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Magnus Blackwood!
DURMSTRANG | SECOND | OUTFIT | HEX
Russian/French | 04.05.2026 | WC 498
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The sounds of a nervous heartbeat could be heard outside of Durmstrang as Magnus sat there lost in thought. All around Durmstrang word was going around about the Wonderland Waltz that Hogwarts was hosting as apart of there spring ball for this year. All day Magnus was present to people asking each other out to be there dates or to go with them to this waltz and it honestly was making Magnus sick seeing all these display of emotions he himself didn’t feel or couldn’t understand just put him in a sour mood all day.

That was until he started to think about the ball, he didn’t know if the collective would be going to this event or not but he wanted to go just to experience a new scenery and get to explore some but the issue was he didn’t have anyone he could go to the waltz with. He would have asked Noel but the more he thought about it the more he decided against that as he wouldn’t even know what to say to him. As he continued walking outside he tried to figure out who he would ask to go with him as no way in hell would he show up by himself. Magnus pride himself on his image a lot he was tough, strong, not someone to be messed with and definitely not a loser, so if he showed up to the waltz alone he would look like an absolute loser and he refused to be seen like that.

His thoughts started to get foggy like he was losing focus as now the only thoughts forming in his head wasn’t about the waltz anymore, but they were about Vasilius. Magnus started to picture Vasilius beside him look extremely handsome and giving that charming devilish smile he seemed to enjoy a lot as his soft eyes met Magnus crimson ones. Magnus stopped himself in his track once he realized these thoughts he was having, he shook his head and put his hands in his hair as he closed his eyes trying to get a grip on reality. Why was he thinking this he thought to himself as he tried to calm himself down. It didn’t make any sense how could he be fantasizing about Vasilius the one boy who did noting more than annoyed him by lecturing him when he was “acting out” in his words. Now he was having fantasies about this guy being cute ?!? It just didn’t add up.

He took a moment for a breather as he thought he had gotten rid of the thoughts of Vasilius yet he still seemed to be the predominate thing on his mind. He felt heat rise to his face which felt odd to him. He didn’t understand what was going on or what emotion he was feeling though the more he thought about it the more an idea popped into his head but first he would need some flowers.

He ventures off deep into the Russian woods to see if he could find any flowers that would be useful for him, any flowers would do he knew it was a gamble with the harsh Russian cold but he needed anything that would help him. And it seemed luck was on his side as near a small area that a tree covered without alot of snow was the flowers known as Ammi majus or as Magnus known then as from a book he had read one time, False Queen Anne’s Lace. He picked those up as well as some White Camllia’s he saw out of the corner of his eyes before quickly heading back to his dorm for the final touches.

Once he made it back to his dorm he scanned his drawers for what he needed before ultimately finding some red silk and a black ribbon. He folded the silk around the flowers making it into a bouquet of flowers before using the black ribbon to tie the flowers nicely together before he left again to go find the victim these were chosen for.

He was in luck when he found Vasilius alone outside which for Magnus was the best possible outcome he could have hoped for. He fixed his curly hair before making his way towards him before he looked at him and gently shoved the flowers into him as to not destroy them but to not seem out of character for himself, before he mumbled a few words in French. “Go to the Wonderland Waltz with me…please?” He added please as a nice little nod to being somewhat polite even though he wasn’t sure if Vasilius would have heard what he said he hoped he got it the first time as Magnus hated repeating himself.

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Evasion: 6
Strength: 8
Wisdom: 8
ArcPower: 2
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WIS - 5 | AP - 5 | ACC - 10
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WIS - 8 | AP - 2 | ACC - 8

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Mentions:@Magnus Blackwood
Vasilius had positioned himself where interruptions were least likely; his back against the rough bark of a tree, a book open in his lap, as he read it, his focus as steady as ever, despite the cold winds that passed. The noises from the school at a distance barely reached him as he flicked through the pages, dismissing all actions outside his circle of comfort as insignificant.

Psychological Deviations in Adolescent Behavior.

While it was no groundbreaking book, neither was it something he'd use, seeing his limited social communication, but compared to the thought of spending time with his peers? Way better.

Suddenly, he felt a presence behind him, the heavy steps in an unfocused rhythm; it was a presence that had annoyed the hell out of him during the Koldov Olympics, but also a presence that knew his much more vulnerable side.

"I'd recommend you leave me alone, if you're here to bicker", he murmured, his eyes not looking up.

Suddenly, something was pushed at him.

His eyes widened at the force as it looked down, a bouquet, coincidentally containing his favorite breeds of flower; it was enough to leave him speechless. Slowly, he lifted his gaze towards the boy. There was a flicker of something unreadable in his expression before it was back to his usual expression in no time.

