2 Feb 2023, 12:41
don’t ever let your guard down…
dialogue
November 19, 2022
Rhys was, admittedly, going a little stir crazy from being at Hogwarts. They were “people’d” out, to be totally honest. Being around so many people day in and day out was utterly exhausting. Dare Rhys think it, but they were starting to look forward to going home for winter break, if only to have a reprieve from all the stress. It would only be a few weeks, and it would be at home (which was stressful enough by itself), but Rhys was just about ready.
It wasn’t that they particularly disliked Hogwarts. It was the sheer amount of people that they were constantly surrounded by when at Hogwarts. They needed frequent breaks just to stay sane.
On this particular break, though, Rhys didn’t opt for the courtyard or the library as they usually did. No, they wanted around as little people as possible. So, instead, they chose the Great Lake. It was mid-November, and temperatures were already pretty low, so Rhys didn’t expect a whole lot of their peers to be hanging around. Maybe one, or two, but not much more than that.
Ideally, there’d be no one, and Rhys would be able to mill about in peace, without being disturbed. That would be great.
Of course, ideal situations were few and far in between for Rhys, but they could hope, right?
Walking through the frosted grass, Rhys took note that there wasn’t anyone else that they could see at the area surrounding the lake. They breathed a small sigh of relief; causing a puff of fog to arise as a result. Rhys loved weather like this, weather that signaled the approach of winter as the air cooled and the ground froze over.
Walking to the lake’s shoreline, hands stuffed in pockets, Rhys gazed out over the water. Water not quite frozen over yet, but still definitely ice cold. A cool breeze blew past, and Rhys closed their eyes as it did, reveling in the calm, relaxing feeling that swept over them. A small smile traced their lips— a rarity, since they tended not to show any emotion at all. It’d been so long since they’d felt as content as they did now, and as they stood there they dared to let one thought play in their mind:
This feels almost too good to be true.
The quiet, the calm, was all so uncommon. Rhys wasn’t complaining, yet there was a part of them that wondered, where does this go wrong?
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@Bernard Waye
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3 Feb 2023, 16:21
don’t ever let your guard down…
Hex:#941b1b
Warning: Language
Warning: Language
@Rhys Read
Outfit:
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AAACHOOOO! I sneezed into the elbow of my skeleton black hoodie. Why the fuck was it so cold? I grew up in new jersey, you'd expect that I'd be okay with the cold, but no, I guess not. I looked about the castle of hogwarts, I had a love-hate relationship with the place. I thought it was cool and amazing and I loved learning but I was terrible at magic and people looked at me funny, dont know why though. Its not like they knew I was part vampire.... Or did they? I pushed the thought away as I walked aimlessly about the halls, where should I go? I thought to myself I went to the courtyard to find pretty populated so I went for my second option, which was still a good one. The great lake! It was cold so who would even bother to go? It didn't take to long to get to the lake, unlike going to each class, and as I predicted there was no one! Ah! Yes just some peace and quite and--OH! I was wrong there was one person. I groaned inwardly, whoever it was was gazing into the abyss, their hair was a curly mop on their head. Well that is all I could see from the back. At least it was only one person, and hey! They had good taste, coming here during the winter, I was honestly the killjoy in the situation. I did arrive after them. My black converses made a crunching noise as they crushed the frosted gras underneath my foot, it probably wasn't that loud but to me it sounded like an elephant. I liked the winter because the sun was blocked out and less strong, this ensured no sunburns!
"Hai dere, sawhry tuh bash your party," I said in my strong new Jersey accent as I stood next to them. "But like I noticed you're out here by de like lake in middle of wintuh. Doan yuh usually go in like de summuh time, or what?"
It's funny actually, I'm not very social at all, maybe I just had a childish hope that someone would understand, but again that was childish, maybe they would just make in fun of me too.
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"Forget about the dirty looks. The photographs your boyfriend took. You said you read me like a book. But the pages all are torn and frayed!"
Dhampir |#941b1b
3 Feb 2023, 16:56
don’t ever let your guard down…
Aaaaand there it was. Rhys opened their eyes, resisting the urge to side-eye the kid that had come up to them, and startling slightly at what they saw. This guy was straight out of an MCR music video, or something, because he was dressed in all black. He had a Panic! At the Disco shirt, black headphones around his neck, and about a million bracelets on both wrists. On top of that, black fringe hair, black nail polish, and... what exactly was that accent? It sounded vaguely American, but also a hint of Scottish?
