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| | Term 43: May - August 2016 Term Forty-Three: She's Back, and She's Hungry... (Sept 2089 - June 2090) | 
12-30-2015, 11:19 PM
| | |  Dueling Arena
 A well lit circular room, the Dueling Arena is a room in which magical defensive methods can take place. This is a room that screams extravagance, from its high ceiling to the windows that surround the walls and the detailing that can be found here and there. While no fireplace can be seen, there will be a heating charm put into place to keep you going through the blistering cold.
Various platforms have been put up around the room for those who like to show off their defensive techniques. For the more shy individuals, practice on the floor as you will. Just be aware that while the ground may look hard, falling onto it is going to feel about as tough as falling onto a body-form mattress.
Not ready to practice on another human being? Use one of the dummies surrounding the left hand side of the wall. Just make sure to put them back in their places once you're done.
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05-11-2016, 03:47 PM
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| For Le Kerri Mom says I have no sense of direction, so I packed my bags and right.
Not for Nothin, but just sayin.
Torrance was pretty content with his Dueling skills from last year. He wasn't the best but he also wasn't half bad. He enjoyed it, but nothing really drove him to be the best. He never really looked for any reason to be the best there ever was. He just wanted to be him, Good Old Torrance Ugo Spades. He stood out enough as is.
Well until recently. He was going through some old books, and articles on Wizarding History and read about a Dark Lord back in the late 20th Century. The thing that stood out to him the most was accounts on how this Evil Dude could fly without use of a Broom, or any other means of transportation.
He wanted that! He wanted to fly like this Evil Dude! Nothing else mattered now, he had to learn this skill!
Unfortunately Torrance figured he couldn't really confront a Professor, or his Uncle and boldly state that he wanted to Fly like Lord Voldemort once did. That wouldn't go over very well. So this was to be on his own.
Why would this bring him to The Dueling Arena you might ask? Well. Torrance knew one thing about Lord Voldemort that wasn't per say what made him Evil. It was that the Man was a Powerful Wizard. Torrance wanted that. If he could become a Powerful Wizard....NOT ANYTHING LIKE LORD VOLDEMORT....then maybe he could be powerful enough to learn how to fly without a Broom or Transforming into a Bird, or whatever. He wanted to lift off the ground with his feet and be in the sky as himself.
So he would prove that he was going to be the Best Wizard, and the 1st step was Dueling. Become a Great Duelist learn as many spells as he could and that will make him more powerful.
He walked over to a Dummy. Tossed his school bag off to the Ground on the side of the Wall and Un-holstered his Wand. time to get crackin at this. | 
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|   DMCSnidget
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A seven year old Hadley Holland Denaker threw open the door and frowned.
This wasn't a closet.
There had to be a closet somewhere in this castle. One with decent clothes that were also her size!!! There had to be! What...was this place? It looked like a...a medieval high school gym or something? Maybe this was were high school basketball was invented!
There were no nets though, so there went that idea. Still, it was much too interesting NOT to explore. And a lot more interesting than a boring high school gym. Yessireebob!
The tiny 3'9" girl shifted one of the dolls into her left hand with the other one, clutching them close to her protectively. With her right hand she fished the pretty black, gold and silver stick (Kira, the wand) out of her pocket and brandished it like a club. Just in case. I mean, the girl wasn't wearing shoes, as the ones the Cult of Bad Fashion put her in were too big for her. So it was even more important to protect herself. It was a weak and lame excuse but it was what she was sticking with!
Heh, sticking. Stick.
Tough crowd.
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Originally Posted by Callie  A seven year old Hadley Holland Denaker threw open the door and frowned.
This wasn't a closet.
There had to be a closet somewhere in this castle. One with decent clothes that were also her size!!! There had to be! What...was this place? It looked like a...a medieval high school gym or something? Maybe this was were high school basketball was invented!
There were no nets though, so there went that idea. Still, it was much too interesting NOT to explore. And a lot more interesting than a boring high school gym. Yessireebob!
The tiny 3'9" girl shifted one of the dolls into her left hand with the other one, clutching them close to her protectively. With her right hand she fished the pretty black, gold and silver stick (Kira, the wand) out of her pocket and brandished it like a club. Just in case. I mean, the girl wasn't wearing shoes, as the ones the Cult of Bad Fashion put her in were too big for her. So it was even more important to protect herself. It was a weak and lame excuse but it was what she was sticking with!
