22 Aug 2021, 21:35
This is War
Tossing a water balloon in the direction of @Cassandra Ironwoods
It was nearing the end of Summer Camp. It brought good times and bad times. It began with Simon Kincaid wanting to do everything and anything he possibly could, ignoring the fact that the sun was not his friend. The middle met some painful burning skin and some indoor activities. By the end, as in now, he had learned to find a balance.
He found it best to be outside either closer to dawn or dusk, where the sun was far from its highest point in the sky. During the afternoon type hours, he would stay out only in small intervals.
That morning, many headed off to breakfast but Simon, as usual, wasn't very hungry. He decided to instead walk along the campgrounds, taking a bit of time just for his thoughts. There was the mystery of the strange man who came to his door back in London before camp. There was new friendships forged at camp. There was the fight with his girlfriend. Lots on his mind.
Sometimes he found it difficult to think, at least, when he wasn't free to just have a space where he could be with his guitar or a piano to sort it out through music. Music was his way of thinking but too many were up and about and he didn't want to disturb anyone, so he tried the approach of a good walk and some fresh air.
But it was then that he would meet a rather curious sight. Not even hundreds, but probably closer to THOUSANDS of balloons, all filled with water, all stacked up. It seemed they were just waiting for someone to throw them at something...or someone. Had the professors planned something? Maybe. Had the elves done it? Who knows. Was it from another student? Surely not, not of this magnitude.
Thankful to get his mind off things, Simon went and picked up a blue one in his hand, watching as the water sloshed around. He then glanced around, looking for something...someone.
His eyes fell on a third year Slytherin that he knew by face and name only, but had yet to meet: Cash Ironwoods. He aimed, and then tossed it their way, eager and hopeful to hit. "Take cover, Ironwoods!" he shouted. And with those words, war was declared.
Be kind to one another. (*iNPC is Miles Thatcher)
25 Aug 2021, 16:25
This is War
#006400 - English
#000080 - French
#C71585 - Latin
#4B0082 - Spanish
@Simon Kincaid
N / A
Rolls - Round 1
Evasion Check (d20 : 1) + 7 = 8
8 < 24 ⇢ HIT
Evasion Check (d20 : 10) + 6 = 16
16 < 21 ⇢ HIT
In a few more days Summer Camp will come to its end. Although it was not Cash first intial to joined this year Summer Camp, they were glad that they made last minute decision regarding whether they joined or not. Summer Camp definitely much way better than staying at home for two month while waiting for another school year to begin again.
The green eyes hoping by the time they got home, their Uncle already flew back to Brazil but by the look how their mother more cheerful before their Uncle came to the Manor, he will stay at the Manor a bit while. Home life was strange for Cash. At least with their Uncle around the Manor, their mother was back to her normal life or perhaps their mother was so good at pretending, Cash will never know.
And so after the Beater done their morning worked out and grab some breakfast; they decided to walked around the campgrounds. The only place the young Ironwoods visited was the campgrounds since the track from their Common Room up to this place a bit far and sometimes Cash too lazy to do the journey.
Once they finished with their breakfast, from the distance Cash saw not only one but thousand of what looks like water balloon. The green eyes knitted their eyebrows. If their memory served them correctly, the water gun fight birthday party that was held by two foreign students to celebrated their joined birthday, had happen a few days ago.
So, what in the Merlin's name is that? Cash thought to themselves. Hurriedly they finished up their breakfast and marched toward the peculiar sight. And when Cash almost near their destination, it seems they are not the only one that got intrigue by the strange sight. Another student - Cash had seen him around the castle - also had the same idea as them.
From Cash standing point of view, they saw the boy picked up one of the water balloon but Cash could not identified the color of the water balloon that the brown - blondish haired boy chose. The green eyes continued their stride toward where the water balloon was stored. Then they heards someone called their name.
But it is not their first or middle name, rather than it was their last name. When someone called the young Ironwoods by their last name, it's mean usually either they were called by a professor or someone they never met befor. So when Cash identified where the voice came from, it was too late.
The water balloon that a mere minutes ago that was held by the brown - blondish haired boy flew up on the air and perfectly burst on Cash's face, drenching them and the dark blue tshirt that Cash decided to wore for today. "Bloody hell, mate!"Cash exclaimed as they wiped their face with their hand the best as they could.
"You are so on!"The Cuban descendant then picked up one of the water balloon and with all their might, they tossed the water balloon toward their assailant back. Watching the water ballon flew up in the air and slowly ruptured on top of his head, was oddly satisfying. Cash hurriedly grabbed as many water balloon as they can into their possesion to acted as their ammunition.
"Game on, kid!"Cash stated as they let out a small laughter of joy.
| sta • 10 | eva • 10 | str • 10 FROM ASHES WE RISE wis • 8 | arc • 8 | acc • 10 | PA | OS | PM Y3 THROUGH⠀THE⠀YEARS ability | PM Y5 | ability |
29 Aug 2021, 04:47
This is War
Retaliation with @Cassandra Ironwoods
He knew he had been seen the moment that Cash yelled back in his direction, wasting no time in picking up a balloon of her own and heaving it in his direction. Simon saw it coming, Simon KNEW it was coming, and yet, he distracted himself by gathering up a few more of the balloons to have a stock that it splashed him right in the face. He laughed.
