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Jezabel Black · 10-27-2011, 06:26 AM

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Originally Posted by EastonionNW

Nate was too busy watching Jez in awe to notice the dummy two feet away from him. "Oh, right!" he said, snapping back to reality. He turned on another dummy: the one Jez had blocked wasn't intelligent enough to back up a bit and simply walk around the shield charm. Nate contemplated his next move. Unpredictable, spontaneous... he riffed in his head, trying to find a new jinx, hex, or curse to use. "Diffindo!" he yelled, flicking his wand at a close and advancing dummy, which slowed rapidly and then fell to bits upon being hit by the charm. As he whirled back around, a dummy was just beginning to generate sparks on its hand. "Aguamenti!" Nate said reactively, dousing the sparks in a conceited, superior manner. Don't get cocky... he told himself, realizing that cockiness could get him killed in a real situation like this. As he backed up, he ran into Jez and jumped a few inches off of the ground. "Aagh!"

"Watch it!" yelled Jez, jumping too as Nate ran into her and then screamed like a girl. But she was smiling as she faced him. "First rule of a fight - watch your back. Second rule - watch your teammates. Third rule -" Jez pointed her wand over Nate's shoulder at an approaching dummy. "Protego!" The dummy was left trying to find a way around the invisible wall. Dumb dummies. Jez grinned at Nate from under her too-long fringe. "Watch your opponents." Keegan had taught her those rules, back when she was learning street fighting. In a street fight, there are no real rules. There are no fouls or replays. All that matters is how much pain you can tolerate. Winning is walking away alive. Losing ... let's just say you don't want to lose.
Jez remembered the Muggle children who used to bully her about her magic. The girls would whisper and giggle and exclude her, but she didn't mind that. The boys would corner her after their school was finished - the Blacks had private tutors - and beat her up. Keegan had fought battles against boys way older than himself to protect Jez. Jez herself had fought dirty. She was usually the person who won. Keegan always praised her when she stood up for herself.
Jez gritted her teeth. Keegan was the reason she was here. She didn't want to think about him. "Incendio!" she shouted, sending flames licking up a nearby dummy. Funny. Pain seemed to make magic work better.

10-27-2011, 06:26 AM	#507 (permalink)
Jezabel Black Puffskein Join Date: Aug 2011 Location: Australia - GMT +10 Posts: 2,075 Hogwarts RPG Name: Adelaide Kettle First Year	Don't Cross the Book \| who turned out the \| Lights Lennox Quote: Originally Posted by EastonionNW Nate was too busy watching Jez in awe to notice the dummy two feet away from him. "Oh, right!" he said, snapping back to reality. He turned on another dummy: the one Jez had blocked wasn't intelligent enough to back up a bit and simply walk around the shield charm. Nate contemplated his next move. Unpredictable, spontaneous... he riffed in his head, trying to find a new jinx, hex, or curse to use. "Diffindo!" he yelled, flicking his wand at a close and advancing dummy, which slowed rapidly and then fell to bits upon being hit by the charm. As he whirled back around, a dummy was just beginning to generate sparks on its hand. "Aguamenti!" Nate said reactively, dousing the sparks in a conceited, superior manner. Don't get cocky... he told himself, realizing that cockiness could get him killed in a real situation like this. As he backed up, he ran into Jez and jumped a few inches off of the ground. "Aagh!" "Watch it!" yelled Jez, jumping too as Nate ran into her and then screamed like a girl. But she was smiling as she faced him. "First rule of a fight - watch your back. Second rule - watch your teammates. Third rule -" Jez pointed her wand over Nate's shoulder at an approaching dummy. "Protego!" The dummy was left trying to find a way around the invisible wall. Dumb dummies. Jez grinned at Nate from under her too-long fringe. "Watch your opponents." Keegan had taught her those rules, back when she was learning street fighting. In a street fight, there are no real rules. There are no fouls or replays. All that matters is how much pain you can tolerate. Winning is walking away alive. Losing ... let's just say you don't want to lose. Jez remembered the Muggle children who used to bully her about her magic. The girls would whisper and giggle and exclude her, but she didn't mind that. The boys would corner her after their school was finished - the Blacks had private tutors - and beat her up. Keegan had fought battles against boys way older than himself to protect Jez. Jez herself had fought dirty. She was usually the person who won. Keegan always praised her when she stood up for herself. Jez gritted her teeth. Keegan was the reason she was here. She didn't want to think about him. "Incendio!" she shouted, sending flames licking up a nearby dummy. Funny. Pain seemed to make magic work better. __________________ ... PERCEPTIVE ... ALOOF ... PHILOSOPHICAL ...