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Stepping into the arena, you are immediately enveloped with the light shining into the room, either morning or evening depending on what time you decide to enter. Perhaps the intricately designed windows and ceiling could detour your eyes away from the dusty and cob web infested areas of the more higher portions of the arena. To the very right of the room, there is the long platform in which supervised duels will take place while four benches on either side are placed at a safe distance for those who would like to sit and watch. Just ahead of the platform in the right corner, there is a door, though pay no attention to it. It's locked for a reason.
Towards the back wall, there are various types of practice dummies, both stationary and moving, depending on what difficulty the practicer wants. Don't be afraid to go all out with your spells, for these dummies are charmed to repair themselves. There is one practice dummy set aside that will shoot spells back to the practicer, however, permission from a Professor is required to use it. To the left side of the arena are two sets of stands, eight seats high, that look out to the entire arena, comfortable for those who would just like to watch what's going on all around or for general purposes such as studying or relaxing after a long day in the arena.
The middle of the room is quite empty, due to the fact that the defense Professor enjoys presenting lessons in here, but please, despite the brilliant light that shines through the arena due to the large windows, it is not some place to sunbathe or fall asleep. You will be levitated out with a good dose of cold water splashed on you if caught.
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Originally Posted by hpfan18
He nailed the leg sticking charm. That was AWESOME! He was happy and proud with himself. See he could do it. Even Cassia saw it for proof. If he needed it...
Uh oh...she seemed ready to cast another spell. He was caught off guard yet again and then he felt his fingers go REALLY numb. Almost like they fell asleep. He couldn't even feel them. Then he had to remember the counter jinx for this. He remembered Cassia doing it and he think it was Finite? Yup that was it! "Finite!" he said trying to lift his fingers over his wand and then his fingers were fine.
Then he grinned, he remembered ONE spell his cousins used. He was gonna be sneaky. "Petrificus Totalus!" he said with his wand and then he wondered if it worked?
Cassia stood watching Kace to see if he'll be able to get rid of the hex. She smiled when he did figure it out and used finite. She would have teared up and all but then that'd be too cheesy and dramatic. Usually, she'd be dramatic all the time but she had rules about not being dramatic in certain places. One of those places being the dueling Arena. Made sense, it was a place to be fierce and all. Dramatic wasn't fierce. Unless you hex someone dramatically.
"Good job," She said with an approving nod. Glancing at her watch, Cassia was about to open her mouth and tell Kace that they had been here for quite a long time and that it was enough. They both got to try several hexes and counters. BUT, she didn't get to say the words.
O___O
Who taught the boy this hex. Instinctively, Cassia raised her wand and shouted, "Protego!" PHEW! Had she not blocked it, she would have been on the floor, stiffed!
Oh well, she was ok.
"Wow," was all she managed stifling a laugh. She shook her head amused for some reason and smoothed down her hair then looked back at Kace. "Okay, Mr. Kace," She started a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth, "We've done an extraordinary effort, especially you," Because he was the younger one. "So enough for today," Actually enough for the year.
The fourth year picked up her stuff, slid her bag over her shoulder and motioned to Kace. "Come on," She said as she walked with him towards the exit.
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Cassia stood watching Kace to see if he'll be able to get rid of the hex. She smiled when he did figure it out and used finite. She would have teared up and all but then that'd be too cheesy and dramatic. Usually, she'd be dramatic all the time but she had rules about not being dramatic in certain places. One of those places being the dueling Arena. Made sense, it was a place to be fierce and all. Dramatic wasn't fierce. Unless you hex someone dramatically.
"Good job," She said with an approving nod. Glancing at her watch, Cassia was about to open her mouth and tell Kace that they had been here for quite a long time and that it was enough. They both got to try several hexes and counters. BUT, she didn't get to say the words.
O___O
Who taught the boy this hex. Instinctively, Cassia raised her wand and shouted, "Protego!" PHEW! Had she not blocked it, she would have been on the floor, stiffed!
Oh well, she was ok.
"Wow," was all she managed stifling a laugh. She shook her head amused for some reason and smoothed down her hair then looked back at Kace. "Okay, Mr. Kace," She started a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth, "We've done an extraordinary effort, especially you," Because he was the younger one. "So enough for today," Actually enough for the year.
The fourth year picked up her stuff, slid her bag over her shoulder and motioned to Kace. "Come on," She said as she walked with him towards the exit.
Kace cast the spell and Cassia was about to say something when she protected herself. He held his breath and was glad she was alright. "Sorry!" he said hastily. "My cousins taught me that hex and i just wanted to try it out." he shrugged earnestly. At least she was impressed right? Yup that was a good sign.
Cassia addressed him as Mr.Kace? Hmmm....interesting. I guess they were friends now. She even said he did great efforts too! He BEAMED at her and jumped up and down. "I am glad you think so!" he smiled towards her. He agreed with her, he did enough for today. He was quite tired. "I agree with you there, i am getting kind of hungry."
"Do you wanna go to the great hall and eat something?" he asked her when they walked towards the exit.
