29 Apr 2020, 10:44
A Secret 𝙰̶𝚍̶𝚖̶𝚒̶𝚛̶𝚎̶𝚛̶ Antagonizer
The concept of hosting a mock "class" on the current conspiracies floating around Hogwarts was all too appetizing. As Breana asked about their audience however, his thoughts drifted back to one Ravenclaw in particular, a boy he had tried and failed to corner with questions considering those very mysteries.... "I dunno just yet," Pericles confessed, second-guessing his decision to host an "open lecture". His sleepy stare slid her way while he added, "but it couldn't hurt to try and inform others. I can't quite say if the letters sent to us are related to the headmaster's abduction...." Though he trailed off, the look on his face tacked on an unspoken at least, I certainly hope they aren't. She spoke of going ape on the culprit, and he smiled a tense sort of smile this time, his own feelings for the forgery still raw. Peri was mute for a moment before softly suggesting, "Please be careful. Soon as either of us finds out, we should owl one-another before doing anything hasty." The boy tactfully kept his own intentions for the culprit to himself.@Breana Oliveire
Conversation took a turn, one surely unexpected. Pericles seemed to have recovered from his outrage, and given the specific wording of his acceptance, he was formulating a strategy. "I'm meant t'be there anyhow," he said with the start of a smirk, eyes aglow with some scheme. "It may as well be spent with friends..." and with a nod he affirmed, if awkwardly, "...for reals." To talk of strength in numbers, the lad simply enthused "Exactly." He rebounded from uncertainty with newfound fervor, though when asked about courtesies, Pericles paused and uttered a taken-aback chuckle. It was a quiet trickling sound leading into the line, "We- no, silly. We don't have to bow..." he crinkled his nose, "...but we could." With no shortage of theatrics, he turned to face Breana in full, drew one leg back a step, and tucked forearm to abdomen before sweeping deeply downward. With drawling dramatic "gallantry" he droned, "Until our next inquest, Miss Breana Oliveire."Unless further interactions, departing from thread.
{ 𝔗𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔞 𝔟𝔬𝔶: 𝔞 𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶 𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢, 𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔡 𝔟𝔬𝔶. 𝔗𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔰𝔞𝔶 𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔡 𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶 𝔣𝔞𝔯 𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔩𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔰𝔢𝔞. }
(iNPC: Madhup Hexum)
30 Apr 2020, 14:55
A Secret 𝙰̶𝚍̶𝚖̶𝚒̶𝚛̶𝚎̶𝚛̶ Antagonizer
@Pericles Dralt
Breana's eyes twinkled with inquisitiveness as Pericles mentioned informing others. "I'll try to help! I mean, like you said, we are The Wise, there's bound to be an unkindness of ravens plucking for some of this mysterious info..." She weighed in. "Er... wordplay unintended." Breana nodded in agreement as Pericles deduced that the letters might not be part of the Headmaster case. "True... Though that just means that the plot thickens and our own mystery would require more snooping." Not that Breana minded. Such an event is rather riveting for her and hanging out with someone as smart and mystery-savvy as Pericles is an added bonus.
She did forget the fact that the fellow Ravenclaw boy was more prudent than her, her transparency obvious as she pouted a bit as Pericles warned her to owl her first. "I-- well..." Breana groaned and admitted, "You're right, you're right..." She does hope that she remembers his warning, considering the fact that the little imposter duped the both of them. Maybe Pericles would want his own taste of vengeful release at them.
Breana grinned and giggled a bit at his little take on her slang. She found it adorable that he gave it a shot. Perhaps she can educate the sheltered lad about other modern slang in the near future... "Okay, so I'll meet ya there, then? Maybe rope in a buddy or two after a few dances?" She suggested though a part of her wants to enjoy the dancing part a bit longer if they could. Her face dropped for a moment as Pericles corrected her on the dramatics of inviting someone, it quickly turned into an expression of surprise as Pericles gave Breana a deep bow right in front of her. Quickly composing herself, Breana pulled up the skirt of her robes, making her legs kneel into a bit of a clumsy little curtsy. "'Til we meet at the, er, ball... thing... Sir Pericles Dralt." She snickered at herself, feeling a bit silly since she knew that there was probably something wrong in the way she did it. Still, it was fun to try, and with a more casual and familiar wave goodbye, the duo parted.
Breana has left the thread.
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Stamina 6 | Evasion 5 | Strength 3 | Wisdom 10 | Arc Power 7 | Accuracy 9
Stamina 6 | Evasion 5 | Strength 3 | Wisdom 10 | Arc Power 7 | Accuracy 9