Heh, sticking. Stick.
Tough crowd. After a morning of teaching, jogging and marking, the birthday boy man had decided to stretch his legs by doing his usual rounds and maybe taking a look into any duels going on in the Dueling Area. Nothing made him happier than seeing a good duel take place and seeing students dueling in their spare time. So, after the office area, that was his top spot to go to. It would certainly ease his min-
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Uh. Say what?
Hirsch stopped and stared at the sight in front of him. A kid. Somehow in this wondrous castle full of mysteries and who knows what else, a kid had managed to sneak in. A kid. The man had to rub his eyes just to make sure he was actually seeing what he was seeing and this wasn't some sort of prank placed on him. But no, she was there as bright as day and brandishing a wand as if it was nothing.
Again, what? She wasn't......... one of his, was she? One he didn't know about?
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No. No of course not. Don't be silly, Hirsch.
But that didn't stop the Defence Professor from approaching her cautiously and kneeling down in front of her, noting how familiar she looked. "Hey, stop stop stop! No need to wave it like that, you might poke someone's eye out." Meaning, his. And he liked how his eyes looked just fine. They were doing a good job of picking up her all-too-familiar traits but he trudged on, "Hey, kid, are you lost? Where are your pare-"
And then it clicked.
Cue a long, dramatic pause and a lot of blinking.
"HADDIE?!"
Yet again, WHAT?!
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| DMC Snidget
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Originally Posted by hermionesclone After a morning of teaching, jogging and marking, the birthday boy man had decided to stretch his legs by doing his usual rounds and maybe taking a look into any duels going on in the Dueling Area. Nothing made him happier than seeing a good duel take place and seeing students dueling in their spare time. So, after the office area, that was his top spot to go to. It would certainly ease his min-
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Uh. Say what?
Hirsch stopped and stared at the sight in front of him. A kid. Somehow in this wondrous castle full of mysteries and who knows what else, a kid had managed to sneak in. A kid. The man had to rub his eyes just to make sure he was actually seeing what he was seeing and this wasn't some sort of prank placed on him. But no, she was there as bright as day and brandishing a wand as if it was nothing.
Again, what? She wasn't......... one of his, was she? One he didn't know about?
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No. No of course not. Don't be silly, Hirsch.
But that didn't stop the Defence Professor from approaching her cautiously and kneeling down in front of her, noting how familiar she looked. "Hey, stop stop stop! No need to wave it like that, you might poke someone's eye out." Meaning, his. And he liked how his eyes looked just fine. They were doing a good job of picking up her all-too-familiar traits but he trudged on, "Hey, kid, are you lost? Where are your pare-"
And then it clicked.
Cue a long, dramatic pause and a lot of blinking.
"HADDIE?!"
Yet again, WHAT?! "NAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!" She swung the fancy stick at the voice and gasped with ivory and gold light corkscrewed out of the tip...kinda like the silver and gold spiraling up the stick. COOL! She waved it again furiously trying to reproduce the effect, but it wasn't happening. She only said when the man called her by her name.
The young girl's eyes narrowed at the man suspiciously. "How do you know my name?" Who was he? Was...was he the leader of the Bad Fashion Cult!? Did he send them after her and that's how he knows her name? Haddie scrutinized his outfit and no. No way would the leader wear normal clothes. Unless it was to gain her trust.
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No. Not even for that. As important as knowing how he knew her name was, there was an even more important question. "How did you get normal clothes?" And most importantly, could he get her some?
"And what is this place? It looks like King Arthur's high school gym.. And how did the stick do that light thing and...and...and..." What else? "Oh and who are you!?" Can't forget that one.
Her Mom's voice suddenly rang in her head. Something about manners. She didn't know. She rarely listened even when it was in her head. "Um, hi."
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Originally Posted by Callie "NAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!" She swung the fancy stick at the voice and gasped with ivory and gold light corkscrewed out of the tip...kinda like the silver and gold spiraling up the stick. COOL! She waved it again furiously trying to reproduce the effect, but it wasn't happening. She only said when the man called her by her name.
The young girl's eyes narrowed at the man suspiciously. "How do you know my name?" Who was he? Was...was he the leader of the Bad Fashion Cult!? Did he send them after her and that's how he knows her name? Haddie scrutinized his outfit and no. No way would the leader wear normal clothes. Unless it was to gain her trust.
