Absolute Degeneracy PV Closed

Thomas had something of a rough summer. The incident in the Forbidden Forest and the draw during the Chess Combat practice weighed heavily on his mind. Thomas had spent weeks during the summer month trying to become an accomplished duelist and strategist, holing himself up in his room to read for countless hours about the intricacies and subtleties of spellcasting. However, since Thomas himself was a measly twelve years of age, most of the finer things flew widely over his head, nowhere near his ability to comprehend. It was frustrating, but admittedly the boy had made considerable progress, with his abilities honed to as close to perfection as a second-year could ever hope to achieve. However, the details that evaded his cognizance irritated him, blinding him to the advances he had made.

As a result, the Ravenclaw boy was no stranger to degeneracy and madness himself. Elias was a point of ire in the life of Thomas, a rival who he couldn't ever seem to shake. The two nagged at each other incessantly, without any rhyme or reason, and today was yet another of such occurrences. After getting pulled into what appeared to be an abandoned bathroom, Thomas roughly shoved Elias away so he could be let free of the other boy's clutches. "GAH! Let go of me you little worm," he grumbled, brushing himself off in rather passive-aggressive fashion.

"I just think the morphs look funny! The stupid free ones that Xbox users look ridiculous when you mash them together in weird combinations, that doesn't make me a noob. It's ironic, you clown, not that you would know anything about doing things ironically. It's called being cool." Thomas crossed his arms and smirked, affecting a posture of get owned, noob.

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He knew he was breaching dangerous territory, remembering all too unfondly the brawl he and Breana had gotten into all those months ago, but he was a different boy now. He was a second-year at Hogwarts, with multiple near-death experiences under his belt. Elias didn't ever scare him, per se, but now the potential threat of violence didn't either. Sure, his adversary was a Second String Beater for the Quidditch team, but that didn't worry Thomas at all. It wasn't as if Elias had brought a bat with him... Hopefully not, anyways.

Action: Taunt @Elias Weare contemptuously
Abilities: Evasive Maneuvers
Stats: Sta 4 || Eva 7 || Str 1 || Wis 9 || Arc P 9 || Acc 10

Stumbling backward only slightly as the rather weak Thomas Baines shoved him off, Eli's anger only grew. Who did Thomas think he was? The boy competed in one Chess Combat match and suddenly he believed he was on top of the world? Not the case in Elias' eyes. Not at all. See, Eli himself had been busy over the summer and not only burying his head in books and learning spell casting techniques like an absolute nerd. He had busied himself with bulking up further in an attempt to worm (heh), his way onto the quidditch team, and he'd actually succeeded!

As Thomas began his tirade about irony it went in one of the young boy's ears and out the other, he absolutely did not care. Who in their right mind would after being called a 'little worm', that was just plain rude, there were no two ways about it. Just as he was mentally recovering from that absolutely devastating blow, Thomas dealt another one and called him a clown! This was emotional abuse and Elias Weare was not about to stand here and take it. Not a chance in the world.

Finally catching his balance from when he had been shoved, the boy's eyes flicked downwards to meet Thomas'. His usually impassive expression replaced by one that radiated nothing but cold energy. Clearly, Thomas' words had gotten to him. "You're talking to me about being cool!? You couldn't even win a dumb Chess Duel!" He exclaimed, clearly aiming to hit Thomas where it hurt, and while Thomas technically hadn't lost, he also hadn't won.

For the moment, Eli stuck to verbal jeering towards Thomas, but if needs be he would not be opposed to taking physical action. In fact, he'd probably quite enjoy it.

Action: Jeering @Thomas Baines
Stats: Sta 7 || Eva 3 || Str 10 || Wis 6 || Arc P 6 || Acc 8

The Chess Combat was indeed enough for Elias to strike a nerve. Immediately angered, Thomas retorted back without a second thought, "IT ISN'T MY FAULT MY TEAMMATE DECIDED TO LOSE US THE MATCH BY PASSING OUT!" It was true, technically it wasn't his own unconsciousness that had lead to the draw. Sure, the match ended unresolved, but in Thomas' mind if he wasn't a winner he was a loser, plain and simple. The draw filled the boy with ire that he didn't want to get too into, but Mr. Weare had decided to bring it up. The consequences for provoking little Tommy's anger would be similar to the consequences Mars face for a similar transgression.

Thomas didn't pull punches in a friendly, official duel where there were rules to be followed. Why should he do it in the Abandoned Toilets, where there were no witnesses aside from Elias himself?

