8 Jun 2018, 13:43
Use The Pointy End
At first, Amadea thought it was some sort of trick of her mind. It seemed as though the fire she had just cast was coming back at her. A second before it hit her, she realized it wasn't her own fire, it was Alexander's. Again, it hit her wand arm, searing it with pain and causing her wand to clatter to the ground.
Gasping with pain, she reached down and picked up her wand again, ready to cast another spell if necessary. Thankfully, she didn't have to, as her opponent was lying on the ground, apparently conscious. Amadea felt a bolt of sympathy for the poor boy; she knew in her head that he wasn't dead, but seeing him sprawled out on the ground made her think twice. Professor Valtome coated her skin in the same salve the nurse had used on her burns...the last time, and though it stung, she knew that the salve would heal her skin quickly.
"Thank you," she said to the professor, both for the salve and the compliment. She glanced down at the boy on the ground, hoping that he would wake up soon so she could bring him to the hospital wing. She didn't think she would be able to carry all of his weight.
Gasping with pain, she reached down and picked up her wand again, ready to cast another spell if necessary. Thankfully, she didn't have to, as her opponent was lying on the ground, apparently conscious. Amadea felt a bolt of sympathy for the poor boy; she knew in her head that he wasn't dead, but seeing him sprawled out on the ground made her think twice. Professor Valtome coated her skin in the same salve the nurse had used on her burns...the last time, and though it stung, she knew that the salve would heal her skin quickly.
"Thank you," she said to the professor, both for the salve and the compliment. She glanced down at the boy on the ground, hoping that he would wake up soon so she could bring him to the hospital wing. She didn't think she would be able to carry all of his weight.
Amadea waits for Alexander to wake up, then exits with him to the hospital wing.
10 Jun 2018, 10:29
Use The Pointy End
Alexander got a small grin as he managed to put the flames out but soon after casting the spell he was getting overwhelmed by the headache growing to even larger portions than before. He did not even feel the light touch of flames that came from Amadea's wand as he felt himself losing consciousness and falling on the ground.
There was darkness for a moment and then Alex opened his eyes. Still feeling terrible and having quite a ruddy nose but at least he didn't feel as bad as before but his head still felt like it would almost split in two. When he opened his eyes he saw that his opponent was standing above him. He had to admit she was a little pretty but then Alex got the itching feeling that usually came before sneezing.
Alex thus quickly put his arm in front of his nose and a large "Achou" could be heard. Alex then slowly went to stand up looking at the girl with more focus. He could now see that her wand hand had been burned a bit though it was now covered with some kind of paste.
He then slowly pulled himself from the ground, making sure he would not accidentally fall because of a lack of balance and said with a ruddy nose, his voice sounding quite messy because of it. "What happened ?" He said referring to the duel after he fell unconscious
There was darkness for a moment and then Alex opened his eyes. Still feeling terrible and having quite a ruddy nose but at least he didn't feel as bad as before but his head still felt like it would almost split in two. When he opened his eyes he saw that his opponent was standing above him. He had to admit she was a little pretty but then Alex got the itching feeling that usually came before sneezing.
Alex thus quickly put his arm in front of his nose and a large "Achou" could be heard. Alex then slowly went to stand up looking at the girl with more focus. He could now see that her wand hand had been burned a bit though it was now covered with some kind of paste.
He then slowly pulled himself from the ground, making sure he would not accidentally fall because of a lack of balance and said with a ruddy nose, his voice sounding quite messy because of it. "What happened ?" He said referring to the duel after he fell unconscious
Memory is all we are. Moments and feelings, captured in amber, strung on filaments of reason. Take a man’s memories and you take all of him. Chip away a memory at a time and you destroy him as surely as if you hammered nail after nail through his skull