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Tazenhani · 10-24-2015, 11:41 PM

SPOILER!!: Yup XD

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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack

Hmph.

He knew Dakest was right. But was he going to acknowledge that Dakest was right? Doubtful. But mostly because logic was clearly not the answer right now.

…. Not a fan of personal space breeches? Zander quickly turned to look over at the kid who apparently was not a fan of personal space breeches, just to see him holding up a notebook. Was he not a fan of--Grabbed??? GRABBED??? But Zander only GRABBED because the hand was being HELD OUT TO HIM.

But also, how come not being a fan of personal space breeches made it okay to throw a Head Boy across the forest??? Was Dakest advocating violence here?

But anyways, miscommunication. Clearly what this was. So how come they weren’t free to go? Instead Dakest was taking something out of the— A sash? Isn’t that what got them into this whole mess to begin with??? Not to question your authority Professor, but yeah actually to question your authority Professor… How was a sash supposed to fix things?

So even though he did so a bit reluctantly, the Gryffindor held out his arm. Probably shouldn’t dig himself deeper here, huh?

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Originally Posted by Felixir

Not a fan? Not a fan?

Not a fan was an understatement. Daxton, as a matter of fact, loathed and despised anyone getting in his personal space without his permission, and he was not exactly very forthcoming with providing said permission. As for the Head Baby being a fan of helping people, Daxton did not understand that at all. He glanced curiously across at Zander Adair and then back at Dakest, who was, apparently, still talking. About communication, which had never been one of Daxton's strengths in the slightest.

Wait... an exercise? Daxton narrowed his eyes at the sash that Dakest had produced, and grew incredibly suspicious at his request. He was going to tie their arms together, wasn't he, despite only moments previously mentioning Daxton did not like people getting in his personal space? And even if he was not going to do that, then what good could come out of that request, with a sash being produced and a declaration that they were going to do an exercise?

Daxton glanced again at Zander Adair again, who had already mindlessly followed the instruction, and then at Dakest. For a moment, he looked off across the Entrance Hall towards the stairs, and the way back to the Common Room, and then any other possible exits. After a long moment of consideration, he rifled through his notebook for a pre-written page, right near the start, and held it up so Dakest could read it, while maintaining his distance from Zander again, and holding it up with the hand furthest from the Head Boy and his raised arm.

'Why?'

He was going to be patient. He told himself this and even believed it. Truth was though, that a good deal of his patience had been chipped off from the get go of this debacle. So it really didn't help matters when Prince continued to chip away.

Letting out a breath, Sabel gave the script on the page the briefest consideration before his eyes went up to the boy. "Because I am asking. Unless you would rather detention together?"

Seriously boys, that could be arranged. "I can promise you, it won't be the least bit comfortable."

10-24-2015, 11:41 PM	#21 (permalink)
Tazenhani DMLE & DoM Doxy Join Date: Oct 2009 Posts: 6,150 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amur Neverwinter Fourth Year	~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~ SPOILER!!: Yup XD Quote: Originally Posted by ArianaBlack Hmph. He knew Dakest was right. But was he going to acknowledge that Dakest was right? Doubtful. But mostly because logic was clearly not the answer right now. …. Not a fan of personal space breeches? Zander quickly turned to look over at the kid who apparently was not a fan of personal space breeches, just to see him holding up a notebook. Was he not a fan of--Grabbed??? GRABBED??? But Zander only GRABBED because the hand was being HELD OUT TO HIM. But also, how come not being a fan of personal space breeches made it okay to throw a Head Boy across the forest??? Was Dakest advocating violence here? But anyways, miscommunication. Clearly what this was. So how come they weren’t free to go? Instead Dakest was taking something out of the— A sash? Isn’t that what got them into this whole mess to begin with??? Not to question your authority Professor, but yeah actually to question your authority Professor… How was a sash supposed to fix things? So even though he did so a bit reluctantly, the Gryffindor held out his arm. Probably shouldn’t dig himself deeper here, huh? Quote: Originally Posted by Felixir Not a fan? Not a fan? Not a fan was an understatement. Daxton, as a matter of fact, loathed and despised anyone getting in his personal space without his permission, and he was not exactly very forthcoming with providing said permission. As for the Head Baby being a fan of helping people, Daxton did not understand that at all. He glanced curiously across at Zander Adair and then back at Dakest, who was, apparently, still talking. About communication, which had never been one of Daxton's strengths in the slightest. Wait... an exercise? Daxton narrowed his eyes at the sash that Dakest had produced, and grew incredibly suspicious at his request. He was going to tie their arms together, wasn't he, despite only moments previously mentioning Daxton did not like people getting in his personal space? And even if he was not going to do that, then what good could come out of that request, with a sash being produced and a declaration that they were going to do an exercise? Daxton glanced again at Zander Adair again, who had already mindlessly followed the instruction, and then at Dakest. For a moment, he looked off across the Entrance Hall towards the stairs, and the way back to the Common Room, and then any other possible exits. After a long moment of consideration, he rifled through his notebook for a pre-written page, right near the start, and held it up so Dakest could read it, while maintaining his distance from Zander again, and holding it up with the hand furthest from the Head Boy and his raised arm. 'Why?' He was going to be patient. He told himself this and even believed it. Truth was though, that a good deal of his patience had been chipped off from the get go of this debacle. So it really didn't help matters when Prince continued to chip away. Letting out a breath, Sabel gave the script on the page the briefest consideration before his eyes went up to the boy. "Because I am asking. Unless you would rather detention together?" Seriously boys, that could be arranged. "I can promise you, it won't be the least bit comfortable." __________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________ I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy.