Unwilling partnership
Banner by Julia EvansInteracting with:———@Tes Cadell
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Date:—————————27th of March, 2026
Date:—————————Morning
Words:————————305────────────────────────It was Friday, and the air held a definite feeling of spring. Wether it was real or just a trick, only time could tell. Max enjoyed it all the same. That was probably what made him unpunctual for the first class of the day. He simply had to stop once outside and draw a deep breath. The sun peeked out through the clouds to warm his face. Time passed quickly like that. Before he knew it, he was on the verge of tardiness by being late.
He picked up his pace and crossed the grounds in a sprint. He halted just outside of the entrance to catch his breath for a moment. Heaving breaths and dragging a hand through his hair again and again. Then he stepped inside the conservatory. It was just on time too, as Professor Jurema started talking that very moment.
He stretched on his toes to get an overview of the room. So many spots were taken. No wonder, when he arrived so last-minute. He struggled to see an open space at all actually. He hunted down a little as he moved across the space, as to not block the view of anyone. There, perhaps! Off to one of the sides was a Slytherin without a partner at the station next to her. A relieved smile crossed his face as he closed in.
«Do you mind?» He asked the question, but did not bother to wait for an answer. His bag was plopped down and he dove in for supplies. A second or two later, he pulled out a pair of worn gloves. They were intact, but clearly marked by a lot of use. He put them on before turning to the girl once more. «Are you any good in this class? I don’t mind helping if not» He offered beamingly.
PC: Maximilianus Kenneally Vidler—————————"Life is short; make it weird and slightly chaotic."
iNPC: Harvey Dunn—————————————————————Roadhouse Radio
Unwilling partnership
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"That's crap-puccino" Sta 5 | Eva 6 | Str 2 | Wis 7 | Arc 9 | Acc 6 |
ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀᴅ ʜᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ’ꜱ Unwilling partnership
Banner by Julia EvansInteracting with:———@Tes Cadell
Dialogue:———————#770B08
Date:—————————27th of March, 2026
Date:—————————Morning
Words:————————277────────────────────────He did not quite pick up on the girls attitude from her answer. Probably because his attention was already turned to the plants that awaited tending.«That’s great!» He answered absentmindedly as he picked up a pair of shears.
It was commented that he could try to keep up if he wanted to impress. It made him chuckle. Not because he was already impressive, far from it. The response seemed humorous more than anything, so he simply took it at face value. «Alright then» He cast a glance at their workstation before looking back at her. «You might want to put on gloves first though!» He said it with a bit of a wink. It was said with the intention of being helpful, though he was unlikely to pick up on it if it was taken any other way. He commented as he pulled a pot of Dittany closer. Mason could always use a bit of a trim, as the plant seemed to be focusing all its growing on leaves instead of its roots.
He did a few snipes and turned the pot slowly from side to side. «I think Mason is about to get the hang of it now. He is definitely bigger than he was in January!» He commented happily to anyone who would listen. «I even think he might need a new pot soon, won’t you!» He usually spoke to the plants like this, like they were people just as much as himself. As the year had gone on he had picked up on the fact that people seemed to think it was strange. But old habits die hard, and he still did it unconsciously.
PC: Maximilianus Kenneally Vidler—————————"Life is short; make it weird and slightly chaotic."
iNPC: Harvey Dunn—————————————————————Roadhouse Radio
Unwilling partnership
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"That's crap-puccino" Sta 5 | Eva 6 | Str 2 | Wis 7 | Arc 9 | Acc 6 |
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«Uhm, I wasn’t!» He said, too quickly. Talking to the plants when he was alone was nice. Doing it in front of others? He wanted to dig a hole in the ground and jump into it. Since that wasn’t an option at present, he hurried to continue. «Mason is… uhm, my cousin!» He was a terrible liar. The shade in his face darkened, and the words were spoken with a slight stutter. «And he really likes Dittany, so… you see the connection» He finished off with a sense that he impossibly believed himself even less than the girl would.
Maybe that was why he so eagerly jumped on the girls next comment. He withdrew his own hands as she reached out, giving her space to do whatever. Her statement didn’t make much sense. She had handled bigger plants, and therefore Mason needed a new pot… That was logic he had yet to be able to follow. But he was not the one to nitpick, so he scratched at his jaw in uncertainty. «You sure? I was thinking of waiting a week or so…» He didn’t want to say outright that she was wrong. It was impolite, and could be seen as rude. He was neither, at least on purpose. He gestured to the potion her hands. «I mean, we can, if you want to. I don’t think it’ll hurt, just…» He cut himself off with a shake to the head. Maybe if he just agreed, she would forget all about him naming the plants?«Nevermind. It sounds like a good idea.»
