Tears are not silent PV Closed

The rain started to trickle, then to pour. Soon the ground was mud and little blades of grass floating in puddles. He stopped as his robes began to seep with water, which made him shiver.

He looked over at Valencia, who looked away hastily. He wondered whether or not she wanted to get out of the rain or stay and play.

Play. It sounded like such a childish word. They were children, in fact, but now, it felt like so much more than that. It felt sometimes like your childhood was something you threw off your shoulders and slaughtered when you walk into Hogwarts.
Then it's ghost follows you around constantly, screaming to be resurrected.

Today Kayden was going to listen to its deafening bellow.

He bent down and grabbed and a handful of mud, then folded it into the best form of a ball he could. He smiled.
"Catch." Then he threw it, splattering her robe and chin with the dark slimy substance. He immediately realized what a risk he took. This girl was already emotionally unstable, and now he was throwing projectiles at her. He searched her eyes, trying to gauge her reaction. This was most likely going downhill.

@Valencia Deathstout

@Kayden Lind

The playful attack against her came as a shock, her eyes narrowing for a moment. Was this kid serious? She stood quietly for a moment, lips pressed together in contemplation. On one hand, she wanted to punch this boy where he stood for the audacity he had. Though another part of her commended him for it. Not every day someone took a physical course of action towards Valencia, and it was honestly a bit amusing.

She approached him slowly, steps slow and steady as she made sure not to slip in the mud. "Surprised ya didn't get sorted into the lions with that bravery." She said drily, focus gazing off into vast open space. The mud was beginning to run down her robe, the brown streaks both ugly and unflattering. A sharp finger pointed at his chest, building tension as if she were about to do something terrible. Her fangs unsheathed for a second, the previous gaps in her mouth now replaced by perilously sharp canines.

"You're on." Said the girl, retracting her fangs to normal and turning back on her heel. It probably wasn't a wise move, what she did, but entertaining all the same. Never had she thought to play with people like that, and she didn't hate it either. Maybe people were right about Dhampirs, or her at the very least. A pale hand reached down into the mud, the dark mixture getting underneath her fingernails. Her body whipped around once again, an eyebrow raised indicating she shouldn't be underestimated.
She hurled the ball of mud at the Hufflepuff, aiming directly for his chest. An arm raised to wipe at the dirt on her chin, focus still not releasing from Kayden. She wanted him to fall, get hurt, something. She was surprisingly strong for a girl of her age, though even that probably wasn't enough to knock her fellow peer over.

"My bad mate, fingers slipped."

ACTION: Unsheathed fangs, then retracted them.