lyall declared that she was no one’s and that she had chosen him. The fact that he hadn’t used her in terms of possession meant something to her. It was hard to not use possessive terms when it comes to people who were dating but as they were currently dealing with a man who seemed obsessed that a possessive term might set him off more.

She was glad that Lyall was here with her so that she didn’t have to face Ramsay completely on her own. As much as she wanted to help him, he was still a large man who was capable of who knew what being an Auror. She would have no chance if put up against him physically and Amelle did not want her office to become a place that she felt unsafe.

There seemed to be a change in him when she said his name and he grabbed his head, retreating from them. Was he cursed? Was that what was wrong? Maybe one of the kids who he was trying to catch on the bullying was trying to get back at him? Amelle moved from around Lyall as Cutter bumped into the doorframe, but before she could do anything to help him, Cutter fell hard. She heard the crack against the granite floor of the castle and winced as she ran to him. “Cutter?” She called out, dropping to her knees beside him.

“Lyall, he’s hurt. Get some help!” She cried out, panicking over the fact that the school’s temporary Auror had just knocked himself cold outside of her office.

Lyall Blair
Kyle "Cutter" Ramsay

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Lyall Blair
 Posted: Oct 18 2017, 11:39 PM
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Age / 27, Born May 4th (Taurus)

Blood Type / Pureblood

Hometown / Inverness, Scotland

Taken / The Cute School Counselor

Author Alias / Nieve/Aeryn

Timezone/ Pacific Standard Time

Post Count/ 30







True to his word, Lyall didn’t hesitate. The moment Cutter fell he rushed forward, closely behind Amelle, hovering over the opposite side. “Lyall, he’s hurt. Get some help!” came Amelle’s frantic exclamation, but before sending a patronus off he did a quick pulse check and made sure the auror was still breathing. “Don’t worry,” he said, rising to cast the patronus, “he’ll be fine.”

The wisps took shape, and a large brown hare appeared, awaiting orders. “Find a medic and bring them here immediately. After, relay this message to Kiva: ‘Auror Ramsay has fallen and is currently unconscious. He, Amelle and I are currently in Amelle’s office but will likely move to the hospital wing when help gets here.’” With the hare on its way Lyall returned to Amelle and the unconscious Cutter. “We shouldn’t try to move him, we don’t know if we’ll hurt him further.”

Lyall took a moment to breathe deeply. He was good under pressure, but that didn’t mean after the initial aftercare he didn’t feel a bit worn out even in normal situations. This was far from normal. What had happened? Cutter had seemed utterly distressed, but not for the obvious reasons. He had been shaking his head, and in pain, as if he were fighting something inside him. “Do you think his ‘snapping’ could have been induced by something?”

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