Trixie frowned and started screaming as he went to his bag and pulled something out. "NO. DONT YOU DARE. SERIOUSLY YOU ARE DEAD MEAT" she literally screamed at him. Well if she hadn't deafend him she must of got someones attention. And following Ella's lead, she started kicking him, right in the legs so that she could make him fall over. And she was wearing heeled shoes. Ow now that must of hurt. "Sweet revenge" she laughed as she made an impact.

He blocked her jab at his ribs with his rolling pin in his right hand and he counter attacked her with his left arm with a whisk. He was one of the few duel handed fencers in the world. His aunt was as well. "Yeah that's true." he smiled.

Selena had to admit. He was good. but she preferred using swords as opposed to these. She ducked, thanks to her height it missed and she attacked his legs. Easier to reach for her. It was nice to actually do this type of thing. She had no one to fence or battle against at home. "Dual handed? Impressive," Selena complimented. She had to work on that... she wasn't really great at it. She usually dropped on of her weapons when she tried both hands.

"Why, Ella? Because you two need some good old, wholesome embarrassment." Aiden grinned, just as Trixie began calling him 'dead meat.' Like he hadn't heard that before!

Oof! He suddenly felt a hard hit to the chest, followed by several stabs at his legs! He stumbled back a little, a little shocked at the viciousness of them both.. but then again. He couldn't blame them. The sixth year whistled. "That was harsh. Very harsh."

"But you two will be free soon enough anyhow. And I'm almost done." Almost. He grabbed his bag and dropped the quill and ink back in, but this time when his hand came back out, it was holding a muggle kind of camera that his mum gave him for Christmas last year. He grinned and pointed it at the two. "Say cheese." Click.

And back in the bag it went!

Trixie squirmed as the camera came out. "NO WAY!!! DON'T YOU DARE!!!! DON'T YOU....." but he had taken it. "RELEASE ME NOW AIDEN OR EXPECT TO DIE A PAINFUL DEATH" she threatened. Ergh when she got released!!! She would...Well she didn't know what she would do but they'd get back at him eventually. "It wasn't harsh!! We are defending ourselves. Is that not what you do in battle?" she asked kicking up an acorn at his head and laughing a little. Good job she still had her feet. "Don't you think I've gone through enough?" she asked with a puppy dog pout. Well she actually had.

After an attack from Sarah, and the TICKLING (O.M.M. the SNORTS) from Gold, Lainey..... went and hid behind a rock to watch her class at war. She made a few notes on who was participating and such, but figured... it was probably best to wrap up for the day. Blood. Tempers. Sweat. She was tired, too.



"WOOOOOOOO YOU PEOPLE. CLASS." Lainey hopped up on the rock and waved her arms about. "BATTLE OVER. Let's go back inside, have a small chat about what we just accomplished, and then call it a day. Some of you," Lainey's eyes landed on the few BLEEDING students, "need baths. Or medical attention. Or maybe just a hug." Lainey could only provide the latter.



"SO.... pick up your armor and weapons, please, and let's head back inside!"


OOC: The rest of class is back in the classroom.

Trixie looked over at the professor. "Err.... I would if I could" she replied with a little huff. Aiden wasn't going to let them go. "A little help here professor"she said as he looked down at the vines wrapped around herself and her cousin. "Anyone" she called out again.

Carter had a pot raised overhead when...

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"SO.... pick up your armor and weapons, please, and let's head back inside!"

... too bad. Lowering the lid he grabbed his pillow and picked the wood spoon back up. Looks like it was time for going back in.

"AIDEN." Need Lainey really say anymore than that? NO, right? Lainey gave him a LOOK, waved her hand at the two girls that... well... apparently lost their war. Gryffindors. Sigh.


Assuming he'd do the RIGHT thing and NOT leave the girls tied up, Lainey sent him ONE more look and then lead her class up to the room.

Flail.

Flail flail.

Once again, Keeley was on the ground, on her back like an overturned ladybug. And she couldn't get up either. Grrrr.... Jacob had won. But Eowyn the epic warrior was stuck on the ground, and her armour prevented her from getting up. Les sigh. "Uhmm... can someone help me up?" Flail.

Pfft, of COURSE she was going to get him! She didn't need Destiny yelling at her too. BAHAHAHAHA!

Seeing him raise a pot over his head, she stopped with trying to get the pillow and raised her ladle, about to whack him first...

...but apparently she couldn't. The professor wouldn't notice one little hit would she?

Probably not, but she would be keeping this ladle for later usage. Like, for when class was over.

MWAHAHA!

End of battle and back up to the castle. Not before grabbing her precious pillow of course. Meh. There was dirt on it.

Aww, the battle was over already? But it was so much fun! Well, hopefully they'd do something like this for there next class. Vashti really hoped so, because this was awesome. She turned to follow the professor back to the classroom when...

...she heard Trixie calling for help. Poor Slytherdove was tied up with some other girl! And apparently it was that guy's fault. How had Vashti not noticed this? Bah, this was a bad time to have short term memory loss, but what can you do? Vashti assumed she'd been playing dead again from Slytherdove's constant attacks, and moved on.