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Originally Posted by Bazinga
Well she was trying to focus after that hit.. Oh did this go from laughing and not sure if it could be done to feeling like a real duel. She had the small headache to prove it, but she was going to focus and move on. Watching to see if her spell would hit him she couldn't help but laugh with his legs together. Was he waddling like an adorable penguin. She couldn't help but giggle.
Oh wait dueling.. yes.. she watched as he shielded himself.. She shouldn't have been as proud as she was. But she was super big sister proud hat he protected himself. She even clapped for him and shouldn't have because the next thing she knew she was sneezing.. and sneezing.. and sneezing. Really... how did she let her focus go like that.. Oh yeah.. Waddling Alec.. hehe.. Still funny even if she was sneezing and as long as she didn't do what she did at DADA with that horrible sneezing powder she could handle the sneezed.
Now she had to think.. think and sneeze. What was something she could send at him.. Something fun.. Waving her wand she sent the Bat Bogey Hex towards him. She laughed already picturing it if Mr. Waddles summers didn't shield it.
Waddle... waddle... waddle...
And Minnie was laughing! At him! Alec looked at her and chuckled nervously. It was pretty funny, now that he thought about it. It probably looked a lot funnier to the older girl too, especially since it was down to her that he looked like a penguin. "Don't worry, Wheatborn, I'll get you back!" GRIN. ... And... calling her Wheatborn instead of Minnie was just making things a lot weirder.
She was clapping? This... just made Alec grin some more. ... And... feel sort of bad that the girl had been hit with a sneezing spell. But it should wear off soon, yeah? Didn't it say something about only lasting a couple of seco--
OOMPH!
WHAT. But... but... MINNIE HADN'T EVEN SAID ANYTHING AND NOW...
HIS BOGIES! Look at them flowing out and turning into large bats. And in front of MINNIE! This was like... like... being caught dancing around in your underwear in your room BY YOUR OLDER SISTER. Not... that he danced around his room in his undies. ... Waddle...
"Hey! How did you--" MORE bat!bogies. This was not going to work. "T... T... Titillando!" he mumbled through the bat!bogies that were NOW ATTACKING HIS FACE.
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Right...Was Alice finally going to listen to him? Finally? Yes, Dylan thought it seemed like it. Good. If she didn't, the Slytherin Captain was going to have to get a little stern with her...and he didn't like doing that. With non!friends, yea...but that was neither here nor there.
"Finite." To clear the previous..."....Practice dummy, get ready!" Yep...because it could totally hear him. He knew it could. It was just faking being a lifeless dummy. Oh, the things he thought about to amuse himself with...
Breathing...focusing...concentrating...Repeat.
Simultaneously, he shouted the spell and went through the zig-zag formation with his wand. "Contego Dummy!" Dylan felt his magic moving forward as he finished the spell, and for whatever reason, he knew it had worked.
"You are UP, Alice....and don't forget to duck."
Smirk.
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Originally Posted by Govoni
Right...Was Alice finally going to listen to him? Finally? Yes, Dylan thought it seemed like it. Good. If she didn't, the Slytherin Captain was going to have to get a little stern with her...and he didn't like doing that. With non!friends, yea...but that was neither here nor there.
"So, practice dummy, get ready!" Yep...because it could totally hear him. He knew it could. It was just faking being a lifeless dummy. Oh, the things he thought about to amuse himself with...
Breathing...focusing...concentrating...Repeat.
Simultaneously, he shouted the spell and went through the zig-zag formation with his wand. "Contego Dummy!" Dylan felt his magic moving forward as he finished the spell, and for whatever reason, he knew it had worked.
"You are UP, Alice....and don't forget to duck."
Smirk.
Rubbing her elbow and sulking slightly, Alice watched Dylan cast his shield. Landing like that HURT, you know? And looking weak was definitely enough to make a prideful Gryffindor like her extra sullen, but she was at least complying, he had to give her that much. Still cradling her arm, she pulled out her wand and cast the spell with her free hand. "Flipendo." The fifth year traced the check mark with a squiggle pattern in the air again before ducking this time.
And she didn't go flying back.. that meant it had worked, right?
Unaware if the Jinx had hit someone else when she dodged it, Alice stood again and rubbed her arm a little more. "Two more times, then it's my turn." SHE wanted to cast the shield now, okay, Dylan?
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"Yea, yea...I'll be smart enough to duck, though." Dylan was playing around and goading her a bit...but that was cool. Alice wouldn't be OMG SO OFFENDED. Alice wasn't that type of girl and that was a reason the Slytherin dug her.
"Yea, good job on that one." Positive affirmations for Miss Alice. After patting her on the head...he lifted his wand and prepared to send another shield charm towards the dummy. He had his game face on...Concentrating and focusing on all the things. "Finite."
Inhale. Exhale.
"Contego dummy!" He worked his wand in the zig-zag motion, sending out more magic towards the practice dummy. It felt like had worked...These types of spells weren't that hard for him anymore. He'd practiced them so much saving his own skin...Ahem. Yea...
