16 Apr 2018, 20:01
Just a Joke
It was as good a day as any for a walk. The wind had slightly calmed down. Now, a simple light breeze was flowing through the trees and through Rhea's red hair. The sun had slowly started to descend back down into a horizon, making the sky look as if a painter had spilled his palette on a blank canvas.
Rhea had been feeling a bit overwhelmed, and so she decided to take a small walk throughout the grounds of Hogwarts. She’d barely made it past the steps that led to the greenhouses when she saw students running around and screaming. Her head started to hurt once more, but she shrugged it away and kept walking. She made sure not to get too close to the Lake, as she was still scarred from the time she was briefly abducted by the Squid. Instead, she sat down a ways away by a tree that vaguely overlooked both the Forbidden Forest and the Lake. She rested her head against the trunk and closed her eyes for a while, getting her wits back and gaining the ability to think once more.
As she slept, she grew more in tune with her surroundings. She heard someone slowly walking to her, but she didn't know how far away they were. Rhea opened her eyes and squinted against the strength of the sun. She saw a young boy walking towards where she was sitting, but she guessed he hadn't seen her yet. With a small smirk dancing across her lips, Rhea leapt up and hid behind the tree. Why? Because this was the perfect opportunity to play a prank.
Hiding behind the tree, Rhea peered around at the incoming boy. She vaguely remembered seeing him around the Gryffindor Common Room, so she knew he was in Gryffindor. Not to mention the red robes he was wearing. Knowing that the spell had to be performed with nothing blocking her view, Rhea stepped to the right of the tree, where she would have a diagonal view of the boy. Then, remembering the incantation and the wand movement, she exclaimed, "Tarantallegra!"
Rhea had been feeling a bit overwhelmed, and so she decided to take a small walk throughout the grounds of Hogwarts. She’d barely made it past the steps that led to the greenhouses when she saw students running around and screaming. Her head started to hurt once more, but she shrugged it away and kept walking. She made sure not to get too close to the Lake, as she was still scarred from the time she was briefly abducted by the Squid. Instead, she sat down a ways away by a tree that vaguely overlooked both the Forbidden Forest and the Lake. She rested her head against the trunk and closed her eyes for a while, getting her wits back and gaining the ability to think once more.
As she slept, she grew more in tune with her surroundings. She heard someone slowly walking to her, but she didn't know how far away they were. Rhea opened her eyes and squinted against the strength of the sun. She saw a young boy walking towards where she was sitting, but she guessed he hadn't seen her yet. With a small smirk dancing across her lips, Rhea leapt up and hid behind the tree. Why? Because this was the perfect opportunity to play a prank.
Hiding behind the tree, Rhea peered around at the incoming boy. She vaguely remembered seeing him around the Gryffindor Common Room, so she knew he was in Gryffindor. Not to mention the red robes he was wearing. Knowing that the spell had to be performed with nothing blocking her view, Rhea stepped to the right of the tree, where she would have a diagonal view of the boy. Then, remembering the incantation and the wand movement, she exclaimed, "Tarantallegra!"
the trouble is, if you don't risk anything -- you risk more.
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STAMINA: 4; EVASION: 10; STRENGTH: 8; WISDOM: 6; ARCANE POWER: 5; ACCURACY: 12
21 Apr 2018, 17:53
Just a Joke
"I just don't get it." the boy sighed, raising a brow and looking at his wand. He sighed and put it back where it belonged, into his pocket. Emmett found great comfort knowing that it was there, and sometimes had the habit of checking all the time that his wand was still with him. He had already grown close to his most important belonging. Cherry wood and unicorn hair. He really got lucky with those qualities. Emmett felt that they complimented his personality well. Lethal power and faithfulness. What else could he possibly wish for?
However that did not compensate for his lack of understanding some subjects. Teachers were moving on quickly, and Emmett had the attention span of a tiny kid. He would only listen if he was interested in the subjects, and often found himself spacing out in class. Sure he was thirsty for knowledge, but some things were uninteresting to him. Listening to boring herbology, bleh. He would rather do something more interesting.
Almost tripping over his shoelaces that were almost never tied, he found himself getting further away from the lake that he was at first planning to visit. Emmett liked to just stare at the serene waves and his own reflection. There was something very calming to his fierce soul in that hypnotic water. He had a keen eye for pretty things, and lakes were not excluded from that long list.
Sighing to himself he decided to just stay sour this day. He was not looking where he was going, and approaching a tree, he had a surprise made just for him. Little did he know, that there was a girl waiting for an unsuspecting victim, just like Emmett. While he was busy inhaling the sweet scent of the outdoors, he got hit by a spell.
A-ha, he had found her. A redhead with red robes. A fellow Gryffindor playing pranks on him! He should have been on-guard, even if he was just taking a stroll. That was one way to cause someone to have those famous 'trust issues'. With a panicky face, he started looking for his wand with his hands that were still in his control. Emmett tried to get a nice grip on his wand, but failed as he twitched violently again and dropped the wand to keep dancing on.
"Curse you ginger!" he groaned, failing to save himself from the uncontrollable dancing.
However that did not compensate for his lack of understanding some subjects. Teachers were moving on quickly, and Emmett had the attention span of a tiny kid. He would only listen if he was interested in the subjects, and often found himself spacing out in class. Sure he was thirsty for knowledge, but some things were uninteresting to him. Listening to boring herbology, bleh. He would rather do something more interesting.
