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ArianaBlack · 11-09-2015, 01:31 AM

SPOILER!!: sorry for the delay, but we're down to play (excuse the rhyme that was not intentional)

Quote:

Originally Posted by Felixir

Daxton had seen it coming - any idiot would have, though he was certainly no idiot - but that did not mean he was happy with the conversation in the slightest. While Dakest used the sash to link their arms, Daxton gritted his teeth hard and looked off in another direction entirely. He could not help but tense up - Dakest was too close too close too close and he did not like it one bit - and even when the man stepped away the Ravenclaw did not relax, not one iota. The only redeeming part of this was that the sash was not tied with magic, so he would be able to get himself free at any moment, and he fully intended that moment to be soon.

While Dakest spoke, Daxton kept his gaze fixed at a point away from either him or the Head Boy, his jaw set, chest visibly rising and falling as he took deep, steadying breaths. Calm, he needed to remain calm. Nobody could see him not calm, not if he could help it.

Daxton lowered his arm again, the movement sharp and deliberate, intended to jerk the older boy's hand as uncomfortably as possible, as it was all his fault they were in this situation in the first place, and now he was trapped, tied to him. He hated this. He hated him.

An obstacle course while tied together? Yes, because that was so smart. Not dangerous at all. Surely there were some sort of health and safety regulations that were being breached here, breached along with Daxton's precious personal space.

Daxton had been trying to tune them both out, to forget they were there, to zone out entirely. It was the only way he thought he would be able to get through that stupid obstacle course with this Gryffindor attached to his arm, but he was unable to ignore the sash tied around his wrist. Daxton looked down at it now, and while the Head Baby asked his stupid question (except not that stupid, because Daxton wanted to know the answer too, but he was not about to admit it), he tugged at the material, trying to loosen it, to free his wrist up just a little, and to make sure he could get it off when the opportunity eventually arose, make it easier to slip away.

Still he did not acknowledge Professor Dakest or Head Boy Zander Adair, but he absolutely took the opportunity to give the sash a good jerk a couple of times, to make his frustration regarding the matter well known, while not affording either of them his direct attention. It was clearly not a tug that signalled for the older boy to come closer, but a sign of Daxton's deep displeasure, expressed in the only way he knew how, much like when he had shoved Adair not too long ago.

What, exactly, was the point in any of this? That may have been Daxton's question, but he was ignoring Dakest now, and would not allow himself to ask anything.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Tazenhani

Merlin, by the way both boys were reacting an observer would have thought he had told them the sash would never come off and they would have to live together, like this, for the rest of their lives. The obstacle course wasn't even up the moving staircase, how much of a bonus was that?

Finishing with his handiwork, Sabel stepped back and considered the two of them, his gaze finally resting on Adair as he spoke. "Don't believe I gave that as an option to you." Really, it wasn't impossible, just a bit tricky. Something both these kids needed to wrap their heads around.

While he had thought to leave the exercise to trust, and let the boys work out their differences without the watchful gaze of a Professor, Sabel quickly had other ideas when Prince started tugging and jerking at the sash. "Let's go. The sooner this is done, the sooner you two can go on your own ways." And sulk.

Turning, Sabel started them off towards the practice room.

Zander wasn’t a super observant guy, but he could definitely tell that Daxton wasn’t a fan of this set up. Quite frankly, neither was Zander. Except the Gryffindor was trying not to cause anymore trouble. Didn’t need their legs to be bound together too. Honestly, what was Professor Dakest trying to accomplish here because it wasn’t—AH.

Whatever. It was fine. The jerking was fine. Zander wasn’t going to think anything of it.

… Not an option. K. Zander had figured as much, but still… The answer wasn’t helpful. It just meant they didn’t really have a choice. There wasn’t any way of—AH!

REALLY, AGAIN????

WHAT WAS THAT FOR?

The Gryffindor turned his head sharply to give Daxton Prince a “WHAT THE HECK?” kind of look. Okay, this was DEFINITELY intention. Did Professor D see this?? THE TUGGING??? Now did he think this was such a great idea? Because honestly, they’d be lucky if ANYONE made it out of that obstacle course alive. By the time Zander and Daxton got through it, the seventh year was sure the entirety of Hogwarts would’ve fallen apart.

Seeing the Professor turn around, Zander turned again to squint at the boy again modeling one of those ‘WHAT THE HECK’ kind of looks before stepping forward. Daxton was coming, right? Because Zander wasn’t going to stop and wait. He wanted to get this thing over with as soon as possible.

