24 Nov 2024, 13:49
Me? Muggle?
Backdating: 17th Nov
Roleplaying as approved :
~ iNPC Card from Winnie Harper
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Arno's eyes narrowed as he heard the unmistakable crunch through the quiet night air during his attempt to sneak away from everyone as he sat beside the Great Lake at Hogwarts. He stood and up and walked off to face the source of the noise, his hand instinctively reaching for the wand hidden deep in his robes. In the dim moonlight, he made out the silhouette of a figure, gluttonous bastard he thought . "What do we have here?" he murmured under his breath, his tone low and suspicious.
The figure looked up, a hint of surprise flitting across its features. It was some slytherin boy, someone he had never even interacted with before. Arno took a step closer, his eyes squinting to get a better look at the snack. "A muggle treat, I see," he said, his voice dripping with disdain. "I was aware Hogwarts allowed this kind of filth or the people that produce it, no accounting for bad taste I suppose."
Prat was confused, was this a prank?. "What do you want?," he spoke, completely willing to disregard Arno's presence if it was upto him. "It tastes good, but i'm not looking to share if you're wondering."
Arno raised an eyebrow. "Sharing? As if, This food came from muggles, not only does it taste like shit, it's also just inferior" He gestured around at the majestic castle looming over them. "You're in the wizarding world now. Act like it."
Prat's grip tightened around the bag of crisps he'd been eating from. "can you just leave me alone? You sound like you have issues, But they aren't mine to deal with. Edgelord Wizard"
But Arno wasn't in the mood for excuses. After the recent bomb incident in Hogsmeade, he was on higher alert than ever, and the sight of someone mocking him so blatantly just didn't sit right with him. "You're playing with fire, bringing that kind of rubbish into our world, but maybe bringing your kind too was just that," he warned, his voice barely above a whisper.
The tension between them grew thicker than the fog rolling off the water. Prat decided to wrap it up before someone spotted him and he found himself in detention, "I- What? Are you perhaps illiterate? Fell of your bed as child? Not enough fatherly love? " Prat joked for the last time as he began to walk away.
The sudden tension snapped like a twig under the weight of Prat's accusations at him. Without warning, his fist shot out towards Prat, fueled by frustration and fear. Prat, however, was quicker on his feet than he looked. He ducked, the crunchy bag of muggle snacks slipping from his grasp and showering the damp earth with a rain of crisps. Arno's punch missed its target, the wind from his swing causing the crunchy muggle treats to scatter like leaves in the breeze.
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| Prat Pass - Slytherin | |
Sta: 7 | Eva: 10 | Str: 6 | Wis: 7 | Arc: 7 | Acc: 13 |
Sta: 9 | Eva: 15 | Str: 0 | Wis: 7 | Arc: 5 | Acc: 15 |
24 Nov 2024, 14:01
Me? Muggle?
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AEIOUSA"What was that for?" Prat yelped, his eyes wide in surprise. He bent down to scoop up the fallen snack. Arno's jaw was set, his eyes flashing. "For being a traitor to our kind," he spat.
Prat's eyes were filled with fury, after all he had just watched his precious muggle snacks be destroyed in a confrontation he wanted no part of. With the lack of a better thought, he launched himself at Arno, fueled by a mix of anger and rage. Arno, not expecting something like this to happen was caught off guard by the slytherin boy's surprising agility all the while he stumbled backwards. His wand continued to remain in his pocket, forgotten as his fight or flight response came on.
Prat's fists continued to fly at him, driven by pure rage that appeared to come from deep within him. Each hit landing with strength that surprised him, one Arno wasn't sure reflected in the lad's physique. This all made Arno realize how he may underestimated him and dragged himself into a much worse problem. Arno's own attempts to fight back were clumsy and ineffective at best, his blows glanced off the other one's body. Prat's movements were swift and precise, complete opposite of the disoriented and disgruntled Arno who seemed as if he had never brawled in his life. In a matter of minutes, Arno found himself on the ground, with a bleeding and a torn robe. He now found Prat standing over him, panting and victorious. Basking in the glory of his victory over the annoying lizard he had encountered.
His beautiful face was now a mask of contorted anger, only further enhanced by the few scratches Arno's flailing hands had managed to leave on him. "Don't you ever call me a muggle again you stupid idiot. And stay fifty yards away from me at all costs." Prat commanded Arno, "You're not worth it," he spat. "Just remember, I can do worse than this." before turning on his heel and disappearing into the night, leaving Arno to nurse his bruised ego and throbbing nose beside the lake, surrounded by the forgotten crisps that had sparked the altercation.
Prat wondered as he went back to his dorms, did he seriously looked that beat up as of now to be mistaken for a muggle. And who even was that idiot to be so outright prejudiced. Most Purebloods Prat knew were tamer than this, even at expressing some of their less mainstream thoughts and opinions. Prat chalked it upto him being either ignorant or someone who lived in a bubble until most recent times and needed some sense knocked into their being. Something he was glad to have done.
Reaching back to his room, Prat judged his face for a good five minutes as he noticed the scratches he had acquired from his scuffle, tracing each one wondering how long they'll take to fix themselves back up. In the end he decided to see the nurse next day as soon as he could. Not willing to attend ball with a ruined face.
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Thread finished, i just need to add in filler lore for my characters.
| Prat Pass - Slytherin | |
Sta: 7 | Eva: 10 | Str: 6 | Wis: 7 | Arc: 7 | Acc: 13 |
Sta: 9 | Eva: 15 | Str: 0 | Wis: 7 | Arc: 5 | Acc: 15 |