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*PhoenixRising* · 02-06-2020, 01:41 PM

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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

So much for continuing on with their work. While some students had managed (with quite a bit of success to the point it seemed they hadn't noticed at all) to ignore Slytherin, there were others who were now clearly and heavily distracted.

Like Ryan.

"Remain calm, McCarthy. Give him some room and he should be fine so long as he's breathing." Fainting on sight, it was as if all the defense classes had taught the boy nothing. "Do keep an eye on him though. If he's not up in 3 minutes, we'll get the Healer." Honestly, Ryan. As if the rest of the lesson wasn't threatening to fall all around them. This was no time to lose consciousness.

"Just a few more minutes to get some casting in before we move on. If you haven't already, get to it--"

And then the door slammed open.

And then Gryffindor walked in.

And then Malachi Trent was seeing near red again, the image of his arena suddenly coming back to mind. "YOU." No comment on the faint of heart. Despite Blaze's protest, Ryan had done that all on his own. He'd literally fainted. It was open and shut. No. What the Headmaster focused on was the madman who had children destroy his arena.

"You've got some nerve showing up after what you did." Not a trace of guilt. No apology. "We're not apologizing to Gryffindor, Rose." He reminded mildly. "We're barely letting him stay." Further formalities were unnecessary. "You should instead be apologizing for allowing young students to run off with him and not reporting it at any point." And a pointed look there. Yes, he'd heard about it all after. She was still a Prefect. She...did remember that, yes?

"Perhaps you men would prefer to take this back to my office. I can meet you there after the lesson is--hang on." While he spoke, a thought suddenly occurred to him. Malachi looked from the men to the door to the men again. They'd certainly proven one theory correct but... "How did you get through my door?" The Headmaster had long ago ruled out polyjuice for the fact that anyone who wanted to infiltrate the castle for nefarious reasons wouldn't be so overt and would choose disguises that didn't so obviously stand out. NOW they'd crossed his door that was charmed to attack any human that walked through. That door proved they weren't alive, not in any sense that the charms he set would recognize. Add that a few of the portraits were also acting wonky and the man had a fair idea of what was going on. It was proving inconvenient, to say the least.

He looked to the students. "Focus is key in a duel. You'll keep your focus and ignoring them is good practice in doing so." He had this, they had work to do.

Apologizing to what?? Carsyn glanced back at the Headmaster and then over to Godric. Whaaa? Young students? To be frank, the only one on the grounds who followed him to the arena was Tom; Bernadette had been unbeknownst to her. Also, to be frank, she was to report it but things happened. Not that any of this was any explanation that the Headmaster would believe, so she merely nodded at him because what else could she do?

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Originally Posted by Anna Banana

...and in walked "Godric Gryffindor," or some really strange likeness of him. Isla tried to block him out. Him and that Salazar Slytherin look-a-like. They were creeping her out, and having them in here when she was already been faced with something she was terrified of (dueling), was almost too much. This got her to thinking...what if one of them got a little too duel-happy and decided to join in on the fun? NO. FREAKING. WAY. No way at all...was she dueling a look-a-like dead person.

See...this is why she was terrified of dueling!

Then from out of nowhere, one of the prefects took her up on her offer. A prefect was almost as bad as dueling the headmaster, but she'd take it a thousand times over if it meant avoiding one of those dead people asking her to duel. "Thanks," she said, trying to mask her fear with fake confidence. She nodded. "I know them enough." That was as true of a statement as she could make about it. She'd probably still get her tail kicked in this duel, but she knew enough to get them through the lesson.

Oh good. Maybe this wasn't going to be so terrible? "Alright then, wanna try to disarm me?" Figured that would be the best way to work things given the age gap. It wouldn't really be fair for he to do the disarming first.

As practiced previously with a dummy, Carsyn figured she would lead by example and took a bow at the young first year.

