Night Falls, Pitch Black pv Youssuf Baid

Youssuf yawned. He'd been unable to sleep (he did that a lot these days; it seemed to be the way he met half his friends), so he'd come down for a cup of hot chocolate. The house-elves seemed to be everywhere at once; you could call out for a cuppa at the top of the Astronomy Tower and get it instantly. He'd read that Apparition, the art of teleporting (as it were) in the wizarding world, was impossible at Hogwarts, because of the centuries-old magic bans. But elves seemed to be an exception. He could have sworn that he'd seen the same elf not a few minutes ago at the Gryffindor Tower, but here it was, handing him a hot chocolate. It MUST have been Apparition. Then again, other races had their own magic which seemed to work perfectly well at 'magic-proof' places. Like goblins. They had their own ways of metalworking, a complete secret, which worked fine at Hogwarts (look at the Sword of Gryffindor).
Speaking of goblins....Youssuf turned into the Great Hall and saw a kid dancing on the Ravenclaw Table! But of course. No prizes for guessing who it was, he scoffed. Cody Stevenson. Naturally. He observed the kid dancing. Speaking from an objective viewpoint, he liked dancing, and the weird sort of Irish Water Dance the dude was doing was HILARIOUS. He couldn't resist anymore; Youssuf collapsed on the Gryffindor Table, crying tears of laughter and thumping the table. He howled with mirth and pointed at Cody.

When his fit was done, he wolf-whistled. "Nice dance, Codes. Really macho. The ladies will love it."

@Youssuf Baid

[font=century gothic]"SHIT! Oh- it's you." Cody shrieked, scared out of his wits. He wasn't expecting anyone to be up. Or even in the same spot he is!

"Sorry, Youssuf. And I am definitely manly. Ignoring the sarcasm in that comment." Cody said, making his lips curl up and his eyes battered shut.

He was getting off the Ravenclaw table, running and walking simultaneously, to the Gryffindor table. He got up into Youssuf's face and hissed out some words. "Laughing is embarrasing."

Oh Cody wanted to say more but he tried so hard to refrain from cussing more than he needed to, especially towards another person.

But yet, he bit his tongue as hard as he could, slightly annoyed with himself. Twas his fault, and he was disrespecting someone who he was striving to be friends with so badly.

"Listen Youssuf," Cody said backing up a little, so his breath wouldn't smell so badly as Cody breathed in front of him. "I'm sorry. Did you- did you- eh whatever. Ain't no use in asking questions."

That being said, Cody then reversed his kindness and attempted to put Baid in a headlock, would it work? Probably not. Cody's arm was only half the size of Baid's. [/font]

Youssuf cried tears of laughter at Cody's scream. "Manly, hmm? I can see. Positively dripping with testosterone." He watched with amusement as Cody got all up in his face. "You realise I can see you biting your tongue, right? You needn't restrain yourself. I can return anything you throw at me with interest, bro." Just bantering. His idea of fun. Hehehe.
Youssuf looked at Cody's attempt to put him in a headlock in great bewilderment. "Dude. Please. Have you looked at your arm?" He would have continued, but Cody put his elbow into Youssuf's Adam's apple. He was distracted by the possibility of him choking to death; Cody might be half his size, but his teacher always said that inexperienced fighters were twice as dangerous. They didn't know how to control their movement.
Youssuf grabbed Cody's forearm and twisted it away (carefully avoiding hurting him too much, he wanted to be friends with this kid). He put slight pressure on Cody's elbow joint, forcing him down onto the bench. "Look, Cody, I'm trying to be friends with you, but this habit of yours to solve conflicts by physical combat won't work against me. You're not exactly endowed in body. If you wanna beat me, try applying strategy. I'm happy to teach you, if you like."
He grinned at the kid and pushed a mug of coffee towards him.

@Youssuf Baid

[font=century gothic]"DRIPPING WITH TESTOSTERONE? I DON'T THINK IT EXISTS HERE. ESPECIALLY SINCE MAGIC IS OUR MAIN PRIORITY!" Cody said, bellowing as loud as he possibly could.

"I didn't think I even had a habit! And if you paid attention to every flaws I had, then you're probably stalking me too much!" The young boy said, his eyes narrowing.

"I sure hope you aren't planning on targeting me any time soon. Alright fine. I'll learn some physical tips. I'll show you how to fight properly with magic. Sounds good?"

His feelings were hurt when his arm was insulted, but he knew full well that his fingers were indeed longer than Baid's. He so badly wanted to insult Youssuf, but for him attempting to be friends with Cody was odd. But it seemed like only family treated others this way. Could it be that they were related somehow? Maybe even further down the line and Cody didn't know it? It was entirely possible, but who would know for sure.