Retrieving his wand from his pocket, Thomas cast Elias a contemptuous smirk. "Watch yourself, Elias. I'm not afraid of getting another detention, so you better freaking lay off!" The threat wasn't exactly intimidating, probably because the boy wasn't exactly, well, imposing. His short stature betrayed the wickedness of his nature when provoked. Rather than giving the other boy time to follow his orders, Thomas raised his wand and cast, "TARANTALLEGRA!" The spell was particularly mean spirited, a throwback to when Breana had humiliated him in the corridors. While there were no spectators for Elias' dancing, the other Ravenclaw in the room would be content with the satisfaction of seeing his rival dancing uncontrollably.

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Accuracy For Tarantallegra:

Damage (if hit):
50 + 9*5 = 95 DMG
Duration (if hit):

Action: Casting Tarantallegra at @Elias Weare, mercilessly and with EXTREME prejudice.
Health: 400/400
Abilities: Evasive Maneuvers
Stats: Sta 4 || Eva 7 || Str 1 || Wis 9 || Arc P 9 || Acc 10

Gah! Thomas had gone straight for the spell casting. Only worms used spells, or well, intelligent worms probably, seeing as Thomas had started this encounter by calling Eli a worm. As the spell made contact with the young boy, he immediately burst into dance, the charleston to be specific. What an enraging inconvenience.

"Why you little-" He called out, clearly flustered by the fact that his legs seemed to be dancing of their own accord, "Get over here and fight me like a real man!" If he hadn't been so curfuffled by his current state, Elias may have drawn his own wand and started firing back, however, due to a combination of things (one of which being he could probably punch better than he could duel), he began to dance his way across the room towards Thomas.

Drawing closer to Thomas and clearly uncaring about receiving a detention himself, the Ravenclaw wizard, mid spin I might add, took a swing towards Thomas' face. "You little know it all! Nobody asked why you lost you just did! I couldn't care less whose fault it was you lost and that's that. If I was on the team instead of you I bet your team would have won without a doubt."

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Evading Tantallegra: 15, A failure unfortunately

Punch Accuracy: 27-1 = 26 Due to the negative effects of his mid dance swing and Tantallegra

Damage if it hits: (100*10*.9)/5 = 180

Action: Dance Swinging for @Thomas Baines head.
Health: 605/700
Stats: Sta 7 || Eva 3 - 2 = 1 || Str 10 || Wis 6 || Arc P 6 || Acc 8 -1 = 7

The familiar sensation of victory coursed through Thomas' veins as he watched Elias dance his little jig. Thomas found it hilarious, worryingly so, and it harkened back to the Chess Combat duel wherein Mars' own spell backfired on them. It also brought back the memory of Breana casting that same jinx on himself in the corridors, and boy did the tables turn now. Once again experiencing the euphoric feeling of being better than someone, Tommy nearly doubled over and started cackling in response to Elias' rather humiliating condition. With his movement limited, the boy would almost certainly have a harder time retaliating against Thomas. Though it wasn't a strategic decision to pick the spell, in reality the Ravenclaw boy was cruel and just wanted to see Elias make a fool out of himself, it would likely end up strategically advantageous.

However, as pleased as the boy was with his handiwork, it allowed him to grow... Sloppy. Cocky as ever, Thomas was far too busy cackling at the madness currently being exhibited before him, Elias' movement towards him didn't even register. "I'll fight you like a man once you stop dancing like a little girl, Eli-"

Abruptly cut off by the sudden view of Elias swinging for him, Thomas ducked to the side, but not fast enough. The blow was glancing, still causing pain and a likely bruise to follow on the boy's cheek once enough time had passed. Stumbling back due to the shock and the pain of suddenly being hit, Thomas glared daggers at the other boy, holding his face in an instinctual reaction to the agony. "What in blazes was THAT for?! I'll show you..." Raising his wand, he quickly cast, "FLIPENDO!" Wryly, he remembered the feeling of getting smacked with two consecutive Flipendos by Santario. Good times. NOT! Thomas hoped that he would have similar luck with Elias, able to serve the boy up some pain!

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Dodging The Punch (Auto):

FAILED
Dodging The Punch:

EQUAL TO ACCURACY -- DAMAGE HALVED
Accuracy For Flipendo:

Damage (if hit):
100 + 9*10 = 190 DMG

Action: Casting Flipendo at @Elias Weare, without paying any heed to the honorable rules of combatants.
Health: 400 - 90 = 310/400
Abilities: Evasive Maneuvers
Stats: Sta 4 || Eva 7 || Str 1 || Wis 9 || Arc P 9 || Acc 10