"..Oh", he stilled for a while before finally asking, "You've started drinking?"

It wasn't an accusation, but rather a genuine question. Out of all the people he knew, Magnus was the least likely person to generally hand him a bouquet, especially with every encounter between them ending either with one of them pissed or simply emotional.

"Didn't know we were in the, ehh, flower giving stage?", he looked at the boy, confusion etched in his eyes, he'd barely heard what the boy had said earlier to even interpret what the flowers were for.

Then, finally, with a small exhale that almost resembled a laugh, he tapped the flowers gently against his palm as he spoke, "What did you say again? I do recognize it was French at first and English later. I'd hate to misinterpret this rare gesture from your side."
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Magnus Blackwood!
DURMSTRANG | SECOND | OUTFIT | HEX
Russian/French | 04.05.2026 | WC 498
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Magnus started to get a frown on his face as Vasilius work didn’t make sense to Magnus at all, why did Vasilius think he was drinking sure he’s gotten a tad bit tipsy and maybe drunk before but he hadn’t had any alcohol in a few months actually so Vasilius wasn’t making any sense to him what so ever which also begged a bigger question why did he think he hasn’t had alcohol before. “How did you know I…never mind but no I hadn’t been drinking in awhile why do you think I stared to drink today ? He sighed as he didn’t like doing this he already felt nervous and embarrassed and this was not helping it.

“I can like flowers..and I thought they looked nice so I figured you probably would like them…” He sighed as he started to get frustrated this was embarrassing but also stupids, stupid and dumb and dumb and stupid. He should have never decided he was going to ask Vasilius to this ball but there was no turning back now so he might as well see it through.

He huffed as it was clear to him that not a single word he said was heard by this boy, he really don’t like repeating himself so he figured he’d just say it again to get it over with. “God you know I hate repeating myself, Go to the wonderland waltz with me..” He still was mumbling as he spoke but he wasn’t going to say please this time as that was only reserve when he felt generous or that it warranted a bit of kindness from him.

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Evasion: 6
Strength: 8
Wisdom: 8
ArcPower: 2
Accuracy: 8

Coded by Cirrus Nam
STA - 5 | EVA - 5 | STR - 5
WIS - 5 | AP - 5 | ACC - 10
Damien
Dragonclaw
Magnus
Blackwood
STA - 3 | EVA - 6 | STR - 8
WIS - 8 | AP - 2 | ACC - 8

Don’t make me repeat it
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Mentions:@Magnus Blackwood
The Wonderland Waltz hosted by Hogwarts was no more special than the balls that Hogwarts usually held, and Vasilius, for his part, had sworn to ignore distractions like the fancy schmancy social coercion that everyone in school seemed to rave about, as if it were some once-in-a-lifetime experience. To Vas, it was just another boring ball that was no more than a social event where the sane and insane acted normal for once.

His gaze lifted to Magnus, interpreting the boy's words, so he just admitted he drinks. "You drink? Magnus, you're not even of age for it, it's harmful", he exclaimed, a much more serious expression gracing his face. Vasilius knew lecturing the boy while bearing bad habits of his own was hypocritical, but that stuff was not something stupid to be messed with, especially not for someone as reckless as Magnus.

"I don't know how you'll deal with it, but you're quitting it, or else I'm dragging you to Headmaster Albrecht", he added, eyes darker. This wasn't a request or a warning, but rather a statement with a threat hidden in it.

Vasilius looked away, in an attempt to avoid holding eye contact with the boy, an attempt to preserve the lie that he hadn't begun to care for the blonde.

"Thanks for the flowers, I guess", he muttered, his ears red; he'd never gotten a gift, especially one that was genuine, ever after her. Sure, his parents did send stashes of gifts on his birthdays, but they always hinted at a sense of responsibility his folks held, rather than any kind of emotions like sincerity.

The book remained forgotten in his lap as he thought, going to the ball with Magnus was a tempting idea, and would be a pleasant change to his usual state of being burrowed up in his dorm, surrounded by books and perhaps a warm blanket. But it did come with its own downsides, boring interactions with brand-new people, and a chance of bumping into Elisa, who'd definitely clash with Magnus if she ever met him. They were both rather dominating people, and if their temper and ego came in between, Vas could imagine himself in earplugs trying to ignore the two who'd potentially try to kill each other.

After a while, he spoke, "Is this you resorting to me after finding no ball partner?", cheeky as ever.

"I'm not saying I won't accompany you, but try making me dance and I'll incendio you", he spoke, a forced smile, voice dripping with bitter sweetness, sarcasm practically dripping from it. He finally looked down at his book, back to where he had left it off, and he knew that this action of his would definitely strike a nerve in the 2nd year in front of him, but not like Vas couldn't control his temper with his own sharp tongue.