"I'll help with that, Professor," she said after the professor gave the boy THAT LOOK. Drawing her wand, she approached the two girls and the boy. "Hey there Slytherdove and Girl-Tied-To-Slytherdove," she said as she drew her wand. "You look like you could use some help." Aiming at the vines, she muttered, "Diffindo," and managed to slice some of the vines apart. And thankfully no body parts. She did this a twice more before putting her wand away; it looked like they could get free now.

"There you are," she said. "Oh, and," she gently tapped Trixie with her spatula, "I win." Then she skipped off after Professor Lainey.

Oliver tried to look innocent at Trixie's mock stern look but her giggles were infectious and soon he was laughing too. Now she had a fair point there with the pegs. He collected as many as he could see and stuffed them back in the pocket of his apron... could prove useful later.

“My good lady.” He bowed his head at her gesture of thanks but hit her and ran off. Trixie was fast on her feet and he felt her pillow hit his back sending feathers like snow showering down on him.

He grabbed a discarded broom and kicked off the ground only to find it hovered about four foot off the ground. Meh.. it would do. He circled Trixie a couple of times before swooping in rather slowly to attack her with his pillow.


Oliver sighed and folded his arms across his chest and just took it as his nephew yelled at him. He was getting used to this now so it didn't really phase him. He had seen Sarah run at the boy because Diggy was about to hit him at the time with his damn rolling pin (which would have bloody hurt if Sarah hadn't come along). She wasn't going all that fast because she was weighed down like an overgrown turtle with all that armour. And, the girl had used her pillow as padding. “Stop twisting things. You are the one who's in the wrong, Dillon.” He replied calmly, although he was tempted to smack the boy on the back of the head to snap him out of his temper tantrum.

And now came the crocodile tears. Oliver pulled a face. Dillon had done this the last time they had an argument too. Maybe it was because Oliver was a fellow Slytherin that he thought it meant diddly squat (they were good at faking stuff after all), but he wasn't going to fall for the self pity act this time. Yeah, he swung the pan alright... “At her FACE, Digz.” He reminded the boy. “Her little poke to your armoured body couldn't have hurt that much.” Jeez. Since when had Oliver become the mature adult around here? It was even a bit of a shock to himself.

He frowned as the kid continued to have a paddy and yanked away from him as he tried to make him feel better. He was defending the girl because Diggy was in the wrong – plain and simple. And he DID ask if he was ok. “I ASKED YOU!” He shouted back unable to hide his irritation with the boy any longer. “You're such a bloody martyr, Digz!” Oliver looked out for Digz, he did.. but if the kid was going to act like a nutter, as Sarah so aptly put it, he was going to say something - it would be irresponsible not to. He turned away from him. He didn't want to have a slanging match right here in the middle of class. A class he really wasn't in the mood for anymore.


A class that was apparently over... which was probably a good thing. Without another word to his half-nephew, because he didn't want to lose his rag completely, Oliver gathered up his weapons and dropped armour and followed Lainey back towards the castle.

Selena frowned. She hadn't finished her battle!! She wanted to win!! She pouted. "A draw this time," she said to Diggy. But only this time, next time she would win! She dropped the weapon and walked back to class.

He was done talking to Oliver. It seemed Oliver didn't care about Diggy or care that he was hurt. That a girl a foot taller than him, and who out weighted him without the armor had charged at him and crashed into him and then jabbed him with a stick. Never mind that little detail. All he cared was that Diggy had swung a pan at her. Well fine he would hold on to that sticking point. Him at that girl. He didn't care anymore.

His usually warm and sparkling brown eyes took on a dangerous very Paris-like gleam. "Its such a shame you look like a Greenwood." he told him evenly. "Because you don't act like one. Don't ever speak to me again Oliver." he said finally. There wasn't anything else to say to Oliver. Whom he would never call his uncle again. He was only a Greenwood in name and face as far as Diggy was concerned. He turned and walked away from Oliver fully intending to forget he even existed. He could have that Hufflepuff girl for all Diggy cared.



He was about to go on the attack for real and press her back but Professor Lainey called the class to order. He dropped his rolling pin and whisk. "Want to practice in the Room of Requirement sometime?" He asked. She was really good and it would do him good to actually practice once in a while.

He turned to head back into the castle for the rest of the lesson.

Selena turned around and gave him a nod. Before running to catch up with the rest of the class. Next time... he would be slaughtered.

Abbi scowled at Simon for good measures, "like you're good at it" she stuck her tongue at him then skipped quickly after Gold back to class before he caught her again. It was aweful enough her eye hurt, but for now she had to deal with walking with all that stuff on her back to class, she felt heavy and Simon drained her out. "Ohhh" she balanced herself as she skipped along.

Oliver ignored Diggy as he continued to rant and rave. The kid needed to be left to it to cool off. His words went over his head – a great number of the Greenwoods were scum so why would he want that baggage? It was just a ruddy name.

