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Antwone Thomas
Antwone turned his attention back to the girl.
"I would say I agree with you to a point," he drew his wand and pointed it, seemingly at the girl. "Next Sunday come to the first meeting of Dueling Club and perhaps I can persuade you on the importance of knowing how to duel."
With a flick of his wand, Antwone levitated a few candies from the girl's bag and directed them to the palm of his hand.
"The meeting will take place in the Room of Requirement. Problem is, I'm not exactly sure where it is. I tried looking for it on my way up here but I still haven't found the place. If you are interested in coming though there is a poster on the
announcement board." He pointed towards the board standing next to the entrance of the common room. "Be sure to tell your friends as well."
Unconcerned by the wand pointed at her,Celandine shrugged. She was happy enough to go along although her brother was the dueler and not she. Even if his methods were often...unorthodox. She watched with an innocent expression on her face as he levitated some candy and nodded sagely as he mentioned the Room of Requirement- she'd had to find that out when she found out that Barry was to have his party there. "Its on this floor if that helps." Celandine smiled; she wasn't going to give it away since it was more fun to find it on your own.
"I will tell them." Cela watched out of the corner of her eye- waiting to see if he ate the candy or not. She put another in her mouth and sucked on it gently, making little noises of contentment to further the impression that they were the yummiest things ever. Which to Cela they actually
were.
"I'm Celandine Toussaint by the way. But call me Cela." she absently coiled a strand of hair around her wand, still watching for candy awesomeness.
Overhearing the responses the other girl gave Cela turned back in that direction; her mind slipping into daydream form at the mention of the moving staircase; it was another thing on her list. Skating from the top to the bottom in one go with perfect timing on her glisseo shoesies.
She'd need to observe them first to try to figure a pattern out.
Cela idly scooted one foot back and forward; allowing it to stick and slide alternately as she considered it.
Celandine shot a grin at the girl who had just introduced herself to Watsonboy.
"Hi Nia."