Whatever it was, this kid was interrupting the peace that Rhys had managed to find. This day was... well, they really weren't having it. They gave a tight-lipped 'smile', turning towards the emo other student that had joined them.
"Well, it's not much of a party if you're alone, right?" They asked, slouching their weight on one leg and giving the boy a slightly judgmental once-over. "And... well, not to be rude, but I'm not sure how that's much of your business, why I'm out here. I mean, you're also out here, and, well..." Rhys gave a shrug. "It's a bit ironic you would ask." If this guy's clothes were any indicator, he was about the last person qualified to be making judgments on the appropriate time to be outdoors by a lake. If it was summertime, this kid would be roasting under all of those black layers. Frankly, Rhys was surprised he even bothered going outside at all, since he looked like he fit the character trope of the edgy gamer with black paint on the walls, black-out curtains, and red LED lights that never went outside. If that was even a character trope, and not just an assumption that Rhys was making based on sight alone.
Whatever it was, this kid was interrupting the peace that Rhys had managed to find. This day was... well, they really weren't having it. They gave a tight-lipped 'smile', turning towards the emo other student that had joined them.
"Well, it's not much of a party if you're alone, right?" They asked, slouching their weight on one leg and giving the boy a slightly judgmental once-over. "And... well, not to be rude, but I'm not sure how that's much of your business, why I'm out here. I mean, you're also out here, and, well..." Rhys gave a shrug. "It's a bit ironic you would ask." If this guy's clothes were any indicator, he was about the last person qualified to be making judgments on the appropriate time to be outdoors by a lake. If it was summertime, this kid would be roasting under all of those black layers. Frankly, Rhys was surprised he even bothered going outside at all, since he looked like he fit the character trope of the edgy gamer with black paint on the walls, black-out curtains, and red LED lights that never went outside. If that was even a character trope, and not just an assumption that Rhys was making based on sight alone.
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@Bernard Waye
hehe speedy reply go brrr
hehe speedy reply go brrr
3 Feb 2023, 19:22
don’t ever let your guard down…
Hex:#941b1b
Warning: Language
Warning: Language
@Rhys Read
Outfit:
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The student I could tell was a annoyed, well I did disrupt her. They gave me a half-assed tight-lipped smile. I shrugged at her response.
"It's called a "me party" douhvus, Evuh heard of like a joke, or what?" I said very nonchalantly. I took a closer observation of the student, they wore very baggy clothing and a pixie-cut, a little longer though, the most charming feature I had to say were the hazel eyes accompanied with blue and green hints. They had shifted all their weight to one foot and were giving me a look, the look I knew very well. There goes the childish hope.
"And... well, not to be rude..." Here we go again. Whenever someone says "not to be rude" they're about to go completely off. "but I'm not sure how that's much of your business, why I'm out here. I mean, you're also out here, and, well..." They gave a shrug. "It's a bit ironic you would ask."
Now it was my turn to give a half-assed.
"Well sawhry Mistuh Trashbag," I said in a fake-british-voice, before returning to regular voice. Not meant to be racist, just mockingly! "I din't mean tuh offend yuh, it's called curiosity, evuh heard of it, or what? Maybe I just wanted some peace and quiet. Right? And I have my reasons. Yuh with me?"
I couldn't tell them that the reason I don't go in the summer was because of excruciating painful sunburn.
I could tell by how they were looking at me that they just thought I was just another stereotypical weird emo kid who thought my life was so hard. I could feel how tense I had gotten, unlike my usual carefree position I was as stiff as a bored and my teeth were clenching together. Lets just say I was a bit annoyed, this was what happened every tine I put myself out there, or maybe next time I shouldn't talk to a kid that's outside all alone.
"Forget about the dirty looks. The photographs your boyfriend took. You said you read me like a book. But the pages all are torn and frayed!"
Dhampir |#941b1b
6 Feb 2023, 12:43
don’t ever let your guard down…
Rhys barely suppressed an eyeroll as they crossed their arms over their chest and waited for the other student to finish his mini-rant. He kept mansplaining, and it was starting to get annoying. It’s called a “me party”, doofus, ever heard of like a joke or what? …it’s called curiosity, ever heard of it or what? Ugh, Rhys got enough of that at home, from their brothers and dad, and still even at Hogwarts, when they ran into their brothers. They didn’t need it here, when they were trying to relax and be alone.
