Ben is not the Culprit. Open Closed

"Why are you here if you don't know what happened?" asked another of the recent arrivals, who'd appeared just after him.

Turning his head towards Lucien, Arthur gestured behind him to the myriad of instruments filling the room, and in particular the piano in the corner. "I'm just here to use the room," he explained. Running into the rest of them was just coincidence. Looking around at the ever growing cluster of people, he added, "I'm guessing it's going to be occupied for a while, though." He wondered if there was somewhere else he could practice...

"Simple, kid got blamed for stuff that wasn't his fault, people are horrible and feel like they need justice despite how twisted their view is. Same old same old," the boy went on to explain. His eyes shifted back to Lucien, taking in what he was saying. That seemed plausible enough, given what he'd witnessed at Hogwarts so far. It still didn't explain much though...

"Well, you can probably guess now.." the other girl was saying.

"Not really..." he sighed. "Like, who is this person? What did they do, or supposedly do? Why do people think it was them? And how are you so sure that it wasn't?" Not that he would attack someone, regardless of whether he thought they were guilty or not. But he couldn't really profess support for them either, without knowing for sure what was 'right' and who was telling the truth.

If they were right and a student was being set up unfairly, of course, he was in the side of trying to set things straight. But right now, all he knew were the wild rumors and what someone had written on the posters.
Ben is not the Culprit. Open Closed
Eri saw the note that had been put up by Rosie. They weren't friends but she had met Ben once. And she didn't think that he would do something like that. So she decided to go and join the meeting to protect Ben. She had some theories of what happened but they probably weren't true. 

Once she arrives she notices that a couple people were there already. So she as best as she could snuck in to a corner to hide from every one. She didn't want them to know she was there yet since she wanted to see if this was something she wanted to help with.

Far in the corner where she could observe and hopefully not to be noticed by anyone in the room until she wanted them to know. 

Her emerald green eyes scanned the faces of all those that were in the room to see if she recognized anyone else that was in the room with her. She recognized Rosie and Ben so far. And he seemed to not want this. If she was in the sans predicament she wouldn't want it either. He must be scarred. He didn't do any of what he did on purpose well at least she hoped so.

{"Mistakes are forgivable if one has the courage to admit them." Bruce lee} Eri Windstone.
Ben is not the Culprit. Open Closed
Sonya practically ran into the rehearsal room. She had just seen the flier in the library and was determined to help. When she saw the flyer, it grabbed her attention by saying 'an innocent kid is in trouble', she took a closer look, saw no time or anything so assumed it was happening right now, and ran to the rehearsal room.

She honestly didn't know why she was doing this. She didn't know who this Ben was or what happened to him. All she knew was what she saw from the posters and fliers saying that he was the Masked Man. Even then, she didn't know what the Masked Man did. She just saw all the threats made to him. When she saw the notice to protect someone that was innocent, Sonya immediately knew she wanted to help. To her it didn't matter that she didn't know exactly what happened, what mattered was helping her fellow students and protecting innocent people. She just wanted to help, and hoped she'd be wanted in the cause.

When Sonya entered the room, she was rather loud from being in a rush. She was also a bit out of breath, looking a little frazzled. She looked around the room. "Hello," she greeted, "I'm Sonya Carlson and I'd like to help."

"Life is never what you plan"
Ben is not the Culprit. Open Closed
A quiet confrontation had become impossible. Ben had not been able to say much at all before the girl argued back and a crowd began to gather. Those posters must have been everywhere. The boy silently cursed as he took all the distractions as a chance to escape the room. While it was kind of these kids to show their support, he really did not want more attention. There was little he could do to actually stop them it seemed even if he wanted to do so. For the moment he would try to maintain an incognito approach to his movements through the school.

Ben made his way to the back of the group as Rosie was being bombarded with new arrivals and questions. If he got caught they might make him give a speech or something. His fists, his legs, and his wand would be plenty for him to be left alone. So he hoped at least. Either he'd die or he'd grow stronger because of this. A broken mind was okay with either option for the moment.

Why did I come here? I should just go to my dorm and read in bed. Ben thought to himself as he slid out the door just as another entered.
Ben is not the Culprit. Open Closed
Lucien stared at Arthur dumbfounded. Either this kid never heard gossip or just never payed attention. "Ben Eckenrode, you know, the masked man, the mask apparently controlled him something or another, either way it wasn't his fault. Not quite sure how to explain it, if you're able to find my sister Aravis, tall white haired second year Slytherin, really easy to find, I'm sure she could explain anything and everything. She seems to have gossip on everything." He said shrugging before turning to Rosie.

Lucien watched Ben leave out of the corner of his eye before sighing. 'Perhaps, maybe we should just let the kid catch a break for a bit. I mean, most people don't like attention. The main reason I showed up was to see if he was okay then leave him be." Lucien said shrugging. "Perhaps, Miss Parker, we should only say something if someone says something bad first. Take a defensive form, yeah?" Lucien wasn't sure why he had called her Miss Parker, she was his age, maybe it was because she was a prefect. "It seems like Ben could handle himself. Ravenclaws are quite smart after all." He said with a slight laugh. He would need to be leaving soon to grab his cello and head to his dorm room to practice. It was in the back of the rehearsal room where he had left it.

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Undecided on who to particularly agree with, as there were opposite views within the same spectrum now being presented, she stood silent, nodding her head any time someone spoke. She had noticed the appearance of Lucien, a boy she had met before, though she wasn't entirely sure as to where. Mentally cursing herself for her terrible memory, she could only bring herself to giving him a weak smile instead of a greeting.

Humming in thought, her mind began to play the devil's advocate once more. On one hand, Lucien had a point. Ben was probably stressed about all the attention, and she could only imagine he wished to lay low, not wanting a crowd coming together to defend him when right now, he faced little threats. And she noted that the general student body was insane if they ever believed that any professor would allow Ben to be in danger. As long as there were adults at this school, he was still safe. At least, so she assumed.

But she could also see why Rosie wanted to form this group to begin with. If Ben ever needed the reassurance that there was at least one person looking out for him, it could be found in this very room. It wasn't about who turned up, it was about those who cared about the situation at hand. Those who cared about Ben. Even if she had never met him formally before in her life, she could not deny her stance. It was not sympathy that she felt, as he needed none of that, but it was something stronger. She knew he had this, but if he ever needed a little defending, she would be right there with him, backing him up. There was no shame, she decided, in having people defend you. As long as there were people at this meeting, he was no alone, and maybe he needed that, whether he knew so or not.

Being a voice of reason, a middle ground somewhere, she decided to speak up when her thoughts had settled. "Lucien is right, Ben needs his space. But I also agree with Rosie, it is important that Ben has people on his side. In no way does he need 'protection', but a group of people who has his back wouldn't hurt. Low-profile supporters or something like that." She suggested, shrugging a little bit after she ended her thought. She then glanced at Rosie for approval.
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Ben is not the Culprit. Open Closed
Rosie watched Ben leave, frowning. She felt her heart stink. She was forcing this on him, but she had to brush aside her guilt. If word wasn't spread, Ben could be hurt, or worse. She had received a letter from Adam while everyone poured in, and once Ben left, she finally read it over.


Reducio
You have to know you're making a mistake.

I'm not going to pretend that I'm staying neutral, and as much as I love both you and Eris, you're both being reckless here. You, at least, have your mind in the right place. We both think that Ben is innocent -- or doesn't deserve to be tortured if nothing else. So, yeah, I'm not saying you're wrong. I'm just asking you to stop.

If you really go through with this thing, it's going to be a war. You'll have set up the second side all by yourself, and you'll have to fight one of your best friends. I'm going to Eris's meeting, but I'm going to try to change her mind without any trouble, and I can't do that if you're stirring things up outside. Please, Rosie, if you want this to be over without any damage, you'll stop whatever you're planning. I hate to treat either of you like enemies. But I don't think she'll stop if you stand in her way. And I won't either.

Great, now this sounds like a threat. I promise it's not. It's just one last try to settle things quietly, if Eris will listen to me. If not, we can work on something together, I hope. But this has to be the plan for now. Please, please listen. I'm trying my best.

You know I hate this as much as the rest of us. Don't make it harder than it has to be.


With a huff, Rosie ripped it into two without another thought. She would respond later. She threw the paper into a nearby bin and faced the crowd again, her red face fading back to pink. The overwhelming voices and feelings were starting to take a toll on the twelve year old. But she was determined to keep her cool. She was usually good at keeping it, anyway.

Arthur seemed to be clueless, and it made Rosie want to scream. She rubbed her face, and reminded herself that some people needed extra guidance. She couldn't blame them for not knowing a situation they weren't directly involved in. Lucien however, seemed to be able to explain it to him, and it seemed they shared the same feeling of confusion. Rosie listened to him when he spoke to her about Ben, and she nodded slowly. "I get that, and that's why we're not protecting him directly." Luckily, Rosie was patient, so she wasn't too against repeating herself. "The more people let the situation bubble up with finding ways to hunt him down, the worst this'll all get. People are already planning on hurting him, from the looks of it. The question is, how do we convince half the school to leave the kid alone?" She wondered out loud, sighing. She didn't think this all the way through. Rosie also decided to ignore the fact Lucien referred to her as Miss Parker. She didn't like that very much.

Eri had walked in a bit earlier but Rosie hadn't realized a lot until after Ben left, and she didn't say anything. Rosie remembered her from her first meeting with Max, and she didn't give her any good vibes. She offered her a gentle wave instead of saying anything, before turning back to the situation at hand.

She must've also missed Sonya walking in, because she spoke up and Rosie's head turned up so she could listen. "Thank you, the more help we get the better." She stuck up a thumb at Sonya. Rosie talked with her hands... A lot. She thought about that as she rushed around the room.

Finally, Rosie could rest when Alexx entered. She remembered her from Clary's funeral. She didn't have a big opinion on her, considering they didn't necessarily speak during the funeral. It wasn't much of a talking event. More of a silent cry into parents' sleeves event. When Alexx spoke, she let out a sigh of relief. Rosie was happy someone could be a voice of compromise. It was getting a little hard handling a group by herself. She also probably should've thought about that before putting up the single flyer.

She nodded in agreement with Alexx, maintaining eye contact for a moment before Rosie looked at the group again. "Alexx is right, low profile is the best way to go. If we go too much with this, it could turn a lot more messier than it already is."

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