PC: Maximilianus Kenneally Vidler—————————"Life is short; make it weird and slightly chaotic."
iNPC: Harvey Dunn—————————————————————Roadhouse Radio
Unwilling partnership
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Original post:”Uhm, I wasn’t!” he said quickly.
Waw. Never saw someone stumble upon words like this one.
”Mason is… uhm, my cousin! And he really likes Dittany, so… you see the connection.”
So he was really talking to the plant. I don’t know why, but this didn’t surprise me,// il a baisser mes expectations touts seul it was almost as if he lowered my expectations of him on his own.
I paused, a confused yet sharp look visible on my face. Slowly, I turned my head toward him, my eyes narrowing slightly.
“Your cousin,” I repeated,
A brief silence stretched between us.
“Your cousin needs a bigger pot?”
I repeated, but this time, I let the words just sit there, floating between us. I decided not to go further into it, it might attract suspicion on my Herbology skills.
My attention shifted back to the plant, breaking the awkwardness that was created, deciding to forget the stupid situation so that he dismisses my poor attempt in making it seem like I know what’s going on.
”You sure? I was thinking of waiting a week or so…” he said, uncertain, scratching at his jaw.
Uh oh…
Bad mistake. I stilled for a fraction of a second, hoping he would change his mind.
”I mean, we can, if you want to. I don’t think it’ll hurt, just… Nevermind. It sounds like a good idea.”
My fingers tightened slightly around the edge of the pot before I forced them to relax.
Saved.
I was good.
I lifted my chin slightly,// son sang froid revenait comme s'il avait jamais faibli
composure slipping back into place as if it had never faltered in the first place
“If you’re unsure,” I said coldly, finally glancing at him, “you can always observe and learn.”
I turned the pot with precision,//masquant l’hesitation dans mes gestes masking the hesitation in my movements.
“Waiting is inefficient. Plants don’t improve by being neglected.”
Do they? I honestly couldn’t be more clueless right now.
“We’ll repot it,” I concluded, tone leaving no room for argument, “Please get a bigger pot.”
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"That's crap-puccino" Sta 5 | Eva 6 | Str 2 | Wis 7 | Arc 9 | Acc 6 |
Unwilling partnership
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The focus shifted back to the plant in question. Her words made him almost laugh. She suggested that he observed if he was unsure. He was not. He knew Mason would do well to wait to get a new pot. Thankfully, it wouldn’t necessarily harm him either, so he kept his mouth shut. If laughing in someone’s face was rude, something he had learned it was, it was for sure rude to contradict too.
The girl seemed strangely finicky though. He stayed back as he kept a close look at her working hands. Unsteady hands lead to accidents. Mason had survived being dropped on the floor already, when Max himself had done it. He would survive another fall. But it seemed a shame to ruin a pot. He may have attended Hogwarts for over half a year now, but the fact that he could actually control his magic and fix things that were broken, was as much of a surprise every time he was reminded.
Her next comment made it impossible for him to keep silent any longer. «It’s not neglect!» His tone was rather indignant, despite his efforts. «Mason gets all the sun and nutrition he needs. Waiting to repot him is just waiting for him to be as strong as possible. Growing roots, getting bigger… Neglect would be if he was stowed under a bench somewhere to fend for himself!»
He was in fact so upset over the accusations that he entirely missed that he once more called the plant by name. He shifted his weight a bit before he stomped off to get a new pot. It was quick work. He placed the slightly bigger pot on the table next to the plant and began laying a layer for drainage, then filled it partway with soil. When he was done, he dragged both hands through his hair. His hands were gloved, and had been covered in dirt, which transferred to his hair. He seemed unaware, as he turned once more to the Slytherin girl. «You wanna repot him?» He at least tried to keep his tone friendly this time. It was only partially successful. «I can, if you’re not comfortable?»
PC: Maximilianus Kenneally Vidler—————————"Life is short; make it weird and slightly chaotic."
iNPC: Harvey Dunn—————————————————————Roadhouse Radio
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I eyed him; visibly confused as he tried to explain his doings. He needed to work on his lies but whatever. We had a bigger problem in hand.
I thought his unnecessary comments would cease until he spoke up again, «It’s not neglect!» he snapped, man I hit a nerve,«Mason gets all the sun and nutrition he needs. Waiting to repot him is just waiting for him to be as strong as possible. Growing roots, getting bigger… Neglect would be if he was stowed under a bench somewhere to fend for himself!»
Well in all honesty, it was funny to see how much importance he accorded the small plant. I stilled. Slowly, I lifted my gaze to him, “You’re getting emotional over a plant,” I replied, almost asking as I nodded at the same time, I let a small pause settile before I spoke up again, “That tells me everything I need to know.” I finished, looking curiously at the plant.
Internally, I was thinking- wait.
Growing roots… stronger first… My fingers curled over the pot. That actually... makes sense.
“You’re over-deepening it,” I added casually, turning my attention back to the plant.
He moved off, returning with a new pot anyway, preparing it with surprising efficiency. I watched quietly, carefully. He knows what he's doing.
Good for me.
I must have been dozing off into a distant land; probably looking stupid too as he broke the silence again, «You wanna repot him?» he asked, tone softer now, «I can, if you’re not comfortable?»
Not comfortable?
My jaw tightened. I’m not "not comfortable"
I just didn't want to pot a stupid dittany.
I stepped forward, my movements hopefully made it seem as if I knew what I was doing,
“Yes, we don't want any mistakes,” I said quietly
I adjusted my grip slightly, masking the uncertainty in the smallest shift of my fingers.
“Watch carefully,” I added, tone cool, “You might learn something.”
Or I might prove him right.
You know what? That's when I broke, "After careful consideration, I don't want to get my hands dirty. Besides, it will be a good practice for you"
Prefect save. It almost made me smile.
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Stamina: 5 | Evasion: 4 | Strength: 2 | Wisdom: 7 | Arcane Power: 9 | Accuracy: 3
Abilities: Parselmouth
"That's crap-puccino" Sta 5 | Eva 6 | Str 2 | Wis 7 | Arc 9 | Acc 6 |
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What he had a lot more trouble looking past was the fact that she was so rude. He had encountered obnoxious people before, so he knew he could handle it. That didn’t stop his temper from heating up. He didn’t mind the talk about him learning from her so much, it was more the other stuff. Still, he tried to keep a lid on it as best he could. He dragged a hand through his hair as he drew a deep breath. Her comments about him getting emotional over a plant was just so… He took another deep breath before he stepped up.
He forced out a smile over clenched teeth. «Yeah, you wouldn’t want dirt on those fancy gloves…» It was about as polite as he could manage. He thought he did a rather good job of it given the circumstance, but he wasn’t about to give himself a pat on the back just for that. He grabbed the empty pot and and began filling the bottom with a layer for drainage. The rocks (or whatever they would use in the wizarding world) made quite a bit of noise, and he relished it.
He was never one for working in silence. General ruckus was apparently not enough, and he didn’t want to start talking to himself again to give the snotty girl even more to make fun of. So he decided to talk directly to her instead. «Much more than that, and we’ll have a whole new set of issues» He wasn’t necessarily trying to teach. It was more meant as a general comment on what they were working on. Reaching, he grabbed handfuls of soil next. «You sure you don’t want to put such… good hands to work?» No one could say he wasn’t nice! Offering and all.
PC: Maximilianus Kenneally Vidler—————————"Life is short; make it weird and slightly chaotic."
iNPC: Harvey Dunn—————————————————————Roadhouse Radio
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He forced out a smile over clenched teeth. I could just tell, and that was only part of his body language that basically shouted that he didn't want me here,«Yeah, you wouldn’t want dirt on those fancy gloves…» he muttered.
I glanced at him briefly then the pot, “They’re just gloves,” I said flatly. “That’s what they’re for.” I said in an obvious tone. I could already see where this was going.
My hands tightened slightly around the edge of the pot as he continued working, he really did think he was all knowing.
«Much more than that, and we’ll have a whole new set of issues,» he added, more to himself than anything, before scooping in soil. «You sure you don’t want to put such… good hands to work?» he asked, obviously in a sarcastic way, which was very much unneeded at the moment.
I paused for a moment and looked back up at him,
Good hands? What a ridiculous statement, "I don't recall askign for motivation" I said abruptly.
I stepped closer anyway, I needed to look convincing in my little act, then hopefully, I will never have to see this guy ever again, I was watching him fill the pot with soil. Carefully. Correctly. It was actually done perfectly; well how I imagine a perfect re-potting to look like, “You’re overpacking it,” I added, tone sharp again.
That was probably right- I hope. I mean I don't know if it was his anger towards me or something else but there was a lot of soil in that little plant...
I just needed to keep up my performance a little longer
Action: N/A
Stamina: 5 | Evasion: 4 | Strength: 2 | Wisdom: 7 | Arcane Power: 9 | Accuracy: 3
Abilities: Parselmouth
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