Rhys could tell by the way the other kid mocked their accent that he took pride in whatever accent it was that he had. He must’ve been raised somewhere over in America, probably the ‘New England’ area, since his voice did still have a hint of Scottish in it. Maybe everybody in the New England part of America had mixed accents like this? Or maybe this was just a distinctive accent from a more specific place? Rhys wouldn’t know, they hadn’t met anyone who was even slightly American. Until now, that is. But they still didn’t know who the hell this kid was, so they hardly counted this as a ‘meeting.’
As Rhys stood with their arms crossed, formulating a reply, they were acutely aware of the fact that the boy in front of them was doing a mental assessment of his own. They watched as his eyes scanned them up and down, much like they’d done to him, pausing a moment when he noticed their eyes. And it was kind of unnerving how he kept returning to looking at their eyes, like he’d never seen the bluish version of hazel before.
“You don’t have to mansplain everything, ‘mistuh,’” Rhys retorted, their own voice shifting to a mocking tone. “A ‘me party’… sounds clearly made up, and I don’t do parties, no matter the variety.” They then allowed a smirk to play across their lips as they considered what the boy had said afterwards. “Peace and quiet? Yeah, I’m with you.. that’s why I’m out here, and it’s ironic that you’re out here for the same, because simply by being here you’ve disrupted mine.” They were having a bit of fun with this banter, and they briefly wondered how this conversation would end. If this kid’s mansplaining and mocking continued, then it might not end well, especially since he seemed to get offended by everything Rhys said.. which was sort of funny, since all they’d done was react to his words and actions. It wasn’t like they were wearing a sign that said ‘do not approach, having a bad day,’ but maybe Rhys could get the kid to leave just by being their moody self. It actually probably wouldn’t be very long before they decided to just leave and retire to their dorm, but for the time being they would stay out.
After all, they’d been there first.
Rhys could tell by the way the other kid mocked their accent that he took pride in whatever accent it was that he had. He must’ve been raised somewhere over in America, probably the ‘New England’ area, since his voice did still have a hint of Scottish in it. Maybe everybody in the New England part of America had mixed accents like this? Or maybe this was just a distinctive accent from a more specific place? Rhys wouldn’t know, they hadn’t met anyone who was even slightly American. Until now, that is. But they still didn’t know who the hell this kid was, so they hardly counted this as a ‘meeting.’
As Rhys stood with their arms crossed, formulating a reply, they were acutely aware of the fact that the boy in front of them was doing a mental assessment of his own. They watched as his eyes scanned them up and down, much like they’d done to him, pausing a moment when he noticed their eyes. And it was kind of unnerving how he kept returning to looking at their eyes, like he’d never seen the bluish version of hazel before.
“You don’t have to mansplain everything, ‘mistuh,’” Rhys retorted, their own voice shifting to a mocking tone. “A ‘me party’… sounds clearly made up, and I don’t do parties, no matter the variety.” They then allowed a smirk to play across their lips as they considered what the boy had said afterwards. “Peace and quiet? Yeah, I’m with you.. that’s why I’m out here, and it’s ironic that you’re out here for the same, because simply by being here you’ve disrupted mine.” They were having a bit of fun with this banter, and they briefly wondered how this conversation would end. If this kid’s mansplaining and mocking continued, then it might not end well, especially since he seemed to get offended by everything Rhys said.. which was sort of funny, since all they’d done was react to his words and actions. It wasn’t like they were wearing a sign that said ‘do not approach, having a bad day,’ but maybe Rhys could get the kid to leave just by being their moody self. It actually probably wouldn’t be very long before they decided to just leave and retire to their dorm, but for the time being they would stay out.
After all, they’d been there first.
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@Bernard Waye
6 Feb 2023, 16:31
don’t ever let your guard down…
Hex:#941b1b
Warning: Language
Warning: Language
@Rhys Read
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I felt my face a scrunch together as they spoke back, they took their turn in mocking and I took mine in rolling my eyes. I crossed my arms frustrated with them, they smirked and I scoffed. Did they think that they were all that? I felt my fingers dig into my arms in annoyance, at this point I felt like I was a bomb ready to explode any minute. I was beginning to realize maybe I was just being ridiculous, maybe I was just bothering someone who wanted to enjoy a peaceful day, but all my anger came back at their next words and how they looked me up down.
