Day 2 Spectator 2024/25 Stage 1

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Date: Oct/27/2024 | Outfit: ✕ | CC: #053926
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───── Gekko always started her mornings bright and early, rising with the sun was as easy as breathing. The awakenings weren't graceful, do not be mistaken. She was just a light sleeper and the first rays of sunlight always seemed to bother her awake. The girl was up as soon as the light hit her eyes, making her jolt awake, but there was nothing beautiful about her wake up ritual. Thus, when the light filtered through her bed's canopy, Gekko was up and going. Rolling out of bed with a grunt and still tangled in the sheets the young girl was only met with a few groans of annoyance from her bunk mates, who were more or less accustomed to the weird wake up ritual. After a few minutes she was untangled and getting a move on with starting her day.

It was an uneventful Sunday, having spent most of the weekday studying for her classes. Studying was how she unwound, even if Gekko really preferred hanging out with other people. A small tug of muscles at her lips pulled her lips into a barely there pout, glancing wearily at the dorm room door that led to the common room. The young witch initially wanted to see if anyone in the Slytherin common room wanted to perhaps hang out with her, but they either totally ignored her or were put off by her blank facial expression. It made Gekko purse her lips slightly, to hide her annoyance, but she otherwise brushed it off and retreated back to her bed and it's comforting canopy for private studying.

So imagine the biracial girl's surprise, and to her joy, when someone came knocking at door about a certain Gryffindor looking for her. A smile actually twitched on her face as she practically ran out of her bed and to the common room entranceway.

That's how Gekko found herself putting a stop to her Sunday studies and instead attending her very first dueling match with Aodhan. It was magical, which of course it was it was magic, but for Gekko it felt like a breath of fresh air, almost enough for her to miss the new nickname. The half blood girl decided to file it away for later, right now the beauty of magic held her attention. She watched the matches with pure awe twinkling in the black depths of her eyes, almost missing her ginger friend signaling her over.

A shiver passed through her bones from the October chill in the air, making her hold her robes close to her body as she hurried over. She sat down much more gracefully than her friend with amusement clear in her gaze. Aodhan was always excitable, but now it seemed even more doubled than before. Which seemed impossible before, but clearly there was layers to his hamster energy. And it seemed to prove Gekko's thought correct as she watched the orange ball of energy start to loudly cheer with wide eyes. A smile twitched on her lips, just barely there and she had to bite back a laugh. She followed his gaze to a particular older boy, whom she figured must be this "Kim". The girl stood up with a sparkle in her eyes, her eyes of awe too focused on the match before to notice or hear Aodhan's question. If he was going to cheer for his friend, then she would join him and hope for their hard earned win.

"Kick their arse, Kim! Aim for the shins!" Despite her small stature and usually quiet voice, Gekko's yelling boomed in a way that didn't seem to fit her body. She had cupped her hands around her mouth, trying to make sure her words were heard loud and clear. She turned towards Aodhan with a barely there grin on her lips, the muscles in her face twitching slightly. "Do you think your friend heard us?" She whispered with a chuckle, slightly tilting her head in a questioning way.

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Date: Oct/27/2024 | Outfit: ✕ | CC: #053926
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───── Gekko only hummed in response, her attention focused almost entirely on the dueling students. It would be distracted, that was true without saying, but she was simply matching his energy. No matter, this duel really was captivating. There was something mystical about the whole ordeal, how each flick of their wands felt like a dance. The constant back and forth of spells had the young girl hypnotized, her eyes glancing back and forth over the field with rapt attention.

She was so deeply engaged in the dueling match that she almost missed Aodhan's words, her head snapping over to the boy. It was the only way she was going to be able to actually focus on him speaking, without disengaging half the things he said. She could not focus on two things at once, unfortunately. However, that didn't stop the Slytherin girl from giving the ginger a weird look, the words completely unrelated to the current narrative. "Blue is okay, green is better." Gekko mumbled softly as she gave the boy another side eye when he wasn't looking. He looked out of it, and the question was out of the blue too, did he hit his head too hard when she wasn't looking?

The young witch would have commented on it had Aodhan not brought up the idea of them getting into dueling. That was much more interested and snapped her attention to him intently, and she quickly sat back down on the bench to have the conversation properly. "I'm not sure, honestly, I never thought about it. This is my first time seeing it, I've only heard classmates talking about it. But, seeing them on the field right now, all in this wonderful dance of color and light, fueled by grace and determination...it makes me wonder." Her words were slightly rushed out, looking back over the field with awe in her eyes, the obsidian orbs sparkling with interest. "Of course, dueling together also sounds fun, a rivalry between us would be unmatched. But, we both know I'd only let you sometimes win, so you don't give up. I'd clearly be the superior dueler." Despite the usual coolness of her tone, there was a hint of confidence in Gekko's voice, a slight smirk tugging at her lips.

October 27th 2024
Speech: #cfa120
Thoughts: Italics
Cheering on @Scout Fu-Hai - Afternoon Slot - Match 8 - 12.30 - 1.30
Open to possible interactions!

After finally healing up enough to get back on her feet, Emily went to do the next best thing... Go back to the duelling arena.

Not to duel, oh no. She had more than enough excitement after taking on three opponents all by herself when one of her teammates got knocked out and the other stood around with his head with the fairies. Despite the loss, Emily was bloody chuffed with herself for her efforts. For a first match, that was brilliant. It still hurt like hell though... And what better way to forget the absolute shamble of a duel and the pain she sustained with it than turning up to support her best buddy.

She made herself comfortable with the rest of the spectators. With keen eyes she scanned the arena until... Aha!

"Scoutie!!! Woo!"

She watched as her best friend took to the stage with her fellow teammates. Emily could tell Scout would be looking for her amidst the crowd. Wherever Scout went, Emily would follow and vice versa. So when their eyes finally met Emily had the biggest, cheesiest grin as she cheered her on.

Once the match started, Emily could already tell Scout was better than her. Experience was partially the culprit but Scout was very... Vocal on the field. Communication was severely lacking during Emily's match whereas Scout was able to rally her team together like a well oiled machine.

Of course, duelling was no exception to Scout's temper. Emily chuckled once or twice where she could see Scout's cheeks puff out of frustration where a spell failed or someone dodged her.

"You still got this, Scoutie!" she cheered.

Already Emily was picking up a few pointers for next time. Communication, energy, assistance...

Emily scoffed when thinking about the disaster of a match she had yesterday. Scout and her team put Emily and hers to shame. Big time.

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Stats: Stamina: 7| Evasion: 6| Strength: 6| Wisdom: 8| Arcane Power: 7| Accuracy: 6
Abilities: Non-Human Enthusiast |Cat's Grace