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SlytherinSistah · 03-15-2010, 11:06 PM

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Originally Posted by Samuel Huxley

Giving Prospero a small incline of his head, Samuel couldn't help but grin even if it was only a very small one. It had been a very entertaining show if he did say so himself. "Perhaps you could spread the word around then." He could see it now, sort of like a traveling side show going all around the world.

He took the omniocculars from Prospero and hit the replay button and laughed evilly and then turned back to the man beside him, "We're really getting our money's worth with these two." Samuel handed the omniocculars back and continued to watch the duel in live action.

And then in true spectacular form they had themselves a winner!

Samuel moved forward and waved his wand over the arena cancelling out all the spells that had been cast and then stood over the winner. "You won. Congratulations" he said in a sour voice. Not one to show any emotions was dear old Samuel, "Now get your butt back up to the castle."

He walked over to the other girl the one had lost and pointed his wand at her. Samuel sent a silent 'enervate' and then bent over her. "Oi. Time to get up sleepy head and get yourself back to the school." And just as he had with every other duel, Samuel walked away not caring about their injuries or state of mind but on how much money he head earned that night.

He stood beside Prospero but his eyes were on the blond that was beside him. "I need her back" he said and finally looking away from her and his gaze resting on Prospero. "Would you have a problem with that?"

"Aye! And, the girls fight tougher than the boys!" Prospero watched as the littler fighter fell out cold. Aww, she was plumb tuckered out. He stood and watched as Huxley dealt with the unconscious girl, his end of the bargain with Cela not far from his mind.

That was when Huxley declared he needed her back. Time to play up the worth of the object being sold. "Perhaps." He said sitting back down strategically blocking Cela. "What's it to ya, Huxley?"

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SlytherinSistah DoM Ramora Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: Merlin Foresaken PST Posts: 5,432 x9 x3	C.R.E.A.M \| Haitian Sensation \| Shark Patronus \| Your Huckleberry \| T's ClayBaby Quote: Originally Posted by Samuel Huxley Giving Prospero a small incline of his head, Samuel couldn't help but grin even if it was only a very small one. It had been a very entertaining show if he did say so himself. "Perhaps you could spread the word around then." He could see it now, sort of like a traveling side show going all around the world. He took the omniocculars from Prospero and hit the replay button and laughed evilly and then turned back to the man beside him, "We're really getting our money's worth with these two." Samuel handed the omniocculars back and continued to watch the duel in live action. And then in true spectacular form they had themselves a winner! Samuel moved forward and waved his wand over the arena cancelling out all the spells that had been cast and then stood over the winner. "You won. Congratulations" he said in a sour voice. Not one to show any emotions was dear old Samuel, "Now get your butt back up to the castle." He walked over to the other girl the one had lost and pointed his wand at her. Samuel sent a silent 'enervate' and then bent over her. "Oi. Time to get up sleepy head and get yourself back to the school." And just as he had with every other duel, Samuel walked away not caring about their injuries or state of mind but on how much money he head earned that night. He stood beside Prospero but his eyes were on the blond that was beside him. "I need her back" he said and finally looking away from her and his gaze resting on Prospero. "Would you have a problem with that?" "Aye! And, the girls fight tougher than the boys!" Prospero watched as the littler fighter fell out cold. Aww, she was plumb tuckered out. He stood and watched as Huxley dealt with the unconscious girl, his end of the bargain with Cela not far from his mind. That was when Huxley declared he needed her back. Time to play up the worth of the object being sold. "Perhaps." He said sitting back down strategically blocking Cela. "What's it to ya, Huxley?"