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No. Not even for that. As important as knowing how he knew her name was, there was an even more important question. "How did you get normal clothes?" And most importantly, could he get her some?
"And what is this place? It looks like King Arthur's high school gym.. And how did the stick do that light thing and...and...and..." What else? "Oh and who are you!?" Can't forget that one.
Her Mom's voice suddenly rang in her head. Something about manners. She didn't know. She rarely listened even when it was in her head. "Um, hi." Holy mother of-
Letting out a loud yelp, the man leaned backwards and as far away from the sparks as he could without falling over in the process. In his head, this looked like something out of those Muggle movies where the hero dodges the weapon by leaning backwards in an arc but in reality, it was simply a man leaning back as sparks flew over his head from the wand of a little girl.
Let him live his dream, okay?
Okay, so now that his student had stopped attacking him, maybe he could regain his composure and figure out exactly what was going on. He straightened out his denim jacket, thanking his lucky stars for his dueling abilities, and started to answer whatever nonsense the girl was spewing out.
How did he know her name? Blink. "I think, after a year of teaching you, I'd at least know your name by now, Haddie." A look was shot over towards her because she was making absolutely zero sense. Please explain? Because this was making about as much sense as the idea of decaf coffee did. ".......... From the clothes store? They sell all kinds of clothes. Normal clothes." What kind of question was that?!
You know, there were so many confusing words being thrown at him that he was just not going to question the King Arthur part. Maybe the girl had been watching too much television and it had made her demented. Maybe someone was getting their revenge on her for one of her pranks that she did. Maybe this in itself was a prank. So, he was not going to fight back. "King Arthur leant the place out especially for us. Because we're best........ knights." Blink.
And then came the frown. Oh come on, he might not be the most loved professor here but surely, she knew his name. "Roderik Hirsch. I'm your Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor." HELLO?! "What's going on, Haddie? Are you feeling okay? Do you need the Healer?"
And hello to you too.
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| DMC Snidget
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Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaat on Earth was this guy babbling about? And was he really a knight!? COOOOOOOL!!!!! Keep it together Haddie. The girl cleared her throat and just stared at him.
Her seven year old brain was working overtime to fill in the details his answers were clearly lacking. Like, was there a clothing store in the castle? That sold normal clothes? What was the Defense Against the Dark Arts? Were they trying to ban black paint or something? What was wrong with black paint? What color did they use for the pupils of eyes then? As a knight was he aware of the Cult in the basement. Or...oh, that was the dungeon and he captured them! And they were just staying there voluntarily?
LAMEST CULT EVER.
Then there were the things that her brain couldn't make sense of. "I don't know you," she said, decisive and fierce. "I have never met you before, sir." 'Cuz knights were sirs. And as a good knight, he was of course concerned about whether or not she was okay. That's how knights were. He must also know that she's a fairy princess and was sent to protect her. Obviously. "I'm feeling peachy keen, peaches."
There now that that was out of the way. "Can you take me to the clothing store?" So she could get some normal clothes that fit. "And you should probably tell someone to lock the dungeons. If I can leave then so can the prisoners. Unless it's enchanted." Her little eyes grew huge and she bounced up and down excitedly. "That's it, isn't it!? It's enchanted! Cool!" She stood silently for a moment, waiting for the Knight to lead the way to the clothing store, rocking a little bit as she did. "And why do you hate black paint?"
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She didn't know him.
She didn't.
Maybe something had happened to her on the way here. Maybe she'd been hit by a curse of some sort that made her forget things and that was why she was asking him all these questions. Huh, maybe he should take her to the Healer on the pretence that he was taking her to see some roses or whatever it is that seven year olds liked. "You came to my office earlier this year with Jaemin. I've been teaching you for a whole year....... and a bit." How could she not remember?! He wasn't that forgettable, surely.
As for the nickname of peaches - oh, the look of disgust that would've spread across his face if he'd allowed it - he was going to happily ignore it. No need to argue with a kid about the use of these nicknames. And he doubted she'd understand what this could do to his ego, especially if one Ariadne Grahn got wind of this nickname.
But something he couldn't ignore? 'Can you take me to the clothing store?'
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She wanted to go shopping. SHOPPING. With HIM.
THAT WAS NOT IN HIS JOB DESCRIPTION.
