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Posted: Mon Sep 16, 2013 11:22 am
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※Fifth Year※Hufflepuff※Chaser※Prefect※
Dhyl looked at the redhead who sat down, blinking. Her name was Marina, or something close to it. She and Damien were holding hands and stuff, but the girl was giving him a questioning gaze. It was freaking him out! Why were they looking at him?! He knew he had to act calm, then find a distraction and leave. "U-um... yea. Sh-she was res-reserve last year. I'm gonna g-" Before he had a chance to go, Ronyo sat down and started scrutinizing him as well. Dhyl didn't know what was worse, having people stare at him, or having the former Slytherin forget him. "Dh-Dhylan Nolynn. Now stop looking at me!" His heart was hammering, a mix of being in close proximity to so many people, combined with them looking at him. He slowly scooted away, then stood and backed away, eyes wide in what could only be called fear. He nearly tripped and fell, but ended up just falling off the bench and landing awkwardly on the walkway below. Eyes shifty, the teen exited that set of stands, running toward the next one and up the stairs, before discovering another hurdle.
There was Ariana, sitting alone and looking quite upset by the rain. He walked slowly, then sat beside her. He still looked quite upset by the minor episode he'd just endured, but at least he knew Ari wouldn't stare, nor were there several people near her. Agh, people freaked him out sometimes. Dhyl looked at the redhead with a sheepish smile, then held his umbrella to protect them both from the rain. "H-hi Ariana."
※Wearing※ ※Out Of Character: Yay! Panic attacks! Also: I put Ari in a different section of the stands, but if that's not right let me know so I can edit.※
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Posted: Mon Sep 16, 2013 12:02 pm
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Who's gonna FIGHT for what's RIGHT Who's gonna HELP us SURVIVE We're in the FIGHT of our LIVES And we're not READY to DIE Who's gonna FIGHT for the WEAK Who's gonna MAKE 'em BELIEVE I've GOT a HERO LIVING in ME
MARINA EUGENIE ALDRED PROUD HALFBLOOD SLYTHERIN FIFTH YEAR PREFECT
It's just another war: Reluctant | Just another family torn: Maybe it'll be a quick game... | Just a step from the edge: Damien, Ada, and Ronyo | Just another day in the world we live in: Stands|
Marina laughed. "Not after trekking all the way down here, love." She ran her hand through his hair as she replied to Ada. "I don't need to watch you get bones broken," she said in mock indignation, looking at her friend's hip. "I heard one of Dominic's bludgers got to you last game. How are you feeling?" Ada was so tiny; it was hard to even picture her up in the sky, dodging bludgers while on a broom. But she knew that the Hufflepuff was a whole lot more resilient than she seemed, and could most definitely flatten Marina in the sky. "Besides, I have to show some house spirit some time. Might as well do it during the big showdown between everyone's favorite rivals." she teased in return.
Then Ronyo showed up, and everyone but her seemed to react negatively. Okay... Ada was obviously annoyed with the former Slytherin about something, though Marina had no idea what. She didn't know that they even knew each other. Damien had just gone about ten degrees colder in personality, even whipping out the formal full name thing. She supposed he was now on edge because of Ada's reaction, but that eyebrow raising signified something else... Oh. He was probably wondering how Ronyo was on such friendly terms with her, as she'd never mentioned him and he'd probably never seen them talking to each other.
She shifted uneasily, not sure how to respond. Would Damien be upset with her for not bringing up Ronyo before? Then Dhylan sort of freaked out and pretty much ran away from them, probably because of her intense staring, Marina realized a bit guiltily. Oops. And now they were all getting rained on, because the Hufflepuff boy had taken his umbrella with him. She gave Ronyo an awkward smile. "I'm alright. No trouble this year; I'm a Prefect now." she tried not to look at Ada or Damien, hoping one or both of them wouldn't be annoyed at her.
INTELLIGENCE without AMBITION is a BIRD without WINGS
I'm gonna FIGHT for what's RIGHT Today I'm SPEAKING my MIND And if it KILLS me TONIGHT I will be READY to DIE I've gotta FIGHT TODAY To LIVE another DAY SPEAKING my mind TODAY My VOICE will be heard TODAY
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Mon Sep 16, 2013 12:41 pm
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Ronyo Storm - Former Slytherin Detective Quidditch Stands
Ada's reaction had been understandable, she was probably still upset at him for using her as the go between, but honestly they detective didn't have any other plays. Although there seemed to be something else going on as well, something Ada still was holding back or this entire case was holding back actually. The biggest question of why still plagued the white haired wizard like a horrible nagging pain in his mind. Obviously Chris was hiding, but only from Eretria for some certain people apparently. Why was he hiding and why had he not told his sister he was alright instead of making her suffer the unknown? Hopefully this would all get sorted out and Ronyo could look to make up for anything against Ada, Ronyo really didn't like having to work through another person. Although he had told her everything he pretty much knew about the case, which was not much but she had all the information he did at this point now.