"Knock the dummy back if you dare, Fischer..."
He took a step back and urged her forward....
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Originally Posted by Govoni
"Yea, yea...I'll be smart enough to duck, though." Dylan was playing around and goading her a bit...but that was cool. Alice wouldn't be OMG SO OFFENDED. Alice wasn't that type of girl and that was a reason the Slytherin dug her.
"Yea, good job on that one." Positive affirmations for Miss Alice. After patting her on the head...he lifted his wand and prepared to send another shield charm towards the dummy. He had his game face on...Concentrating and focusing on all the things.
Inhale. Exhale.
"Contego dummy!" He worked his wand in the zig-zag motion, sending out more magic towards the practice dummy. It felt like had worked...These types of spells weren't that hard for him anymore. He'd practiced them so much saving his own skin...Ahem. Yea...
"Knock the dummy back if you dare, Fischer..."
He took a step back and urged her forward....
"Or just too chicken to take a jinx head on." Alice stuck her tongue out at him childishly and brandished her wand again. What was his fascination with patting her head, hm?
She stood on her toes and stretched so she could reach his head to pat him back, twirling her wand through the fingers of her free hand. Last jinx now, wasn't it? "Of course I dare. I'm a Gryffindor." CONCENTRATING.
"Flipendo!" Check mark, swish, duck.. ta-daaah. Did that one hit somebody, too? If it did, Alice still couldn't see. Pity, though, she was fairly sure people flying through the air would be good entertainment.
"Your turn again."
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"Oi! I've never been a chicken, Fischer..." Dylan, too, stuck his tongue out at the Gryffindor..."Just smart." Yep, he was totally smart...Not his fault he didn't fancy breaking bones and harming himself...Pain wasn't the issue, of course. He didn't mind getting hurt...but it seemed pointless to do it on purpose.
"Silly Lion...Finite." Clearing the previous shield, Dylan focused on the dummy once more. He forced himself to clear his mind and think about his magic moving and meddling with the dummy in front of him. This was the last one he needed for Professor Romanos' challenge...and then Alice could start her run of 'contego' shields. The Slytherin could feel it building...His concentration working overtime for the spell to become a reality...and a tangible thing...All that.
Inhaaaaaaaale. Exhaaaaaaaaale.
"Contego dummy!" He exclaimed as his wand traced out the upwards zig-zag towards the dummy. Did Alice SEE the concentration on his face? DID SHE? It couldn't be swayed.
Heh.
"You are UP, lady."...and then he stepped to the side to let her do her thang.
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So very pretty, and we sure know how to run things..._______________________________ Livin' in ruins of a palace, within our dreams...____________
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Originally Posted by Govoni
"Oi! I've never been a chicken, Fischer..." Dylan, too, stuck his tongue out at the Gryffindor..."Just smart." Yep, he was totally smart...Not his fault he didn't fancy breaking bones and harming himself...Pain wasn't the issue, of course. He didn't mind getting hurt...but it seemed pointless to do it on purpose.
"Silly Lion..." Dylan focused on the dummy once more, allowing himself to focus and think about his magic moving and meddling with the dummy in front of him. This was the last one he needed for Professor Romanos' challenge...and then Alice could start her run of 'contego' shields. The Slytherin could feel it building...His concentration working overtime for the spell to become a reality...and a tangible thing...All that.
Inhaaaaaaaale. Exhaaaaaaaaale.
"Contego dummy!" He exclaimed as his wand traced out the upwards zig-zag towards the dummy. Did Alice SEE the concentration on his face? DID SHE? It couldn't be swayed.
Heh.
"You are UP, lady."...and then he stepped to the side to let her do her thang.
"Are you calling me dumb?" Dylan just couldn't work the tongue wag like she could. It wasn't a thing for everyone, Alice supposed, and she was just talented enough to pull it off.
The concentration was evident on his face as he cast the spell, she could see it. And then it was her last turn for the jinx. The fifth year pointed her wand again, tracing the check shape and flourishing her hand again at the end in the correct movement. "Flipendo!" And duck, she had to do that too. The jinx narrowly missed her once more, and Alice stayed upright, eyeing the dummy warily. Was she meant to cast a shield now?
She remembered him maneuvering his wand in a distinct upward zig-zag motion, so she tried to imitate it as she cast the shield. "Contego dummy!" Had that worked? Dylan got expectant looks as she waited for him to give it a go.
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Dylan gave her some eyes as he watched her 'Flipendo' the dummy he'd just cast the shield on. Seemed to him like the Lion had that spell down to a science. Good for her...
...And she was still taking his advice and ducking. That was rather smart...
"Oh, I'm totally ready..."...but while he did his, Dylan was choosing to challenge himself. Removing his outer robe, he tossed it to rest over his bag...and then proceeded to start running...Well, not really running. More like Jogging. He was going to do some target practice. Seemed legit enough if he wanted to get his precision on point for upcoming matches...