Eyes wide, the thirty year old took a couple of deep breaths at her words. This sounded like a recipe for disaster and he was sure that it was going to break all kinds of boundaries. Besides, how much advice could he really give on little kid's clothing? Not a lot, that's how much. "Maybe you should ask someone who'd be........ better at this. Like Professor Ichihara. She'd give you a lot of advice on what kind of clothes you need." Good luck, Nana.
Prisoners?! Come again? See, Hogwarts was full of many weird and wonderful things that were bound to throw curveballs at you but surely, no one was cruel enough to hold prisoners down in the dungeons. What was she talking about, exactly? "Yes. Yes, exactly." Agree and nod along: a trick that worked with a lot of people and one that'd work here too, here's hoping. "I don't hate black paint." Where had she gotten that from? Had Haddie Denaker gone mad?
Possibly.
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The littlest Californian stamped her foot, rather annoyed. "I told you I never met you before. And I don't know any Jaemin!" Adults! They never listen. And this knight was no different. She rolled her little eyes and threw up her hands like he was hopeless.
Because, frankly, he was hopeless.
"Look Mr. Knight, I just met you five minutes ago. And my art teacher is Ms. Philips and she has no problem with using black paint, okay? And if you don't hate black paint why are defending against it?" Did he get it now? She hoped so. Because she wasn't sure how much clearer she could be about this. "Do you know where I can get regular clothes or not?" That was still very important too. And who was this Itchy Mara person? Does she have the normal clothes? Which is why she could help Haddie? Or was she a teacher like Sir Knight here. "What color does Mara defend against? Why is she itchy?"
With the annoyed and frustrated huff, the young girl stormed off to the seating area and sat down. Her arms were folded and she was pouting pretty fiercely. Seriously all she wanted was something decent to wear and to go home where things and people made sense. And also to keep the dolls and the cool fancy stick that made swirling lights. But noooooo! She gets the knight that's more confused than she is.
If this was the fairy kingdom, they could keep it!
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Woah, hissy fit alert.
The man stared at her stomping of the feet, silently glad that he didn't have any kids of his own. Sure, he had nieces and nephews but the great thing about them was that he could give them back afterwards while still keeping that fond attachment that his nieces and nephews couldn't get out of, even if they wanted to. But this? This was new and was something fathers dealt with, not Roderik Hirsches. "I'm only stating facts, Haddie." So don't get upset? Please?
Mr Knight? Art teacher? Black paint?! All of this was far too confusing and he felt as though he needed a strong cup of coffee to distract himself from this. Though, if he was honest, he found the mention of black paint amusing. Defence Against the Dark Arts? Black paint? Hirsch let out a small chortle before saying, "Defence Against the Dark Arts is about something else entirely. Like........" He paused. How much did kid Haddie even know about magic? A lot? Not very much? Uh. "........ like martial arts. Defending against the bad people."
Nailed it.
Mara. And itchy. Would it be rude of him to laugh? Because he wanted to, so badly. "Not Itchy Mara, Ichihara. That's her surname." And please don't say the other name in front of your Transfiguration Professor, okay? "She teaches Transfiguration and while I can get you clothes, I......... don't know a lot about girls clothes. She'd be much better." Nod. Maybe they needed to see her and let him explain the situation? Because there was no way he could be roped into this.
And then she was storming off.
Sigh. This was exactly why he didn't want any kids of his own.
The man took a deep breath before following soon after. When reaching her, he bent down in front of her and spoke in a soft voice, "Look, Haddie, tell me what you need from me. It can be anything." Anything apart from shopping, please.
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The gentle voice on top of being asked what she wanted and needed did it. Adults never, ever, ever asked her what she wanted or needed. They just told her stuff like Knock it off or stop acting like a toddler. Haddie looked up at the Knight and wiped her eyes dry with her hand. What did she want and need? "Ummm." She touched her chin with her finger, which then started to slide up and to the side to her cheek. It smooshed her lips as it did.
"A pony." That was what she needed. A pony. And she spoke it with absolute assurance and hope. An exaggerated nod of the head punctuated her request.
All that he had said before was catching up to her now. About him knowing martial arts, which had to make him the best Knight EVER!! Like seriously, the BEST! And about it being Itchy-hara and the person's name. Poor woman. And that huge word that Haddie didn't know and didn't think she could pronounce. But she could get Haddie clothes, so that was something. All of it filtered into her awareness.