02-06-2020, 01:41 PM	#76 (permalink)
PhoenixRising Quintaped Join Date: Oct 2006 Location: in my head [GMT-6] Posts: 58,892 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amelia Adara Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Emma Montmorency (#301199) Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Kartik Ishaan Joshi (#3112da) Ravenclaw Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Kara Walsh (#aa1506) Gryffindor First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Tiffany Rose Slytherin Third Year x12 x8	YesJess! \| Captain Goggles \| Mama Badger \| Eva's Soul Sister \| An OG™ \| It's all in the Numbers Quote: Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo So much for continuing on with their work. While some students had managed (with quite a bit of success to the point it seemed they hadn't noticed at all) to ignore Slytherin, there were others who were now clearly and heavily distracted. Like Ryan. "Remain calm, McCarthy. Give him some room and he should be fine so long as he's breathing." Fainting on sight, it was as if all the defense classes had taught the boy nothing. "Do keep an eye on him though. If he's not up in 3 minutes, we'll get the Healer." Honestly, Ryan. As if the rest of the lesson wasn't threatening to fall all around them. This was no time to lose consciousness. "Just a few more minutes to get some casting in before we move on. If you haven't already, get to it--" And then the door slammed open. And then Gryffindor walked in. And then Malachi Trent was seeing near red again, the image of his arena suddenly coming back to mind. *"YOU."* No comment on the faint of heart. Despite Blaze's protest, Ryan had done that all on his own. He'd literally fainted. It was open and shut. No. What the Headmaster focused on was the madman who had children destroy his arena. "You've got some nerve showing up after what you did." Not a trace of guilt. No apology. "We're not apologizing to Gryffindor, Rose." He reminded mildly. "We're barely letting him stay." Further formalities were unnecessary. "You should instead be apologizing for allowing young students to run off with him and not reporting it at any point." And a pointed look there. Yes, he'd heard about it all after. She was still a Prefect. She...did remember that, yes? "Perhaps you men would prefer to take this back to my office. I can meet you there after the lesson is--hang on." While he spoke, a thought suddenly occurred to him. Malachi looked from the men to the door to the men again. They'd certainly proven one theory correct but... "How did you get through my door?" The Headmaster had long ago ruled out polyjuice for the fact that anyone who wanted to infiltrate the castle for nefarious reasons wouldn't be so overt and would choose disguises that didn't so obviously stand out. NOW they'd crossed his door that was charmed to attack any human that walked through. That door proved they weren't alive, not in any sense that the charms he set would recognize. Add that a few of the portraits were also acting wonky and the man had a fair idea of what was going on. It was proving inconvenient, to say the least. He looked to the students. "Focus is key in a duel. You'll keep your focus and ignoring them is good practice in doing so." He had this, they had work to do. Apologizing to what?? Carsyn glanced back at the Headmaster and then over to Godric. Whaaa? Young students? To be frank, the only one on the grounds who followed him to the arena was Tom; Bernadette had been unbeknownst to her. Also, to be frank, she was to report it but things happened. Not that any of this was any explanation that the Headmaster would believe, so she merely nodded at him because what else could she do? Quote: Originally Posted by Anna Banana ...and in walked "Godric Gryffindor," or some really strange likeness of him. Isla tried to block him out. Him and that Salazar Slytherin look-a-like. They were creeping her out, and having them in here when she was already been faced with something she was terrified of (dueling), was almost too much. This got her to thinking...what if one of them got a little too duel-happy and decided to join in on the fun? NO. FREAKING. WAY. No way at all...was she dueling a look-a-like dead person. See...this is why she was terrified of dueling! Then from out of nowhere, one of the prefects took her up on her offer. A prefect was almost as bad as dueling the headmaster, but she'd take it a thousand times over if it meant avoiding one of those dead people asking her to duel. "Thanks," she said, trying to mask her fear with fake confidence. She nodded. "I know them enough." That was as true of a statement as she could make about it. She'd probably still get her tail kicked in this duel, but she knew enough to get them through the lesson. Oh good. Maybe this wasn't going to be so terrible? "Alright then, wanna try to disarm me?" Figured that would be the best way to work things given the age gap. It wouldn't really be fair for he to do the disarming first. As practiced previously with a dummy, Carsyn figured she would lead by example and took a bow at the young first year. __________________ ___________________You should take your little finger and just point it in the mirror. ________________________________________Baby, maybe you're the problem ✯