The others seemed to hold an odd reaction however, one Ronyo was not completely sure about. When Dhyl said his name the boy came back to him in his memory, he remembered Dhyl, he was one of Heather's Chasers. Yeah he knocked the boy out in one game actually. Ronyo was about to give the recollection when the boy seemed to stumble out of the stands and then away from everyone. Was everyone at the school going through odd emotional stages?
Damien seemed a bit less than happy to see him as well. The boy had looked at Ada and at Marina both of which caused different reaction towards the detective, none of them really good. Seeing the exchange of kisses between Marina and Damien answered one of the questions at least. So the two were a couple now, that was strange in away given Ronyo only recalled the two yelling at each other a time before. People and times change apparently, and apparently for the better at times. If Marina was dating the boy then Ronyo would trust the boy as long as he was nice to the little dragon. Seeing the sudden rain coming at them with the loss of the umbrella Ronyo grinned and pulled out his wands, and a few small little friends. Four small wooden dragon statues, all white with small green accents.
"Draconifors, Engorgio, Impervius," The three spells were cast on the dragons, causing them to grow just enough to cover a person while hovering and to repel water.
The dragons then were commanded to hover just above the three students and Ronyo himself. It was really the only thing the detective could think of to help the group out during the storm. Just casting Impervius on them all would just make their cloths water proof but they would still be getting rained on. He smiled hoping the three would enjoy the little dragon umbrellas.
"Hope those help some, you can keep them if you want when this is over. Just shrink them down and they fit in your pocket," Ronyo smiled getting to use his favorite spell and show off his wooden dragon friends to more people, he really did love that spell.
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Posted: Mon Sep 16, 2013 1:08 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 16, 2013 3:14 pm
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((OOC: Nah, it's correct ^^)) Ariana stared towards the pitch although nothing was happening yet. The teams were on separate sides of the lines, huddled together. Some were stretching, others were standing around or talking to each other. This is boring, she thought, lowering her gaze onto her shoes. The boots she chose to wear probably weren't the best ones she could have chosen for a rainy day. The raindrops fell harder and faster, but nothing seemed to be getting on the redhead. Confused, Ariana looked up to see a grey umbrella covering her. Dhylan sat down next to her and greeted her. "Hey, Dhyl," she said with a smile. "Thanks for covering me from the rain." At least this way, she wouldn't need to put her hood over her head.
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Posted: Mon Sep 16, 2013 7:44 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 16, 2013 9:57 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 16, 2013 10:08 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 16, 2013 10:14 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 16, 2013 10:52 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 16, 2013 10:58 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 17, 2013 12:26 am
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Posted: Tue Sep 17, 2013 12:46 am
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*~Victor Beausoleil~*
Hufflepuff * First Year * Muggleborn
Victor gave a slight smile at the fact Slytherin had won, he was sure Yesenia was proud of her team. Though it seemed really close at the end...and the fact one of the players had gotten face planted in the mud.
That would have annoyed Victor so much.
The Frenchman then looked up as he noticed someone come to help him, Victor was certainly grateful for the male's help. He wasn't really the...lifting type.
Victor politely bowed, "Monsieur Prefect~" So the male was a prefect then, that explained the...authority like feeling. At the mention of him offering to move the body Victor smiled, "Merci beaucoup, I am afraid I'm not that...strong muscle wise."
He was cursed with a girlish figure, and would have to deal with the consequences of that.
Victor then watched as the male lifted up the corpse with a spell, victor would have to remember the name and look it up later. It would be useful for lifting things.
Victor nodded as he followed after the prefect, "Oh...Alright..." He WAS curious about what was going on, he had heard rumors of sleeping after all, "Do you know what's going on?"
Mood: Concerned Thoughts: ....He seems capable. House: Hufflepuff Year: One
((OOC: ))
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Posted: Tue Sep 17, 2013 2:15 pm
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