En Garde! PV Opeila Closed

The new, feminie voice caused her to jump a bit as at first, she had thought it had come from the imposing knightly figure that still refused to show any signs of life. She tilted her head to find another girl probably as curious as her who seemed rather invested in her current course of action. "They gotta move!" Elena said rather confidenly in response to the question poking the breastplate of the statue in question staring at the helmeted head as if willing it to move. "I mean, that one down there waved at me!" She said pointing a finger down the corridor where another one almost identical in nature to this one like it hadn't moved any inch of it's body in the decades it had resided within Hogwarts. One might say she was crazy, losing her marbles but Elena knew what she saw. You couldn't fool her, these things actually moved and that was a fact she was having diffculty grasping. "Elena." The Gryffindor said in response to the introduction before giving the statue another poke, this time a bit more forcefully.

It had to give some sort of reaction or did it just have a really high pain tolerance? The thought did cross her mind for a few moments but having to explain to a professor why she deemed it necessary to explode one of the castle's fine statues into a billion pieces for the sole reason of seeing if it was sentinet did not seem like a very good plan of attack to her. "I mean, think about it!" She said to Opeila attempting to justify her current course of action. "Why can't it move? The portraits can! They just choose not to." If this all wound up being false, she was going to come out of this very embarassed and very irked but until they were proven otherwise, she would attempt to force a reaction out of this knight. She eyed the sword it held in one hand, the metallic thing could easily skewer them but she didn't want to anatgonize it. A wave, a head turn, something to convince her that they were indeed not just deadbeat dummies.

It sounded improbable in her head that as many of the things that littered the hall, not a single one harbored any particular qualities than being a wall decoration of sorts. They were so great in number that people barely noticed them at this rate and that, Elena suspected was part of why no one really would notice if they did twitch an arm or something. "You reckon they can feel stuff?" She asked curiously tapping the suit of armour with the back of her hand, the metallic clangs resounding down the hallway. One day or the other, it was gonna respond to her intrusive attempts. "What do I have to do to get you to laugh or something?" Elena would say to the inanimate object as if having a perfectly normal converstation. Did they laugh? She didn't know but that was part of the sole reason she was here. Elena Jangleton was going to solve the case of the mute, unmoving, knight even if it held a shield big enough to dwarf both of them and a very pointy sword.

"Please?"

Maybe they could beg it. Tug at it's emotions if it had any. She was just thinking of the first thing that crossed her mind. Merlin knew what the other girl was thinking of all this, perhaps the fact that Elena Jangleton had indeed gone nuts. It would not be the first time.

@Opeila Winters

Mocking her? This thing was having a laugh at her expense. This metal man who's sole purpose was to be nothing but a piece of decorative furniture at the present moment was seeking entertainment at the expense of her actions? Elena cast it a horrified look as Opeila brought up the suggestion shaking her head at that. That just wouldn't do and if anything, it only heightened her resolve more that she was now obligated to get at least some sort of reaction out of this medieval creation from the Middle Ages. Elena didn't know how long they had been there, you would think there would be some rust or something on them by something. That was the other thing, they were alwasy so spot-clean without a speck of dust to be seen anywhere coupled with the glint of the armour. Perhaps it was part of the house-elves cleaning routine or something as she took a few steps back from it.

The Dancing Feet Spell was a good possibility as she debated the proposal "As fun as that sounds, I don't exactly fancy having to deal with a pointy sword if this thing does come to life." The Gryffindor said eyeing the arms the knightly figure held and suddenly, she realized how this also had the potential to turn very lethal. Did they get ticked off? If so, she was not trying to find out the hard way but the girl's next suggestion made a lot more sense to her. It was a good pretty rationale, maybe the reason the thing wasn't budging an inch in the first place was because it didn't exactly fancy spilling all it's secrets to the student body. If word got out that the omnious statues that guarded Hogwarts could move, she was sure there would be more than a few adventurous souls who would take to the corridors in an attempt to find out for themselves and she wasn't sure they would take to the intrusion very kindly.