When one entered a water balloon fight, they were prepared for more than just a few water balloons being tossed in their direction - they were prepared for all out war! He welcomed the coolness of the water that splashed him but knew that he needed to retaliate - and fast.
Simon took a jump over a backpack that another student probably left behind but then paused. The backpack! It was perfect. He snatched it up quickly and began stuffing the large open section with water balloons as quickly as he could. One never wanted to be a sitting target!
He then hurried and found his best location, over near a tree so maybe he could dodge behind it if needed for protection and he began to pull out balloon after balloon from the bag, tossing it one after the other repeatedly to Cash. There were seven balloons total thrown in their direction. Bam. Bam. Bam. Bam. Bam. Bam. Bam.
Be kind to one another. (*iNPC is Miles Thatcher)
19 Sep 2021, 16:57
This is War
#006400 - English
#000080 - French
#C71585 - Latin
#4B0082 - Spanish
@Simon Kincaid
N / A
Rolls - Round 2
Evasion Check (d20 : 13) + 7 = 20
16 < 20 ⇢ SUCCESS
Evasion Check (d20 : 5) + 6 = 11
11 = 11 ⇢ IMPARTIAL HIT
The soon to be third year looked at the other boy as he picked up a nearby backpack that another student probably left behind. He then opened the large section of the bag and filled it with water balloons. It seems a bit unfair since the boy had a tool to storage his ammunitions while Cash none of that sort.
"It a bit unfair, do not you think?"They inquired the boy as he stuffed the water ballons inside the bag. After he done filling up the bag with as many water balloons the bag could contained, he seek protection from a near by tree. Once part of him hidden by the tree, water ballons started flew up one after another.
Cash counted up the boy had tossed seven water ballons at the Beater's way. Each time Simon threw his water balloons at Cash not a single water balloons managed to hit and drenched them even more. The green eyes smiled at their accomplishment. Being a Quidditch player definite has its own perks.
"Ha! You missed me"Cash exclaimed while dodging the assaulted expertedly. As the last water balloon flew passed them, Cash looked at the balloon then back at Simon. "Good thing you are not a Duellist nor a Quidditch player,"Cash stated. "Your aim were terrible, mate!"Cash added. The young Ironwoods then flashed their infamous half grin toward Simon playfully after they said that.
The Cuban descendant waited for a moment until Simon done with his attack. When he done with it, it is time for Cash retaliated against him. The young socialite the picked one of the water balloon that seems fuller than the rest. They picked it up and yeeted it to the pale boy. But the result was not what Cash imagine it will be.
It is like blink - and - you - miss moment. Sure their water balloon ruptured but it only hit some part of Simon. Cash let out a small chuckle at the irony. They could evaded all of Simon's attempts that he done toward them. But when they were the one that throw the water balloon to the other boy, they could not drenched him properly.
"It seems the goddess of luck is with you today. But no worries, I will drench you some more. It is not a promise, it is a threat"They expressed as Cash let out a small laughter of joy and then run toward near by tree to seek some protection from Simon next attack at them.
| sta • 10 | eva • 10 | str • 10 FROM ASHES WE RISE wis • 8 | arc • 8 | acc • 10 | PA | OS | PM Y3 THROUGH⠀THE⠀YEARS ability | PM Y5 | ability |
6 Dec 2021, 14:23
This is War
A new plan of attack with @Cassandra Ironwoods
What can I say, the ladies love me," he smiled to Cash, "including the goddess of luck." Luck, not skill. Or planning. The problem with throwing so many water balloons at once, while effective, meant that now he had very little balloons left in his arsenal.
Simon removed his attention from the Slytherin to gaze out to see how far the Great Lake was from where the two were. Perhaps if he could get the Slytherin, he could somehow physically capture them and take them to the Great Lake to toss them in. That was a good plan.
"Promises are important to keep. I understand," he yelled back in Cash's direction and thought about how to put his new plan into action. "But to say you'll DRENCH me is perhaps, unachievable. You've got to set your goals a little lower. Make it something that can actually be accomplished."
He now began to slowly, every so slowly, make his way across the area where they were, acting as though he still had a great stash of balloons with him, when in reality he had very few, and he didn't want to let on that he was trying to close in on the Slytherin. Maybe if he led them over towards the thicket of trees, it would make for an easier capture.
"So we have yet to make proper introductions," he began, hoping a flow in conversation would also help with the distraction. "I'm Simon Kincaid, one of the golden Hufflepuffs." He had seen the Slytherin around before and hadn't they gotten caught in the Potions classroom together earlier the previous year? Still, he wasn't quite sure he could put a name with their face.
Be kind to one another. (*iNPC is Miles Thatcher)