"Peace and quiet? Yeah, I’m with you.. that’s why I’m out here, and it’s ironic that you’re out here for the same, because simply by being here you’ve disrupted mine.”
"Oh really?" I said so passive that it scared myself.
Then with all annoyance, I couldn't take their smug face and smart remarks anymore. I was in the heat of the moment, not thinking rationally, I shoved them with all my might. My expression quickly changed from anger to horror as I realized what I did, it was a split second before they fell back tumbling into the lake. My eyes widened as I watched, without thinking I jumped into the lake as well. But quickly realized another one of my mistakes as the piercing cold stabbed me over and over again. And then it hit me, I didn't know how to swim... I flailed miserably...
"Forget about the dirty looks. The photographs your boyfriend took. You said you read me like a book. But the pages all are torn and frayed!"
Dhampir |#941b1b
6 Feb 2023, 17:37
don’t ever let your guard down…
gave prior permission for the minor godmod with falling into the lake 
also received permission for slightly godmodding Bernard
Rhys barely had time to register the weight of the other student's hands shoving against their shoulders before they were tumbling into the icy lake water. Instinctively, they closed their eyes and held their breath as they were enveloped by the water. A second later, Rhys heard a splash as the boy also jumped into the water.
What in the fuck is he doing?! Rhys thought, groggily finding a grip on the lake bottom and pushing themself to their knees in the water. Being right by the shore, the water wasn't very deep, and when Rhys stood, it only went up to their knees. Immediately, they were bombarded by the cold weather harshly emphasizing the cold of the water against their skin, and they took a moment to register the other student flailing around in the water before something snapped in their mind.
Grabbing the boy by the back of his jacket, Rhys hauled him to his feet and jerked him around until they were face to face, the shorter student gripping the other by the fabric of his jacket.
"I don't know just who you think you are," Rhys hissed, their hair plastered to their face and freezing fast in the frosty air. "But I'll be damned if I let some Slytherin asshole come up to me, destroy my peace and quiet, after I've been having a bad day, and then shove me into the goddamn lake." They shook the other student with each emphasis, trembling from both the cold and from the anger that was overtaking them.
Shit, Rhys briefly thought, looking down at their hands as realization hit. But then, another thought struck in their mind that, at this particular moment in time, they didn't fucking care whether or not they lost their temper on this asshole. Releasing the Slytherin, Rhys took a step back, regarding him with a mixture of hate and contempt.
I won't punch him, I won't punch him.. Rhys was telling themself. I won't punch him..
The kid, while sort of shaken from flailing in the water, watched Rhys warily. But there was something else... amusement. That whole mess, and this jerk had the nerve to be amused. This made Rhys so much angrier than they already were-- and they were absolutely pissed, and, without thinking, they pushed back their sleeves, took two steps forward, drew back their fist, and...
It felt like Rhys left their body when their fist smashed squarely against the Slytherin's face. They completely dissociated, and it wasn't until they'd landed two more punches and were preparing to deliver a fourth punch that they came back to their senses. Rhys'd grabbed the other student by the collar of his jacket again to keep him from stumbling away, and when they realized, they released him immediately. Shit, they thought again. Shit..
Well, there goes my perfect school record,
also received permission for slightly godmodding Bernard
Rhys barely had time to register the weight of the other student's hands shoving against their shoulders before they were tumbling into the icy lake water. Instinctively, they closed their eyes and held their breath as they were enveloped by the water. A second later, Rhys heard a splash as the boy also jumped into the water.
What in the fuck is he doing?! Rhys thought, groggily finding a grip on the lake bottom and pushing themself to their knees in the water. Being right by the shore, the water wasn't very deep, and when Rhys stood, it only went up to their knees. Immediately, they were bombarded by the cold weather harshly emphasizing the cold of the water against their skin, and they took a moment to register the other student flailing around in the water before something snapped in their mind.
Grabbing the boy by the back of his jacket, Rhys hauled him to his feet and jerked him around until they were face to face, the shorter student gripping the other by the fabric of his jacket.