He didn't give Dillon a second glance as he headed back to the classroom. If he did, he wasn't sure he could guarantee that he wouldn't end up whacking the boy in the face with a pan.. and that would make him a complete and utter hypocrite.

Aiden heard his name piercing through to his ears and he froze. And.. he was caught red-handed with a death glare from their professor. "Right. Sorry, Professor Lainey.." He began walking over towards Ella and Trixie, but a younger girl - who also gave him a look - went over to them and set them free. Heh... heh. "See you guys inside!"

Cue the speedwalk to the classroom!

Right. Gold was still a little grumpy. She was, however, glad that Raiden was okay. She didn't actually want him hurt. Neither did she want anyone else hurt. She was here to have fun, not hurt people.

Even though that should be the last thing on anyone's mind, given that they were on the "battlefield."

She eyed the crazy! Lord of the Rings group, and smiled somewhat. This hadn't been so bad. She had had fun. Why get snappish, now? Gold straightened up, to walk back over to the group, but was assaulted by spoons in the process. EEP! Diggy! She dodged one, quickly grabbed a Frying Pan on the ground, and raised it to shield herself. Then she threw the spoons he had sent her way, back at him. Take that!

But, WAITTT.

They were going to head back, now?

"Looks like the fun's over, Diggy," Gold smiled slightly, as she walked back to Arya, Sabel, Kellen and Raiden. "Thanks for all the fun, guys." She picked up a random feather, and wondered whether she could possibly sneaaakilyyy tickle Professor Lainey, again. HEHEHE.

Buttt. Time to head back to the classroom, now.

Yep.

Hermione dropped her pillow thankful this part of the class was over. She needed to sit, and let her bruises heal. She followed the professor back to the classroom.

Dianna stood up and tidied herself.
"Well that was fun." she said as she followed the professor and the others back towards the castle.

Patroclus was depressed, the batle was over, and he never got to get back at Mina.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhh I dont want it to end" he whinged as he walked back towards the castle, "it was sooooooo much fun"!

OH OH OH....WHAT?

She was acting like he had done something wrong? Could that possibly be because he had?! Sarah blinked, disbelieving, at the boy as he ranted. "Yes I ran into you.People are running into others all over this place!" she gestured around the grounds at the marauding hordes. "That's the point of the class.I wasn't even going fast, I can't do in all this stuff.PLUS! If I'd have meant to hurt you, you WOULD have been flat on your back, just ask Oliver, and you weren't were you? Now I'm sorry it hurt, but barging you with a pillow does not mean you can try and smash my face in with a METAL PAN!" Calm down Sarah, you're better than having a paddy in the middle of class.And you need to set an example.And anymore shouting will set your headache off even worse.

Sarah was grateful for Oliver at that point.This boy might have been a fellow Slytherin, but curls was at least being objective... and offering to heal her cut. How sweet. "Thank you," she smiled, still leaning on the broom, willing the throbbing to go away. "Maybe we should wait until we get back to the classroom, though, eh? I'll trust you to do it there...when we've all calmed down." Yes, she was calming down.

Until....

"Hang on a minute! I can't run at full pelt in all this gear, and that jab I aimed at you MISSED! You dodged it! Even if it hadn't, you have chest protection...I have NOTHING protecting my face.You would have done far more damage if I hadn't ducked than I ever had to you!" Oh this kid was making her blood boil.And she was cursing the day that Prefect's were not allowed to hand out detentions.Why did he seem intent on lying?

Of course poor old Oliver was stuck in the middle, and Sarah stood like a lemon as they sniped at each other, her friend defending her actions against his....NEPHEW? Ohhhhhh dear.She'd caused a family argument? Now she was REALLY wishing she'd chosen someone else to mock attack.Maybe someone that didn't mind being hit by a pillow.Miranda would have been a better bet.But then Oliver would have got it with a rolling pin, and that would have been just as bad as this was now.

Urrghhh tears? If anyone deserved to be in tears it was her.The kid was making her out to be a liar, AND she had a headache to rival the worst in the world.But she wasn't going to cry because that would have looked pathetic coming from her.Plus she was more angry than anything.


Looking across to Professor Lainey, Sarah nodded as she called a halt to everything.Pfffttt GOOD.This day had just got painfully bad.Crinkling her nose at Diggy, she slowly bent down to pick up the metal thingy she'd dropped earlier.Tucking her pillow under her arm, and her broom over her shoulder, Sarah glanced sideways at Oliver as he started walking away. "See you back in the classroom..." It would probably take her longer to waddle up there with all that stuff on.

Theo heard the Professor yell "WOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooo" then say something about the battle being over. "Finally," he said as he turned to see what direction "back" actually was. The group had all seemed to begin to head around the lake and as they rounded the last large tree the Castle came back into view. Theo picked up his pace a bit wanting nothing more than to get back into the classroom and then back up to the common room to get cleaned up. The ash and soot he'd rubbed all over his face had dried and began itching.