Fists At The Ready
@Dennis Tumberton
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Tap. Tap. Tap.
Her shoes' heels tapping the floor when she was walking resulted in the sound echoing in the almost empty corridor. One didn't see Ophelia angry very often, if at all; the raven could usually control this one emotion perfectly, and didn't see a reason as to why others should suffer her lack of good mood just because she wasn't able to pull herself together. But being just angry was one thing, and being pissed off another. Ophelia was angry at everything that day. It had been one of those crazy days where Ophelia preferred to just not contact anyone anymore, so that she didn't suddenly lash out.
Tick. Tick. Tick.
The sound of her heels hitting the polished floor was soon replaced by her clicking on of her pen and leaning against the wall of the corridor. She'd been pacing there non-stop for the past hour, which had only felt like ten minutes, and her feet didn't want to work with her anymore. That's fine. Not like your body should cooperate with you or something. Oh, how she hated it when she didn't have control over stuff happening. The day had started rough, it had continued to be like that, until now, at four o'clock. Mid afternoon? Seems like the day does not want to end so soon.
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Fists At The Ready
Dennis was having one of those days. It didn’t happen as frequently as it used to. In fact, he went his whole third year without a single incident. He was a good boy. At least that’s what he told himself. Not saying he was a perfect angel, but those first two years were rough. A fight with a fifth year his first year, and then one his second year with an unlucky Slytherin. Seriously, you should have seen the other guy! Well, Dennis paced the halls huffing and puffing. The reason for his dismay? He had done poorly on a test. A runes test. The grade? E. An E! From his favorite subject! He was supposed to be some sort of protégé! Completely and utterly unacceptable to the Ravenclaw. Why he felt in the right mood to do something dangerous about it!
And so, Dennis headed the only place, other than the library, he heads when his head is in such a state – to an empty classroom. Nothing like more cramming sessions! Each room he peaked in though there was someone or someones in it. One room had a group playing spin the bottle. He was too old to believe in cooties but if such a thing existed that would be where it was at. No. Thank. You!
The next room had a study group with a rather pompous boy, perhaps a second year, berating his fellow students over the finer points of picking up Hufflepuffs. Who in their right mind would want to pick up a Hufflepuff? It was Gryffindor or Ravenclaw or bust for the red head. With that Dennis gave up trying to find a quiet place to study. He'd have to be satisfied with roaming the hall.
Now, not only was he irritated but he was also in a much worse state: bored! And so, the Ravenclaw started doing what any bored child would do. Absentmindedly knocking on the suits of armor as he past time, perhaps there was some ghost to haunt him. The boredom didn't last long though because no sooner had he started knocking than one of the suits came loose and started to topple over...onto a girl that was for some reason within close proximity leaning against a wall. Surely she should have known better than to stand so close to Dennis!
"Oy, why you standing so close to this thing. It's...loose..." Dennis said trailing off as he looked at the trail of armor pieces leading all the way to the girl. "Get some sense, will you?"
@Ophelia Vanderbilt
And so, Dennis headed the only place, other than the library, he heads when his head is in such a state – to an empty classroom. Nothing like more cramming sessions! Each room he peaked in though there was someone or someones in it. One room had a group playing spin the bottle. He was too old to believe in cooties but if such a thing existed that would be where it was at. No. Thank. You!
The next room had a study group with a rather pompous boy, perhaps a second year, berating his fellow students over the finer points of picking up Hufflepuffs. Who in their right mind would want to pick up a Hufflepuff? It was Gryffindor or Ravenclaw or bust for the red head. With that Dennis gave up trying to find a quiet place to study. He'd have to be satisfied with roaming the hall.
Now, not only was he irritated but he was also in a much worse state: bored! And so, the Ravenclaw started doing what any bored child would do. Absentmindedly knocking on the suits of armor as he past time, perhaps there was some ghost to haunt him. The boredom didn't last long though because no sooner had he started knocking than one of the suits came loose and started to topple over...onto a girl that was for some reason within close proximity leaning against a wall. Surely she should have known better than to stand so close to Dennis!
"Oy, why you standing so close to this thing. It's...loose..." Dennis said trailing off as he looked at the trail of armor pieces leading all the way to the girl. "Get some sense, will you?"
@Ophelia Vanderbilt
Adult: Makaio Kāne | iNPC: Maria Leung de Almeida