Wand withdrew, he moved at a steady pace around the arena...It'd come down to looking...and casting...Quick and simple enough. Besides, he was a Seventh Year and a lot of these spells were just too simple for him. Dylan needed some level of difficulty.
The first time he'd looked and shot-off...hadn't been successful. In fact, he'd missed the dummy entirely...Not the second time, though. He aimed and ran..."Flipendo!" and then there was a check-mark squiggle motion...The blue light of the jinx flew towards the dummy...but quickly bounced off. "YOU DID IT..." Yea, he was shouting...because he was kinda AWAY from where she was standing..."AGAIN!"
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So very pretty, and we sure know how to run things..._______________________________ Livin' in ruins of a palace, within our dreams...____________
We're on each other's team._____
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Originally Posted by Govoni
Dylan gave her some eyes as he watched her 'Flipendo' the dummy he'd just cast the shield on. Seemed to him like the Lion had that spell down to a science. Good for her...
...And she was still taking his advice and ducking. That was rather smart...
"Oh, I'm totally ready..."...but while he did his, Dylan was choosing to challenge himself. Removing his outer robe, he tossed it to rest over his bag...and then proceeded to start running...Well, not really running. More like Jogging. He was going to do some target practice. Seemed legit enough if he wanted to get his precision on point for upcoming matches...
Wand withdrew, he moved at a steady pace around the arena...It'd come down to looking...and casting...Quick and simple enough. Besides, he was a Seventh Year and a lot of these spells were just too simple for him. Dylan needed some level of difficulty.
The first time he'd looked and shot-off...hadn't been successful. In fact, he'd missed the dummy entirely...Not the second time, though. He aimed and ran..."Flipendo!" and then there was a check-mark squiggle motion...The blue light of the jinx flew towards the dummy...but quickly bounced off. "YOU DID IT..." Yea, he was shouting...because he was kinda AWAY from where she was standing..."AGAIN!"
... what... was Dylan doing?
Was he sane?
"Um.." Alice watched him shed his outer layer of robes and start to jog around the arena like a madman. Was he okay? Why couldn't he just do it standing in one spot? She raised her eyebrows in skepticism, but decided not to question his actions. Slytherins. They were really weird. Instead of voicing her comments, she waited for him to cast the spell, beaming when it bounced off her shield.
"YOU SOUND SURPRISED," she called back to where he was, raising her wand again and casting a Finite to get rid of the current shield before making a new one. "Contego dummy!" Zig-zag upwards, and.. had this one worked, too? Hm, Dylan?
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Once he'd taken care of the first knock-back jinx, the Slytherin Captain sped up his jogging/running. Without having to focus on accuracy for a moment, he could just run...
Good thing it was slightly cool in the room. There was no sweat to speak of yet...
Hearing her using the shield again, Dylan took his cue and slowed, gripping his wand tightly in his right hand...This had been a brilliant idea, by the way...He did feel challenged, that much was for sure...
He stopped completely and took aim, trying not to think about it too much. ENDURANCE TRAINING. "Flipendo!" He moved his hand and wand deliberately going through the unusual motion. Check-mark squiggle. Blue light erupted from his wand again and searched out the shielded dummy. It hit it with a bang! and then ricocheted off.
THUMBS UP!
"Again!"...and he was running, once more...
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So very pretty, and we sure know how to run things..._______________________________ Livin' in ruins of a palace, within our dreams...____________
We're on each other's team._____
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Originally Posted by Govoni
Once he'd taken care of the first knock-back jinx, the Slytherin Captain sped up his jogging/running. Without having to focus on accuracy for a moment, he could just run...
Good thing it was slightly cool in the room. There was no sweat to speak of yet...
Hearing her using the shield again, Dylan took his cue and slowed, gripping his wand tightly in his right hand...This had been a brilliant idea, by the way...He did feel challenged, that much was for sure...
He stopped completely and took aim, trying not to think about it too much. ENDURANCE TRAINING. "Flipendo!" He moved his hand and wand deliberately going through the unusual motion. Check-mark squiggle. Blue light erupted from his wand again and searched out the shielded dummy. It hit it with a bang! and then ricocheted off.
THUMBS UP!
"Again!"...and he was running, once more...
The running was still perplexing her, but Alice had figured Dylan was just trying to challenge himself. Because casting spells while standing was beneath him or something. He was confusing, did he know? She kept eyeing him warily as he jogged around the arena, using another Finite to rid the dummy of its current shield. "I'm going again, don't rush me." He was acting like he'd eaten some of that ice cream she'd been hyped up on before, wasn't he?
Good thing he didn't eat any sweets because of that Quidditch diet, or she might have been worried.
But right. Shield. "Contego dummy!" Another upwards zig zag. Was he sweating from all that jogging yet? Alice found him in the arena again and gestured to the dummy with her head. "Your turn."
His, yep.
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Yea, Dylan knew he probably looked like a lunatic...but he cared not. He was putting this in his activity log...and he didn't feel right listing it if he hadn't actually done it. So, yea. He was doing it. Also, only a Slytherin would think to utilized their time like this.