"I don't know just who you think you are," Rhys hissed, their hair plastered to their face and freezing fast in the frosty air. "But I'll be damned if I let some Slytherin asshole come up to me, destroy my peace and quiet, after I've been having a bad day, and then shove me into the goddamn lake." They shook the other student with each emphasis, trembling from both the cold and from the anger that was overtaking them.
Shit, Rhys briefly thought, looking down at their hands as realization hit. But then, another thought struck in their mind that, at this particular moment in time, they didn't fucking care whether or not they lost their temper on this asshole. Releasing the Slytherin, Rhys took a step back, regarding him with a mixture of hate and contempt.
I won't punch him, I won't punch him.. Rhys was telling themself. I won't punch him..
The kid, while sort of shaken from flailing in the water, watched Rhys warily. But there was something else... amusement. That whole mess, and this jerk had the nerve to be amused. This made Rhys so much angrier than they already were-- and they were absolutely pissed, and, without thinking, they pushed back their sleeves, took two steps forward, drew back their fist, and...
It felt like Rhys left their body when their fist smashed squarely against the Slytherin's face. They completely dissociated, and it wasn't until they'd landed two more punches and were preparing to deliver a fourth punch that they came back to their senses. Rhys'd grabbed the other student by the collar of his jacket again to keep him from stumbling away, and when they realized, they released him immediately. Shit, they thought again. Shit..
Well, there goes my perfect school record,
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@Bernard Waye
7 Feb 2023, 17:32
don’t ever let your guard down…
Hex:#941b1b
Warning: Language
Warning: Language
@Rhys Read
Outfit:
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I flailed around before the water covered over my head, This was it. I thought to myself before suddenly I felt my jacket slam against my chest as I was jerked from the freezing waters. My brain was scrambled as I was spun around to look into the hazel eyes as I saw mere moments ago, though now they were filled with pure rage. They were now soaking wet and their hair stuck to their forehead like someone had glued it there,they looked just like a wet dog. I figured I looked the same way.
"I don't know just who you think you are," The smaller student hissed clutching my jacket so that they were mere inches from my face. "But I'll be damned if I let some Slytherin asshole come up to me, destroy my peace and quiet, after I've been having a bad day, and then shove me into the goddamn lake."
I felt memories flood back, the ones I tried to bury 6 feet deep. Back in New Jersey when the kids would mock me and push me around, and make in fun of the father I never knew... Before I could remark or shove them away from me they took a step back, why did people always think that just because they're day was bad that meant no one elses was? Tell me why I almost drowned for this asshole!? Who was the real one?! I scoffed at their words, as a smile made it's way slowly on my face, amusement in my eyes, who the fuck did they think they were? And I love how they had to mention me being a slytherin, like that defined who I am.
That's when it happened, they rolled up there sleeves which disrupted my train of thought. I had no time to process what was happening when they walked towards me and punched my straight in the face! I felt a searing pain from my face as the Gryffindor landed two more, I stumbled backwards but was prevented by them grabbing the collar of my jacket. I was waiting for the next one when a look of horror crossed their face as they took a step back. I felt my nose throb from pain, I held it trying to stop it. I pulled my hands away to find blood all over them. My nose was flooding with blood, all over my shirt and their hands. I felt so much pain but not just in my face but inside as well. They fucking punched me?
"YOU FOIKIN LIKE PUNCHED ME!" I said looking up at them angry, they were so shocked looking. Then I let out a large laugh, then I kept laughing. Maybe I did deserve it, I did push them in the lake. Well in my defense I didn't mean for them to fall in the lake I was just giving them a push.
"Yuh got me pretty good," I said with my loud cutting laugh, touching my nose once again. "And in my defence I wasn't tryin' tuh push yuh into de lake, and also I like jumped in aftuh yuh. Yuh foickin' punched me! Who's de asshole now?"
I said teasingly, before I gave another laugh. Then looking the small student up and down. Who knew such a small thing could hold such a big impact?
"De name's Bernard, Bernard Waye," I said with a gummy smile sticking out my blood-covered hand.
"Forget about the dirty looks. The photographs your boyfriend took. You said you read me like a book. But the pages all are torn and frayed!"