'Short-lived but intense reactions are frequently observed in individuals with prolonged emotional inhibition.' The line stood bold, screaming their current situation; they were both creatures of the same pain and reactions, just with different inflictions and intense reactions.
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Muah, the one and only Elisa Shakestra!

Don’t make me repeat it
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Magnus Blackwood!
DURMSTRANG | SECOND | OUTFIT | HEX
Russian/French | 04.05.2026 | WC 498
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Magnus just let his face have a frown on it as Vasilius began to lecture him on drinking and how he shouldn’t do it and how it was harmful for him. He did not come here to get lectured by this boy right now as the way he was lecturing while Magnus knows he probably meant well it kept reminding him of his mother and the way she would bitch and nag about anything Magnus would do in life rather it was what kind of music he liked or how he dressed or just him being himself no matter what he did he could never ever make her happy. Suddenly he wasn’t with Vasilius anymore he was shorter than normal. Like he was back to being a little kid, no more than six or seven with his mother standing in front of him, she was towering over him like she did most of his life while yelling at him and berating him for doing the littlest things that somehow always managed to make her quick to rage. He clenched his fist as he looked down at the ground, he knew this couldn’t be real but he felt like he was back to being a little kid again.

“Apologizes.. mother” Even when he spoke it didn’t sound like him, it sounded foreign to him like a voice that was unrecognizable. He was someone before all the pain and anger and rage he had inside of him but he couldn’t remember who that was or even if they were still there. Apparently his apology fell on deaf ears as she just kept screeching before uttering the words that started Magnus on the path that he has been on ever since this day. “WHY MUST YOU ACT LIKE SUCH A MONSTER!” She yelled out before sighing and storming off before she did things she knew she would regret later.

That day was engraved in Magnus head as it proved one thing about him, he was a monster who was fucked up behind repair and no one would ever love him nor would he ever feel love. But as he snapped back into reality with Vasilius still fussing over the fact he was drinking it made him realize something, his mother was wrong. For once in her life she was wrong about him he would feel love in his life. He started to feel it right now as he stared into Vasilius beautiful eyes. “Princess it isn’t that serious so please do not fret alright. Bop!” He smirked as he bop his finger on Vasilius nose since he knew it would throw him off, he was using one of his coping mechanisms to make himself not seems so flustered by the fact Vasilius cared about him plus it honestly wasn’t a lie as it wasn’t that big of a deal.

He let out another scoff at Vasilius threat, why did he care so damn much if he drink or not Vasilius really could not be one to talk he smoked anyway and probably drunk a lot before anyway so why did he care about how Magnus chose to live his life. “Why do you care so much you do the same things I do…but I’ll try and stop I guess..l He sighed he knew he wasn’t actually going to stop but he’d at least attempt to try now rather that succeeded or not he wasn’t too sure.

“Oh uh…you’re welcome there just flowers is all thought they’d look nice and match you-I mean match your outfits!” He let out a sigh as he didn’t know what was going on with him today but he didn’t like it one bit. His cheeks got a bit red almost as red as Vasilius ears did as he felt really hot right now and did not understand it at all. As it got quiet for a few minutes he heard the way Vasilius asked was he a last resort for Magnus but the thing was, he wasn’t. He was the first pick Magnus had in mind his first and only pick of who he wanted to go to the ball with. His body screamed to tell Vasilius that but his pride shut that down real quick. “Whatever point is your going with me rather you want to go or not…” His threat felt empty as obvious Vasilius had a choice in this matter today no whenever he wanted, but he hopped he wouldn’t say no.

Luckily an opening found itself for him to cover up the way he felt as his cocky little smirk came back as he leant forward to tease Vasilius again. “Aww don’t be that way princess~ you’ll make a nightly fine dancer plus wouldn’t you just look amazing drape against my arms as we dance the night away!” It was meant to be a tease, something to make this interaction feel like all the other ones they had before except it didn’t work as he planned. Now he was imagining him and Vasilius together during the night dancing together in front of everyone, he looked almost…happy, happier than he ever has been before while his eyes didn’t focus on the crowd of people or the ones giving him judgment stares. All of his attention was on one person and one person only, Vasilius.

He focused on his nervous look on his face that he could imagine him having while Magnus held his hand in his, intertwining them as he tried to reassure him that everything was okay and that he was here for him.

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Stamina: 3
Evasion: 6
Strength: 8
Wisdom: 8
ArcPower: 2
Accuracy: 8

Coded by Cirrus Nam
STA - 5 | EVA - 5 | STR - 5
WIS - 5 | AP - 5 | ACC - 10
Damien
Dragonclaw
Magnus
Blackwood
STA - 3 | EVA - 6 | STR - 8
WIS - 8 | AP - 2 | ACC - 8
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