He'd completed his challenge...and could do other exercise things while helping Alice. He wasn't just a pretty face...There was a big, beautiful brain at work here, too.
The muscles in his legs tried to rebel against his efforts, though, as he pushed them harder around the room. Dylan fought against quitting, though. Three hours a week. That was the assignment...and he could run for three hours. He used to do it all the time at home in Wisconsin.
...Oh. Alice was ready for him to Flipendo...
He paused and took aim. TARGET LOCKED. The Captain breathed deep, centering himself and his magic for a moment...just getting in the zone and wiping a stray drop of sweat from his forehead. "Flipendo!" The blue light surged forth again...and he held tight as it flew towards the dummy once more. Like the previous two spells, the blue light made contact and bounced back.
Smirking over at Alice, he continued on with his running.
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So very pretty, and we sure know how to run things..._______________________________ Livin' in ruins of a palace, within our dreams...____________
We're on each other's team._____
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Originally Posted by Govoni
Yea, Dylan knew he probably looked like a lunatic...but he cared not. He was putting this in his activity log...and he didn't feel right listing it if he hadn't actually done it. So, yea. He was doing it. Also, only a Slytherin would think to utilized their time like this.
He'd completed his challenge...and could do other exercise things while helping Alice. He wasn't just a pretty face...There was a big, beautiful brain at work here, too.
The muscles in his legs tried to rebel against his efforts, though, as he pushed them harder around the room. Dylan fought against quitting, though. Three hours a week. That was the assignment...and he could run for three hours. He used to do it all the time at home in Wisconsin.
...Oh. Alice was ready for him to Flipendo...
He paused and took aim. TARGET LOCKED. The Captain breathed deep, centering himself and his magic for a moment...just getting in the zone and wiping a stray drop of sweat from his forehead. "Flipendo!" The blue light surged forth again...and he held tight as it flew towards the dummy once more. Like the previous two spells, the blue light made contact and bounced back.
Smirking over at Alice, he continued on with his running.
She spent a couple more minutes watching him run around like that when it finally hit her. He was using this for his activity log, wasn't he? Oh. He was seeming less insane and more clever now. Why hadn't Alice been smart enough to think of doing that when she was casting the jinx? Maybe after she was done with the shields, she could join him in awkwardly doing laps around the arena.
.. was it her turn again?
Drawing her eyes away from her sweaty co-captain, Alice refocused her attention on the dummy once again. She traced the upwards zig zag shape in the air with the tip of her wand after casting a Finite to rid the dummy of the previous shield, performing her fourth one the day successfully- or at least she hoped she had.
That was up to Dylan to figure out, wasn't it? Stepping back, the fifth year locked her gaze back on the Slytherin frolicking around the area. His turn now.
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If the thing about practicing spells in the duelling arena wasn't mentioned on the year long activity log thing, Tobias would probably still have found his way here at some point or another. Now he was starting to really get the hang of the magic basics and the theory and stuff, he was DETERMINED to worked super super hard and PROVE that he really deserved his place at the school. To a bunch of people.
He did find magic and the focus required more difficult than he felt he should, so the idea to go and start practicing RIGHT NOW suddenly hit him... and here he was.
Tobias had his school bag with him and in the school bag he had a couple of his textbooks, and after briefly glancing round the room, not even bothered that he might get hit by a stray spell, he initially made his way over to the stands. There, he sat down and started rifling through The Standard Book of Spells: Grade 1 for an idea on where to start.
AHA. Incendio. That looked perfect.
Tobias grabbed his wand and left the book open on the seat once he'd worked out what he was doing, and went to the main part of the arena.
Uhh... was he meant to use a dummy or something?
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If the thing about practicing spells in the duelling arena wasn't mentioned on the year long activity log thing, Tobias would probably still have found his way here at some point or another. Now he was starting to really get the hang of the magic basics and the theory and stuff, he was DETERMINED to worked super super hard and PROVE that he really deserved his place at the school. To a bunch of people.
He did find magic and the focus required more difficult than he felt he should, so the idea to go and start practicing RIGHT NOW suddenly hit him... and here he was.
Tobias had his school bag with him and in the school bag he had a couple of his textbooks, and after briefly glancing round the room, not even bothered that he might get hit by a stray spell, he initially made his way over to the stands. There, he sat down and started rifling through The Standard Book of Spells: Grade 1 for an idea on where to start.
AHA. Incendio. That looked perfect.
Tobias grabbed his wand and left the book open on the seat once he'd worked out what he was doing, and went to the main part of the arena.
Uhh... was he meant to use a dummy or something?
It was time once again to do some practicing in the Dueling Arena. The long term assignment was sort of kicking Mo's bum around the school - and not because he was morally opposed to exercise. It was more because he was terrible at finding time to fit in spell practice. And he called himself a wizard. He spun his wand between his fingers as he entered the room and spotted several people at work.
And there was a smallish Hufflepuff working by himself, which suited Mo just fine. "Hey," he gave the boy a nod as he took up position nearby. "What are you working on, then?"