"Youssuf. Shall we begin with a basic one? Like Periculum?" That being said, Cody performed the Wand Movement of having the wand go up, as if it was going vertically, then pronouncing the word properly.

A delightful sound was heard. The red sparks charm has succeeded. There was now red sparks showering around Baid and Cody. [/font]

"Dude. If testosterone didn't exist here, there wouldn't be any males. And if magic were manliness, you'd be Brad Pitt. And by the way, I note all of my friends' flaws. It's like my ma always says - 'A friend isn't determined by how nice a person is to you, not at all. A true friend is always honest about your flaws and your benefits'."
Youssuf sat back against the table and sipped his hot chocolate till it finished. Then he held his hand out for a refill, and within the blink of an eye it was filled with coffee. He listened to Cody's proposal.
"That's a good idea. We can swap tips from our areas of expertise!" He studied the kid. Strange. Now that he looked at him closely, he bore a slight resemblance to his little sisters. In the eyebrows and the eye colour and shape. Weird indeed. Ah well.

He scoffed as Cody demonstrated Periculum. "Bhai bro, I'm not a noob, ok. I've gone through the same classes as you. I know a lot of spells too." Youssuf drained his mug and slammed it down on the table hard, cracking the bottom. Another slam broke it apart completely.
The young wizard waved his wand in the shape of a backwards G and said loudly, "Reparo!" The mug reassembled itself easily.

@Youssuf Baid

[font=century gothic]"BRAD PITT?" Cody exclaimed as loudly as he could. "Noting friends flaws- boy- I have better be sweating manliness right now, cause I ain't no wimp."

His breath was dangerously quick, his respiratory system seemed to resist him. He was screaming at the top of his lungs in pure anger. But, when he caught wind finally, he started to take a deep breath and calm down with every slow and long breath.

"The thund- oh Youssuf. Yes, I'm sowwy to yell at you. Anyways. Yes. You might already know Periculum, but, I can only teach you what you know already, and how to use those in Dueling. For instance, I've only seen you in class for Verdimillious, Periculum, Tarantallegra, Reparo. As well as several potions classes. So, shall we start off with learning how Verdimillious is used in a duel? C'mon, I know you can learn this."

That being said, Cody drew out his wand once again, made a forward slash, and shouted out the incantation, again off the top of his lungs. "vur-duh-MILL-ee-us!"

Sure, the green spark was cast successfuly, but, it didn't go to where he wanted it to go. As Youssuf could've evaded it unfortunately. That was what Cody saw as mega unfortunate. [/font]

OOC Rolls

Reducio

Casting Verdimillious @ Youssuf
Cody's Wis:
d20:4+4=8 (8>6=success)
Cody's Acc:
d20:5+4=9
Youssuf's Eva:
d20: 19+4=23

23>9=evaded

Proof:

Reducio

@Youssuf Baid

[font=century gothic]He was flabbergasted. His friend dare to cast the dancing feet spell at Cody, and well, Cody wasn't exactly sure of what it was that he was dancing to, but it was a form of a... polka?

"Thanks a lot Baid. I personally think I look hideous dancing this. But but but, it does remind me of something I watched back when I lived in America. It makes me think of the [Pooh Polka], is this a polka?"

Cody's dance moves would stimulate one of a polka, and Cody couldn't bother to try anything, so as he was dancing, his body turning away from where he was wanting to run towards, and he ran as fast as he could with his arm drawn back. His lower half turned fast, changing his direction. He punched the table near him.

A grumble. A wince of pain. Cody was frustrated.

"Bro, what the hell? I look stupid. Well, uh- I mean-" He said, flustering. His mood of anger dropped, changing as he looked and spoke to Baid easily and softly, while still dancing to the Polka.

"Youssuf. I charged at a sink. Not you. Please don't murder anyone. Cause I'M DOING THAT." His mood switched immediately.

"FLIPENDO!" Cody said. His eyebrows furrowed. Never stab the boy in the back. He was simply teaching Baid then had to be targeted with the Dancing Feet charm. Oh imagine the humiliation.

OOC Rolls

Reducio

Casting FLIPENDO @ Youssuf
Cody's Wis:
d20:1+3=4 (4<9=fail)
Cody's Acc:
d20: not needed
Youssuf's Eva:
d20: not needed

#>=<#=result


(note: -1 acc (3) -2 Eva (8) from Tarentellgra one more round)
Proof:

Reducio

940/1000