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ArianaBlack Assistant Forum Manager Quibbler & Newbie Mod Ashwinder Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: #6e5f57 \|#ff5470 Posts: 13,710 Hogwarts RPG Name: Alfie Adair Hufflepuff Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Laini Gracae-Ryans Slytherin Second Year x10 x1	doesn't proofread tweets \| #wrongaboutcereal \| #siriusly? \| emo to the extremo SPOILER!!: sorry for the delay, but we're down to play (excuse the rhyme that was not intentional) Quote: Originally Posted by Felixir Daxton had seen it coming - any idiot would have, though he was certainly no idiot - but that did not mean he was happy with the conversation in the slightest. While Dakest used the sash to link their arms, Daxton gritted his teeth hard and looked off in another direction entirely. He could not help but tense up - Dakest was too close too close too close and he did not like it one bit - and even when the man stepped away the Ravenclaw did not relax, not one iota. The only redeeming part of this was that the sash was not tied with magic, so he would be able to get himself free at any moment, and he fully intended that moment to be soon. While Dakest spoke, Daxton kept his gaze fixed at a point away from either him or the Head Boy, his jaw set, chest visibly rising and falling as he took deep, steadying breaths. Calm, he needed to remain calm. Nobody could see him not calm, not if he could help it. Daxton lowered his arm again, the movement sharp and deliberate, intended to jerk the older boy's hand as uncomfortably as possible, as it was all his fault they were in this situation in the first place, and now he was trapped, tied to him. He hated this. He hated him. An obstacle course while tied together? Yes, because that was so smart. Not dangerous at all. Surely there were some sort of health and safety regulations that were being breached here, breached along with Daxton's precious personal space. Daxton had been trying to tune them both out, to forget they were there, to zone out entirely. It was the only way he thought he would be able to get through that stupid obstacle course with this Gryffindor attached to his arm, but he was unable to ignore the sash tied around his wrist. Daxton looked down at it now, and while the Head Baby asked his stupid question (except not that stupid, because Daxton wanted to know the answer too, but he was not about to admit it), he tugged at the material, trying to loosen it, to free his wrist up just a little, and to make sure he could get it off when the opportunity eventually arose, make it easier to slip away. Still he did not acknowledge Professor Dakest or Head Boy Zander Adair, but he absolutely took the opportunity to give the sash a good jerk a couple of times, to make his frustration regarding the matter well known, while not affording either of them his direct attention. It was clearly not a tug that signalled for the older boy to come closer, but a sign of Daxton's deep displeasure, expressed in the only way he knew how, much like when he had shoved Adair not too long ago. What, exactly, was the point in any of this? That may have been Daxton's question, but he was ignoring Dakest now, and would not allow himself to ask anything. Quote: Originally Posted by Tazenhani Merlin, by the way both boys were reacting an observer would have thought he had told them the sash would never come off and they would have to live together, like this, for the rest of their lives. The obstacle course wasn't even up the moving staircase, how much of a bonus was that? Finishing with his handiwork, Sabel stepped back and considered the two of them, his gaze finally resting on Adair as he spoke. "Don't believe I gave that as an option to you." Really, it wasn't impossible, just a bit tricky. Something both these kids needed to wrap their heads around. While he had thought to leave the exercise to trust, and let the boys work out their differences without the watchful gaze of a Professor, Sabel quickly had other ideas when Prince started tugging and jerking at the sash. "Let's go. The sooner this is done, the sooner you two can go on your own ways." And sulk. Turning, Sabel started them off towards the practice room. Zander wasn’t a super observant guy, but he could definitely tell that Daxton wasn’t a fan of this set up. Quite frankly, neither was Zander. Except the Gryffindor was trying not to cause anymore trouble. Didn’t need their legs to be bound together too. Honestly, what was Professor Dakest trying to accomplish here because it wasn’t—AH. Whatever. It was fine. The jerking was fine. Zander wasn’t going to think anything of it. … Not an option. K. Zander had figured as much, but still… The answer wasn’t helpful. It just meant they didn’t really have a choice. There wasn’t any way of—AH! REALLY, AGAIN???? WHAT WAS THAT FOR? The Gryffindor turned his head sharply to give Daxton Prince a “WHAT THE HECK?” kind of look. Okay, this was DEFINITELY intention. Did Professor D see this?? THE TUGGING??? Now did he think this was such a great idea? Because honestly, they’d be lucky if ANYONE made it out of that obstacle course alive. By the time Zander and Daxton got through it, the seventh year was sure the entirety of Hogwarts would’ve fallen apart. Seeing the Professor turn around, Zander turned again to squint at the boy again modeling one of those ‘WHAT THE HECK’ kind of looks before stepping forward. Daxton was coming, right? Because Zander wasn’t going to stop and wait. He wanted to get this thing over with as soon as possible. __________________ Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You? You are Lemon!