It had to be better than Mo's plan to work on his shield spell using a rubber ball off the opposite wall. He was trusting his reflexes... probably more than he ought to trust them. Mo rummaged in his satchel and removed the ball before giving it a few practice bounces off the opposite wall.
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Instead of jogging now, the Slytherin was darting back and forth, testing his agility, stopping short and then running back in the other direction...Dylan's agility was awesome, he personally knew...So, he felt more than confident performing these crazy!person actions in front of the others. They could think he was nuts all they wanted to. He really didn't mind.
...and then Alice was calling out to him a fourth time. The Slytherin stopped everything he was doing and immediately took aim. Endurance training and needing to focus at a moment's notice. That's what he'd been pushing to perfect...He knew that he had fantastic focus as it was...but it was the precision that could've been worked on a bit.
Dylan wanted it to be perfect.
Nothing else would do.
"Flipendo!" His wand went through the checkmark squiggle and then there was BLUE LIGHT spilling out of his wand. It erupted and sought out the practice dummy with a vengeance...Dylan paused momentarily...the spell ping'ing off Alice's shield and coming right for him. Using his seeker speed, the Captain ran for it...scattering like a bug might when faced with a predator.
"Protego!" He stopped running...the spell crashing into his shield charm...Merlin, he needed to stop casting it so strongly...EEP.
"I think that was a good one."
...And he was running again.
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It was time once again to do some practicing in the Dueling Arena. The long term assignment was sort of kicking Mo's bum around the school - and not because he was morally opposed to exercise. It was more because he was terrible at finding time to fit in spell practice. And he called himself a wizard. He spun his wand between his fingers as he entered the room and spotted several people at work.
And there was a smallish Hufflepuff working by himself, which suited Mo just fine. "Hey," he gave the boy a nod as he took up position nearby. "What are you working on, then?"
It had to be better than Mo's plan to work on his shield spell using a rubber ball off the opposite wall. He was trusting his reflexes... probably more than he ought to trust them. Mo rummaged in his satchel and removed the ball before giving it a few practice bounces off the opposite wall.
There seemed to be a whole bunch of dummies available for use, some that even moved. But Tobias felt that that would be kind of pushing it a bit; he didn't know if he could even do the spell yet, let alone on a MOVING dummy. No, the stationary one was fine.
BRILLIANT. So... that was a plan.
Vaguely, Tobias heard someone else come in even as he went over the spell in his head. He hoped he would get in trouble for, you know, setting things on fire. At his old school that was kind of... frowned upon.
Hearing the other boy talk, presumably to him, Tobias looked over and gave him a smile. "Hi!" he responded, eyes following the ball that the boy was throwing. He looked familiar, but Tobias couldn't place it. There were loads of people in this place. "Oh, I'm practicing some spells." Duh, obviously Tobias. "The fire one. The book says it's a duelling spell... What's the ball for?"
Toby realised he'd been staring at it, and kinda turned back to face the dummy he was working on. Okay... what was the spell? Incendio. Better practice saying that first. "Insend-yo... no... In-sen-dee-oh. In-sendee-oh. Incendio. InCENdio." Was that a spark that just flew off the end of his wand? Hmmm... maybe he'd have time for a FEW spells.
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There seemed to be a whole bunch of dummies available for use, some that even moved. But Tobias felt that that would be kind of pushing it a bit; he didn't know if he could even do the spell yet, let alone on a MOVING dummy. No, the stationary one was fine.
BRILLIANT. So... that was a plan.
Vaguely, Tobias heard someone else come in even as he went over the spell in his head. He hoped he would get in trouble for, you know, setting things on fire. At his old school that was kind of... frowned upon.
Hearing the other boy talk, presumably to him, Tobias looked over and gave him a smile. "Hi!" he responded, eyes following the ball that the boy was throwing. He looked familiar, but Tobias couldn't place it. There were loads of people in this place. "Oh, I'm practicing some spells." Duh, obviously Tobias. "The fire one. The book says it's a duelling spell... What's the ball for?"
Toby realised he'd been staring at it, and kinda turned back to face the dummy he was working on. Okay... what was the spell? Incendio. Better practice saying that first. "Insend-yo... no... In-sen-dee-oh. In-sendee-oh. Incendio. InCENdio." Was that a spark that just flew off the end of his wand? Hmmm... maybe he'd have time for a FEW spells.
A fire spell, hmm? Mo made sure to move a few paces over. Not like he thought the Hufflepuff was going to set him on fire or anything, but it was just polite to give people room to work. And he might get set on fire. Always a possibility.
"Yeah, it's a dueling spell, although I would limit it to sleeves and pant legs for Arena duels. Just in the spirit of not giving anyone permanent damage over a school duel," Mo grinned and threw the ball again. Just conversation about scars. No big thing. "I'm going to use the ball to practice Protego. I figured I'd just throw it and see if I can get the shield up before the ball gets back to me."