"So you're like a Ninja Knight!?" Haddie excitedly karate chopped the air as she asked it. This was the best! Her knight was also a ninja! And she wasn't even gonna try to pronounce that trans...transfibber...whatever it was. Nosiree Bob. "Can we go get regular clothes from Itchy-hara?" What a weird name! "But after we get my pony." Definitely after the pony. Definitely. She nodded to herself in confirmation.
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Had he actually made her cry?!
His expression turned from sincere to pure horror-struck as he watched her wipe her eyes. Yeah, no, that was not meant to happen. He opened his mouth to say something, anything, to her but before he could, she was already making demands at him. Typical.
............ A pony. Really? Where was he meant to get a pony from?! And did she know that that meant going to James for this to see if he just so happened to have a spare pony? Which, as funny as it would be for Hirsch to see, was a recipe for disaster because James and Haddie got along about as much as dementors and hugs did. "You want a real pony?" Really?
What would James think of this?
Calling him a Ninja Knight was certainly one way of boosting the man's ego. He straightened up slightly and half-smiled, half-smirked at the girl. "I guess you could call me that. It's a much better nickname than the guy who hates black paint." Har har? "Of course," he said, nodding his head at her, "But why don't we get you nice clothes first so that you can wear something more comfortable," And more fitting too, by the looks of it. "when you meet your pony?"
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No, Professor Ninja Knight, you didn't make her cry. They were tears of frustration. But the man had successfully distracted her from said frustration.
And, "Yes, a real pony! You said anything!" she reminded him. Anything at all. And she wanted a pony, of course. "Or a unicorn. I'd be happy with a unicorn. But Dad keeps telling me that's not possible. Because they don't exist." She didn't buy that though. It was just his way of trying to get out of getting her a unicorn when she turned 7. "I know they do exist!" Defiant as ever. Then the young girl turned and studied the Knight. "Do you believe unicorns exist?" She watched his expression carefully, and quite obviously. This was clearly a test of some kind. Would the Knight pass it?
The Knight did have a point about the clothes. Kind of. But no. Haddie shook her head. "Ponies don't care about clothes, silly." He was a knight, he should know this. "They care about carrots! Duh." She wasn't sure what unicorns cared about. Probably carrots too. The seven year old hopped to her feet and started to pace, deep in thought for a moment. Clothes or Pony first? "Pony!" Definitely a pony first. "Pony first!" Just in case he hadn't heard her the first time. She hopped down from the bleachers and grabbed the Knight's hand. A microsecond later, the child was pulling him along with all her might.
She was getting a Pony!!!! Or a Unicorn!!!!!!!!
BEST DAY EVER!
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Anything.
Why did he have to say anything?!
Hirsch could have hit himself right then and there but it wasn't the time. Instead, he had to put on this face that suggested that he was completely okay with this suggestion."A pony it is." It was a good thing that he was on James' good side he hoped. As for the comments about unicorns, the man simply let her continue her stance on it, deciding that it would be best to not comment on it. See, he knew better and knew that unicorns do exist but there was no use in ruining someone's dreams.
Or so he thought.
Does he believe that unicorns exist? Er. "I think they do, yes." Good. Simple. No explanation needed. She was going to drop the subject after this, wasn't she? Not ask James if he too believed in unicorns as well?
He was being called silly by someone who was almost twenty years younger than him. That was saying a lot, to be honest. "But surely, you want to look nice for the pony, right? How will you ride a pony in baggy clothes?" Not that he had any experience in the matter but, you know, common sense. Or maybe it was just him trying to push forward the idea of seeing Nana first.
But she wanted to see the pony first. Sigh. Kids. "Pony it is, then," he said, starting to get up, "Come on, they won't be in here."
Please let James be in a good mood.
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The child was vibrating with excitement. And bouncing. She was vibrating and bouncing with excitement. This was something that used to cause her parents so much anxiety. But Haddie never cared. Nor did she care now. Know why?
She was getting a pony!
Ponyponyponyponyponyponypony...or unicorn. Which the knight totally believed in! Haddie beamed at him; a smile so wide and full of teeth it was almost blinding. "Because you're smart." It was a statement of fact more than a compliment. And then he went and talked about baggy clothes. Haddie raised her eyebrows at him, as if to say really? "It's a pony, Sir Knight, not olympic, um...jogging." Shouldn't he know this? He was a knight. If he could stay on a horse in armor, she could stay on a pony in baggy clothes!
Oh yay! They were off to see a pony!!!!!!
Ponyponyponyponyponyorunicorn.
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