"Hiding it is then." The brunette said eyes shifitng as if trying to gauge a possible spot where they could camp out and continue with their little survelliance operation they had going on here. You didn't exactly have a whole lot of options being out in a wide and open corridor though there was an alternative. "Maybe we can duck into one of the doorways or something and just peek out to see if the thing rumbles to life." Could it hear what they were saying? The more the fourth-year dwelled on the topic, the more paranoid she seemed to get about this particular mysterious concept that eluded her. It had to move, her own two eyes had not lied to her but it was just a matter of proving it now. Either that or she was witnessing some sort of hallucinations, the girl would not leave this hallway until the burning question of the day was resolved.

The girl had an point, Elena surmised. They wouldn't blatantly go out and start poking a bunch of kids just because they were being a tad bit of an annoyance. These suits had manned these halls for hundreds of years, Elena was willing to bet they were not the first ones that had undertaken this sort of task and they would most certainly not be the last. Still, it was poking away at her and she just needed some visual confirmation that these things were actually capable of physical movemnt before her curiosity was satisfied. Shooting the rigid form of the suit of armour one last fleeting glance, she followed Opeila off to the side into a empty classroom watching as she propped the door so that it allowed them a small gap from which they could observe without being detected or that was the plan at least. She reckoned they might as well get comfortable because if Elena knew anything about these suits, they could stand for hours on end without budging. The two girls on the other hand were probably not capable of doing such a thing before their knees started aching.

They might as well strike up some converstation while they were. After all, the idea of spending every passing second staring at something wasn't exactly how she had thought she would spending a day at the castle but sometimes, you had to do things a certain way in order to get answers. It was a bit like solving a mystery except in this case, it was going to be a very painstakingly long process. "I have a feeling we are gonna be here a while. We might as well relax a bit." Reaching into her robes, she brought out two Chocolate Frogs offering one to Opeila if she would take it. The corridor was eeriely quiet and the statues stood there imposing as ever. This could go two ways, it could be Elena was just seeing things and the things had never moved or maybe the statue was aware it was being watched and refused to budge a muscle as a result. Whatever the case, the two of them would be hunkered down there until they called it quits or got an answer that had probably been sought for years on end now that she thought about it.

Elena reckoned the both of them probably looked like they were up to no good peeking out of an open doorway but as far as she could tell, the coast was relatively clear. "I reckon we're the only ones who care enough to do something like this." The seconds seemed to tick on and on and the stillness of the corridor seemed to be unchanging. Still, Elena refused to budge. Her mind was coming to various conclusion and all of them ended with the answer that the thing had to move. It had gotten here somehow and it didn't seem like the type of thing you could just conjure up out of thin air. Shifting her positon for a moment, the Gryffindor heard what she swore was a faint creak of metal shifting and her head snapped up to stare at the suit of armour. It seemed to have not moved not a muscle but she swore the sound was real. "You heard that, didn't you?"

@Elena Jangleton

Elena spoke out what Opeila was thinking- The two girls would likely be here for a while, so they might as well just relax and talk for a while. The Slytherin sat down and crossed her legs, putting down her bag next to her. "Who would have thought that we'd end up here today...", she said and chuckled lightly, "It is a little absurd, is it not?"

Gratefully she took the chocolate frog Elena offered her. "Great, thanks! Honestly, I should really start to carry snacks around with me, they are all up in my dorm." Opeila looked outside through the little gap for a moment before she carefully opened the chocolate frog box. Immediately she covered the open package with her hand, before the frog could jump out. "Got you.", she said and lifted it to her face with two fingers. "I wish they wouldn't move, I always need to remind myself that they are not actually alive", she admitted, lifted her other hand and broke off one of its hands. Immediately the spell that was on the frog wore off and it froze, making it possible for Opeila to eat it more comfortably.

On her date with Percival last year he just bit the head off, something that she could not bring herself to do as long as it was still moving. Instead, Opeila had looked at the card, which she did as well now. "I got Hermione Granger!", she called out with a smile. The young Slytherin had admired the woman since she knew of her existence, which was pretty precisely two years, thanks to her father who had not wanted her to get in touch with the wizarding world as long as it wasn't necessary.
She offered the card to Elena. "Do you want it? I already have her."

