24 Apr 2025, 23:35
The Cunning of A Slytherin
The Cunning of A Slytherin
As a 1st Year Slytherin Vikus watch everyone very closely to see who they really are and who they have treated him so far through his first year at Hogwarts. Vikus was eager to have met a few friends but he felt very intimidated by a specific student. This student was feeling like a competitor for Vikus.
Vikus grew towards the student with much cunning to make it his purpose to feel less intimidated by this Student. Vikus knows if he can be friends with this student and feel less intimidated they will create havoc within school all sorts of pranks and other misbehaviors.
He thought to himself how can two different people come together be the best of pranks and great sinister deeds within the school.
He knows if they are going to get together they might just get expelled for everything they would do in the future. Vikus will sit the great hall until he meets this student. He started to look around to see if he maybe can spot the student from a small distance but only a few meters away from the doors. Finally after a couple of minutes a see the student he sat quietly and hope that they can be acquainted.
27 Apr 2025, 22:33
The Cunning of A Slytherin
Ellie Randensmith
Thoughts italic and words #9800a3 Interacting with/mentioning @Vikus Storm
Thoughts italic and words #9800a3 Interacting with/mentioning @Vikus Storm
Ellie was sitting in her usual spot at the hufflepuff table minding a nice quiet meal. It wasn't that she had no friends, she was just thinking about random things that crossed her mind. Ellie also had always been good at telling when eyes were on her. Of course no one really paid her any attention but in the rare moments when her back was turned... It was taking all out of Ellie to resist the urge to turn around and look at the person looking at her right in the eye, smile, and wave then turn back to whatever she was doing before. It was what she had always done in these types of situations. It almost always makes the other person uncomfortable. Almost being the key word, in the rare time it didn't, it just made her look friendly. And both those worked for Ellie.
When she could no longer take it, she looked at the person, the stalker who was observing, gathering date, spying, call it what you like. Turning around on the bench she saw a boy with almost seemingly white hair, and these gray sorta blue eyes, and the face of a mischief maker. Ellie hated calling someone a troublemaker, it just sounded so rude but this boy had the face of someone plotting something mischievous. Fun? Maybe, but Ellie was no trouble maker. Ellie could enjoy watching it but actively doing it? No! She was not going to be in the possibility of detention! Although... no! Ellie thought. But she still used her signature move. She smiled and waved and turned back to her plate.