He started to throw the ball as demonstration before offering, "I'm Marcus Branxton. People call me Mo. And you're a really excellent Quidditch player. I watched you last match." Then he did throw the ball, although he barely got his wand up before it flew back and hit him in the arm. Faster, Branxton.
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Originally Posted by Govoni
Instead of jogging now, the Slytherin was darting back and forth, testing his agility, stopping short and then running back in the other direction...Dylan's agility was awesome, he personally knew...So, he felt more than confident performing these crazy!person actions in front of the others. They could think he was nuts all they wanted to. He really didn't mind.
...and then Alice was calling out to him a fourth time. The Slytherin stopped everything he was doing and immediately took aim. Endurance training and needing to focus at a moment's notice. That's what he'd been pushing to perfect...He knew that he had fantastic focus as it was...but it was the precision that could've been worked on a bit.
Dylan wanted it to be perfect.
Nothing else would do.
"Flipendo!" His wand went through the checkmark squiggle and then there was BLUE LIGHT spilling out of his wand. It erupted and sought out the practice dummy with a vengeance...Dylan paused momentarily...the spell ping'ing off Alice's shield and coming right for him. Using his seeker speed, the Captain ran for it...scattering like a bug might when faced with a predator.
"Protego!" He stopped running...the spell crashing into his shield charm...Merlin, he needed to stop casting it so strongly...EEP.
"I think that was a good one."
...And he was running again.
Had his spell ricocheted off that hard? Was it because her shield was so strong, or because Dylan's jinx had been so well cast? Alice tried to consider it as she cast the next Finite on the dummy. She'd been practicing the shield a lot lately, and had done so for a whole two hours for her spellwork last week... but the Slytherin was probably equally talented at jinxes. So it was probably him, wasn't it?
Pity. It would have been awesome to make such a good shield.
"Contego dummy!" Upwards zig zag, and her last shield was done. Quickly pocketing her wand again, she started running about behind Dylan for her own weekly exercise and waited for him to cast the last knockback jinx. What was he doing? Stopping short and then switching directions? Alice tried to imitate best as she could.
This was strenuous. It reminded her a little of the workouts that Selina used to make them do.
Which made it strenuous and FUN, too.
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A fire spell, hmm? Mo made sure to move a few paces over. Not like he thought the Hufflepuff was going to set him on fire or anything, but it was just polite to give people room to work. And he might get set on fire. Always a possibility.
"Yeah, it's a dueling spell, although I would limit it to sleeves and pant legs for Arena duels. Just in the spirit of not giving anyone permanent damage over a school duel," Mo grinned and threw the ball again. Just conversation about scars. No big thing. "I'm going to use the ball to practice Protego. I figured I'd just throw it and see if I can get the shield up before the ball gets back to me."
He started to throw the ball as demonstration before offering, "I'm Marcus Branxton. People call me Mo. And you're a really excellent Quidditch player. I watched you last match." Then he did throw the ball, although he barely got his wand up before it flew back and hit him in the arm. Faster, Branxton.
Tobias didn't even really notice the other boy move a little further away, he was thinking of a few possible issues with this spell. For instance: was it really wise to create fire with wooden wands?
"Oh yeah, definitely." Tobias didn't want to set anyone on fire after all. He was too nice. But if there was a super bad wizard and he was duelling him he might consider it. "It's good for distractions too!" Was it unfair to distract your opponent in a duel, or was that all part of it? Tobias had so many questions.
He watched the ball throwing. That was a smart idea. All the reflexy stuff. Tobias couldn't WAIT until he was good enough at magic that he could start working on the technical type of stuff. Toby bit back TONNES of questions about what spells the other boy could do, but he didn't want to be a bother. Anyway, yes, introductions. "Marcus... Mo! Yeah, that's where I remember you from; Quidditch. You're really fast." Tobias grinned at him. And Mo thought HE was a good quidditch player. That made his smile even wider. "And... wow, thanks! Uh, I'm Tobias Tempus, or Toby... I don't mind which. How old were you when you learned the shield charm?"
Okay, maybe he couldn't help just that tiny question. Before he could continue asking things, Tobias turned his focus back to the dummy and held up his wand. Right... he could totally do this. That HAD been a spark earlier.
Toby imagined the very top of the dummy going up in flames, focused super hard and then... "Incendio!"
Nothing. A bit of smoke from the end of his wand but nothing else. The Hufflepuff frowned thoughtfully. WELL, that was what practice was for!
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Dylan continued with his stopping short and changing up directions thing...Speed drills...They weren't particularly catered to magical peoples...but the Slytherin found they worked well for his needs. He kept this up...for at least twenty more minutes...because Alice was...joining him? His eyes widened in surprise....
Oh, she was ready for his jinx, then...
Pausing just for a moment...Dylan pulled his wand out, pointed, and cast. "Flipendo!" After going through the motions of the wand movement, the tell-tale blue light surged from his wand tip. It reminded him, actually...that he needed to work on his nonverbal spells. Definitely wanted to perfect some of those before NEWT-time...