Opeila was just finishing her frog, when Elena spoke up and asked her if she had heard something. The second year stopped chewing on the frog and listened. Was that... metal? She turned to look through the gap outside, but the suit of armour stood still. At least... the one that had been question earlier. "Elena, look!", Opeila whispered and pointed at something Elena would not be able to see from her position. Her green eyes were locked on a second suit of armour that was currently in the process of taking its sword into the other hand.

She watched with some form of amusement as the other girl snagged the frog with practiced hands. It proved for a very entertaining sight as long as you managed to remember the fact that these weren't real frogs, they were just..different as the brunette got to work cracking open her own sweet to see who exactly would come out of it. Her face contorted into a rather confused expression as Elena read off the name. "I got.. some old bloke. Bowman Wright.." She noted with interest the Snitch that was flitting about in his picture and presumed he had something to do with Quidditch holding it up for Opeila who had managed to pull Hermione Granger, a rare find these days and an offer the Gryffindor was all too willing to take. Maybe it was just luck or something else as she spared a glance towards where the suit of armours stood ever un-moving, luck was certainly not helping them in that regard.

"Trade? My Wright for your Granger." Maybe Opeila could decipher just what exactly this wizard had done that was so notable to earn him a spot on a Chocolate Frog as the girl pulled off a leg chewing on it rather causally. 'That'd be so gross. Imagine if it was a live frog." Elena shuddered at the thought making a face. This way, however, they were well-set with idle chatter and a few snacks that would energize them. Elena wasn't exactly sure how long they would be camping out here but she was postively sure that the blasted things had to at least move somewhat at some point in time. Sure, they were good at their whole rigid pose and whatnot but everyone had their flaws and if Chocolate Frogs could hop, portraits could move then Elena firmly believed that the metal warriors that manned the halls of Hogwarts were capable of such things too given enough time and perhaps a little bit of privacy which was what exactly the duo was trying to give them.

The sound they had heard earlier came again and while the Gryffindor had probably dismissed it at first her interest piqued by whom had come out of her treat, this time, Opeila's hushed whisper caused her to scoot forward a few inches as much as she would dare to see what exactly what it was. The brunette had to exert every atom of energy into not yelling with excitement watching with rather shocked eyes as the suit of armour transferred the sword in it's hand to the other slowly but defintely moving. "That just happened, right?" She asked making sure she wasn't going nuts blinking a few times. No, Elena had defintely seen it, an discreet gesture that no one would have noticed if they weren't paying attention but maybe that was why they often went unoticed. The movement was so subtle, so routine and discreet that among the crowds of students, that would hardly be something you would take notice of but it certainly was something that was confirmed now.

She was right, Elena wasn't nuts as she pulled back turning to Opeila grinning from ear to ear. "It moved! We were right!" She stated saying it moreso for herself. Sure, it had been just something simple but it was enough to tell her that her theory had turned out right and that was good enough for Elena Jangleton.

@Elena Jangleton

Opeila smiled when Elena suggested the trade. Bowman Wright was a name that seemed faintly familiar, but then the young Slytherin had also spent a lot of time collecting cards over the last years. It was quite possible that she had all of them now. Hermione Granger was a rare one, as she knew well, but she was only too willing to hand it to the older girl. "You can keep both, if you want. I already have him."

Surprised she looked up again when Elena commented on her breaking off body parts of the frog. Finally someone who felt like she did! "I know, right? I struggle every time, but I rather break off a piece than biting it off while it still moves. That would be even more disgusting." Actually it was pretty close to how Opeila imagined the Slug Vomiting spell to feel, although that was probably a bit far. She looked at Elena a little longer and suddenly realized something. "Hey, you play Quidditch, right? I think I remember you from one of the matches!", Opeila asked excitedly. She wasn't a big fan of the sport, but she usually watched the Gryffindor ones because of Gris and the Slytherin ones of course.

When the suit of armour started to move, Elena moved next to Opeila to be able to see what she was seeing. Only in time, a moment later it finished its action. "Yes, yes, that did definitely happen!", Opeila cheered, smiling widely at the Gryffindor. It was then that she remembered that she had walked through the halls with a plan that had nothing to do with watching suits of armours and alarmed she looked down at her watch. "Oh, damn... Well, this is good timing, because I really need to go now... It was nice to meet you Elena." Hastily she got off the ground and collected her things before she left their hiding place, waving at Elena one more time.

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