Dhampir |#941b1b
8 Feb 2023, 14:46
don’t ever let your guard down…
Rhys watched as the taller student immediately flung a hand to his nose, which had begun to bleed a steady stream after the second punch Rhys had inflicted. Looking down at themself, Rhys realized that their hands were also covered in the Slytherin's blood, and briefly wondered how they would explain this when they returned to the Gryffindor common room. Surely, one of more of their housemates would take notice and raise a question or two regarding just how Rhys ended up with blood splattered on their skin and clothes. The latter being minimal while the former was, admittedly, more than what Rhys would prefer.
The boy looked from his bloodied hand to Rhys with a mixture of anger and disbelief, exclaiming loudly, "YOU FOIKIN' LIKE PUNCHED ME!" His voice rang out over the great expanse of the lake. His own face had hints of rage in his expression, and for a brief moment Rhys braced themself in case he decided to throw a punch in return, but then the Slytherin did something that completely caught Rhys off-guard. He laughed. And then he kept laughing.
Watching as the boy doubled over in laughter, Rhys was unsure how on earth this was so funny-- as soon as they got back inside they were guaranteed to get in trouble for punching another student and losing their temper. Negative points for Gryffindor. Not to mention Rhys's goddamn brothers would tell their mum all about how they'd gave some Slytherin kid a bloody nose. And then-- oh God, they could surely expect to be receiving a Howler as a result of that..
"Yuh got me pretty good," The boy admitted, touching his nose again. "And in my defence I wasn't tryin' tuh push yuh into de lake, and also I like jumped in aftuh yuh. You foikin' punched me! Who's de asshole now?" The boy had visibly relaxed by now, and after taking a moment to assess Rhys up-and-down, stuck out a bloodied hand. "De name's Bernard, Bernard Waye," Rhys took a moment to process just what was happening before reluctantly shaking Bernard's hand. Their hands were already covered in the other kid's blood, so what did it matter if his was?
"Er.. Rhys Read, pleas-" They stopped themself, frowning. "Actually, I take that back. I'm not sure I feel any pleasure at the moment." Rhys dropped Bernard's hand, crossing their arms. Yeah, their clothes would need a deep wash after today. They were cold, they were wet, and most of all they were surely to be serving detention in their near future as a result of their actions. "Who's the asshole? Still you. You may have 'jumped in after me' or whatever, but as I recall I'm the one who dragged your sorry ass out of the water to keep you from drowning when it was knee deep." Rhys had started to shiver from the cold, and stuttered a bit as their teeth chattered while they talked.
Ugh, now I bet I'll catch hypothermia... bet we both have hypothermia. They thought, eyeing Bernard. What a name on him. He definitely looked more like someone who'd be named something like Nico, or Basilton. Something fancy and dark, not something that made Rhys picture the cranky elf from the Santa Clause movies.
Then again, he did sort of remind Rhys of a cranky elf. Or perhaps a numpty. They smirked as they were struck with this thought, then remembered they had the taller boy's attention and cleared their face of any emotion.
"I, uh-" Rhys cleared their throat. "You might want to get your nose checked on, though. Make sure it's not... broken, or anything." If it was broken, that'd be their fault, but it would be Bernard's fault if they got sick from being outside, soaking wet in the middle of November.
The boy looked from his bloodied hand to Rhys with a mixture of anger and disbelief, exclaiming loudly, "YOU FOIKIN' LIKE PUNCHED ME!" His voice rang out over the great expanse of the lake. His own face had hints of rage in his expression, and for a brief moment Rhys braced themself in case he decided to throw a punch in return, but then the Slytherin did something that completely caught Rhys off-guard. He laughed. And then he kept laughing.
Watching as the boy doubled over in laughter, Rhys was unsure how on earth this was so funny-- as soon as they got back inside they were guaranteed to get in trouble for punching another student and losing their temper. Negative points for Gryffindor. Not to mention Rhys's goddamn brothers would tell their mum all about how they'd gave some Slytherin kid a bloody nose. And then-- oh God, they could surely expect to be receiving a Howler as a result of that..
"Yuh got me pretty good," The boy admitted, touching his nose again. "And in my defence I wasn't tryin' tuh push yuh into de lake, and also I like jumped in aftuh yuh. You foikin' punched me! Who's de asshole now?" The boy had visibly relaxed by now, and after taking a moment to assess Rhys up-and-down, stuck out a bloodied hand. "De name's Bernard, Bernard Waye," Rhys took a moment to process just what was happening before reluctantly shaking Bernard's hand. Their hands were already covered in the other kid's blood, so what did it matter if his was?