When the jinxes blue light bounced off the dummy, Dylan turned and high-fived Alice. They'd done the challenge like BOSSES...He was proud of them...because no one else was around to be proud of them. So...positive self affirmations. Not saying or offering any other notice, he tucked his wand back away and continued the speed drills...
His muscles were shouting swears at him...but it was okay. His brain was the boss here, THANK YOU VERY MUCH muscles...In fact, for his body's 'tude...he pushed them harder...forcing himself to go just a smidgen faster between switch-ups.
TAKE THAT, body. Hmph.
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Originally Posted by Felixir
Tobias didn't even really notice the other boy move a little further away, he was thinking of a few possible issues with this spell. For instance: was it really wise to create fire with wooden wands?
"Oh yeah, definitely." Tobias didn't want to set anyone on fire after all. He was too nice. But if there was a super bad wizard and he was duelling him he might consider it. "It's good for distractions too!" Was it unfair to distract your opponent in a duel, or was that all part of it? Tobias had so many questions.
He watched the ball throwing. That was a smart idea. All the reflexy stuff. Tobias couldn't WAIT until he was good enough at magic that he could start working on the technical type of stuff. Toby bit back TONNES of questions about what spells the other boy could do, but he didn't want to be a bother. Anyway, yes, introductions. "Marcus... Mo! Yeah, that's where I remember you from; Quidditch. You're really fast." Tobias grinned at him. And Mo thought HE was a good quidditch player. That made his smile even wider. "And... wow, thanks! Uh, I'm Tobias Tempus, or Toby... I don't mind which. How old were you when you learned the shield charm?"
Okay, maybe he couldn't help just that tiny question. Before he could continue asking things, Tobias turned his focus back to the dummy and held up his wand. Right... he could totally do this. That HAD been a spark earlier.
Toby imagined the very top of the dummy going up in flames, focused super hard and then... "Incendio!"
Nothing. A bit of smoke from the end of his wand but nothing else. The Hufflepuff frowned thoughtfully. WELL, that was what practice was for!
"Even better for distractions," Mo agreed as he moved into a dueling stance. Obviously just tossing the ball wasn't going to work... he needed to be ready for it. Mo grinned to himself when the younger boy said he was fast - that was nice. He didn't always feel like it was true, but he was on a Quidditch high at the moment, even if Ravenclaw had come in dead last in the Cup. "Thanks. Maybe we can fly together some next term... get in some extra practices."
Toby turned back to his task, and Mo returned his attention to the wall in front of him. It was going to go like this: 1) throw the ball, 2) put up the shield, 3) block the ball with the shield, 4) do a victory lap if it actually worked. Mo shifted his dueling stance, wand-side foot forward and wand-arm extended, grip firm and flexible, and weight forward on the balls of his feet.
He threw the ball with his left hand and then immediately cast the shield with his right. "Protego." The ball sort of dribbled back to him, but it bounced off his shield and rolled across the room toward other students practicing on their own. Oops.
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Dylan continued with his stopping short and changing up directions thing...Speed drills...They weren't particularly catered to magical peoples...but the Slytherin found they worked well for his needs. He kept this up...for at least twenty more minutes...because Alice was...joining him? His eyes widened in surprise....
Oh, she was ready for his jinx, then...
Pausing just for a moment...Dylan pulled his wand out, pointed, and cast. "Flipendo!" After going through the motions of the wand movement, the tell-tale blue light surged from his wand tip. It reminded him, actually...that he needed to work on his nonverbal spells. Definitely wanted to perfect some of those before NEWT-time...
When the jinxes blue light bounced off the dummy, Dylan turned and high-fived Alice. They'd done the challenge like BOSSES...He was proud of them...because no one else was around to be proud of them. So...positive self affirmations. Not saying or offering any other notice, he tucked his wand back away and continued the speed drills...
His muscles were shouting swears at him...but it was okay. His brain was the boss here, THANK YOU VERY MUCH muscles...In fact, for his body's 'tude...he pushed them harder...forcing himself to go just a smidgen faster between switch-ups.
TAKE THAT, body. Hmph.
Positive self affirmations. YEAH. Alice high-fived Dylan back enthusiastically and continued the speed drills with him. It was easier for her, since she hadn't been running as long as he had, but she kept at it just as vigorously. The muscles in her legs were completely against this exercise, but she ignored it and went on. They needed three hours a week listed down on this thing, right? And no more Quidditch practices, so random activities like this would have to do.
Could she even run for three hours straight? It had already been a half hour since she started accompanying him. Keeping quiet because moving while talking would take more effort and be harder on her lungs, Alice continued for about what felt like an hour before her knees felt like jelly. That was a sign that she needed to stop, yeah?
"Dylan." Did he hear her? "Dylan. Dylaaaaaan. I'm tired." He got her best pitiful looks. "I want to stop. Find some other exercise to finish with this week, okay?" With that, Alice grabbed his wrist and proceeded to drag him out of the Dueling Arena and towards wherever food was.
Because replenishment was completely necessary after a workout like that.
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