"Er.. Rhys Read, pleas-" They stopped themself, frowning. "Actually, I take that back. I'm not sure I feel any pleasure at the moment." Rhys dropped Bernard's hand, crossing their arms. Yeah, their clothes would need a deep wash after today. They were cold, they were wet, and most of all they were surely to be serving detention in their near future as a result of their actions. "Who's the asshole? Still you. You may have 'jumped in after me' or whatever, but as I recall I'm the one who dragged your sorry ass out of the water to keep you from drowning when it was knee deep." Rhys had started to shiver from the cold, and stuttered a bit as their teeth chattered while they talked.
Ugh, now I bet I'll catch hypothermia... bet we both have hypothermia. They thought, eyeing Bernard. What a name on him. He definitely looked more like someone who'd be named something like Nico, or Basilton. Something fancy and dark, not something that made Rhys picture the cranky elf from the Santa Clause movies.
Then again, he did sort of remind Rhys of a cranky elf. Or perhaps a numpty. They smirked as they were struck with this thought, then remembered they had the taller boy's attention and cleared their face of any emotion.
"I, uh-" Rhys cleared their throat. "You might want to get your nose checked on, though. Make sure it's not... broken, or anything." If it was broken, that'd be their fault, but it would be Bernard's fault if they got sick from being outside, soaking wet in the middle of November.
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@Bernard Waye
OOC Note: if you're up for a thread in which they both go to the Hospital Wing and maybe get repercussions from there? just an idea
OOC Note: if you're up for a thread in which they both go to the Hospital Wing and maybe get repercussions from there? just an idea
8 Feb 2023, 18:16
don’t ever let your guard down…
Hex:#941b1b
Warning: Language
Warning: Language
@Rhys Read
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They were taken aback my sudden jolliness, and I honestly I would be too we were just in a fight. They looked confused as they stood for a minute before hesitantly taking my hand.
"Er.. Rhys Read, pleas-" They cut themselves off. "Actually, I take that back. I'm not sure I feel any pleasure at the moment."
They almost immediately dropped my hand, crossing their arms. I couldn't help but think, what type of name was Rhys? Never heard that one before, who's like "Im gonna name ma child Rhys! Thats perfect! Little Rhysie!"
I couldn't help but let out another laugh, I found this all to be quite hilarious. It sounded like something you would read somewhere. I couldn't help but notice all my blood splattered on all their clothes, and the burning sensation of my nose. How hard did they hit me? Jesus christ!
"Who's the asshole? Still you. You may have 'jumped in after me' or whatever, but as I recall I'm the one who dragged your sorry a out of the water to keep you from drowning when it was knee deep."
I couldn't help but take offence, it's not like it was my fault I couldn't swim, in new jersey that wasn't a necessity. It wasn't like a little broke bot in new jersey had the money to go to the pool, I frowned at that, giving a large eye roll. Why did they get on my nerves so much?
"Like Whateva," I said leaning my weight onto one leg crossing my arms and squinting my hazel eyes on them. I just tried to play the insult off, I had no smart remark I could make back. It was the best solution for the situation. To believe I thought we could be friends, haha!
I caught a small smile before they returned to a poker face. That's when it hit me! They were just like my grandfather! More or less at least. Short-tempered, gryffindor, and arrogant.
"I, uh-" Rhys cleared their throat. "You might want to get your nose checked on, though. Make sure it's not... broken, or anything."
I shook my head whilst they talked, they couldn't go to the nurses office they'll know that they fought. Unless he made some sort of excuse why they were wet and covered in blood. I was suddenly brought back into a memory I would rather forget.
I thought he was my friend... Mama we're all full of lies... Don't trust anyone... I didn't do it...
A small tear rolled down my cheek but luckily it wasn't noticeable because of my blood covered face. Dhampirs cry blood. But I swiped it anyways.
"Unless like ya wanna get in trawble or somethin', also like I should be foine, like I've gon through warse," I gave a small laugh, ignoring the pain shooting through my nose, my eye-twitched as I tried to give a scary, unconvincing smile.
I sighed.
Reducio
We end it here if you like then continue at the nurses office.
"Forget about the dirty looks. The photographs your boyfriend took. You said you read me like a book. But the pages all are torn and frayed!"
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