Almost tripping over his shoelaces that were almost never tied, he found himself getting further away from the lake that he was at first planning to visit. Emmett liked to just stare at the serene waves and his own reflection. There was something very calming to his fierce soul in that hypnotic water. He had a keen eye for pretty things, and lakes were not excluded from that long list.
Sighing to himself he decided to just stay sour this day. He was not looking where he was going, and approaching a tree, he had a surprise made just for him. Little did he know, that there was a girl waiting for an unsuspecting victim, just like Emmett. While he was busy inhaling the sweet scent of the outdoors, he got hit by a spell.
He heard a scream behind the tree, and suddenly Emmett felt the urge to dance his worries away. Well, more like jerk his feet and legs uncontrollably. He indulged in a ridiculous looking dance and looked at his own feet for a while, confused. Realizing what was going on, he took a look at the culprit."Tarantallegra!"
A-ha, he had found her. A redhead with red robes. A fellow Gryffindor playing pranks on him! He should have been on-guard, even if he was just taking a stroll. That was one way to cause someone to have those famous 'trust issues'. With a panicky face, he started looking for his wand with his hands that were still in his control. Emmett tried to get a nice grip on his wand, but failed as he twitched violently again and dropped the wand to keep dancing on.
"Curse you ginger!" he groaned, failing to save himself from the uncontrollable dancing.
It does not matter how slowly you go, as long as you do not stop.
26 Apr 2018, 20:01
Just a Joke
As soon as the spell hit him, the boy began to dance. Rhea tried to hold in her laugh, but it spilled out regardless of the hand that had come up to cover her mouth. She couldn’t bear it - he looked ridiculous, dancing in a mixture of a tap dance and… something else, she didn’t know what. It was all quite amusing, and Rhea found herself bending over and giving herself away. But at the moment, she didn’t particularly care, as her laughs were getting quite severe.Finally composing herself, Rhea gathered herself and stood up, walking from behind the tree trunk to the front.
She saw the boy struggling to stop the spell, reaching for his wand and whatnot, but ultimately failed. She decided to save him the hassle, especially when he muttered, “Curse you ginger!” Rhea waved her wand and muttered the counterspell, watching his feet stop their uncontrollable dancing.
“I’m hurt,” Rhea said with a smile, placing a hand over heart and pulling an expression of mock hurt. Deciding to introduce herself, and hoping that he didn’t completely hate her after the fiasco she’d just pulled, Rhea extended her hand. “Rhea Bishop, at your service.” She bowed for dramatic effect, and then stood back up. “Sorry for casting the spell, by the way. I was bored and you were the closest one to me, so…”
She trailed off, thinking that he would be able to complete the thought by himself.
She saw the boy struggling to stop the spell, reaching for his wand and whatnot, but ultimately failed. She decided to save him the hassle, especially when he muttered, “Curse you ginger!” Rhea waved her wand and muttered the counterspell, watching his feet stop their uncontrollable dancing.
“I’m hurt,” Rhea said with a smile, placing a hand over heart and pulling an expression of mock hurt. Deciding to introduce herself, and hoping that he didn’t completely hate her after the fiasco she’d just pulled, Rhea extended her hand. “Rhea Bishop, at your service.” She bowed for dramatic effect, and then stood back up. “Sorry for casting the spell, by the way. I was bored and you were the closest one to me, so…”
She trailed off, thinking that he would be able to complete the thought by himself.
the trouble is, if you don't risk anything -- you risk more.
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STAMINA: 4; EVASION: 10; STRENGTH: 8; WISDOM: 6; ARCANE POWER: 5; ACCURACY: 12
6 May 2018, 18:20
Just a Joke
Now Emmett Park wasn't the person to usually be very ashamed of himself. In fact, he was often the source of secondhand embarrassment for others due to not really giving two tosses about how others perceived him in the public. However the moment she started laughing at the endless tap dancing, he felt slightly embarrassed. Of course, that was still overshadowed by anger and amusement. He was capable of feeling a lot in a moment, and this was one of those instances. She seemed to almost choke on her laughter, instead of helping a fellow out! What'd he expect, she was the culprit too!
When she finally gathered herself together and muttered the counter-spell, his legs suddenly stopped dancing. Emmett wasn't out of breath like you would expect him to be, instead he just looked very lost and confused about what just happened.
"I'm hurt" she answered to the boy, after he had called her a ginger. A bit of a controversial word to call redheads.
"Me too, I'm pretty hurt. As in, my legs hurt." he watched her bow. Contemplating whether he should do the same, he decided against it. Just standing there like a pile of dumb rocks, he nudged his eyes. Emmett was rubbing his eyes to see if this was really real, what was happening right now. The anger quickly faded away as she introduced herself. His blank face turned into a smile that was so warm, that it could speed up the climate change drastically.
"Rhea Bishop, at your service." she finally revealed his name.
Emmett tilted his head to left and right, as if to decide if he should say something in response. Pounding his options of being anonymous or telling her his name, he decided to introduce himself too. "Emmett Park." the boy said, putting his hand over his heart like she had done earlier. He was looking for a reaction, but she seemed to be trailing off already. Rude, but he related to that.
"No biggie. It's just the matter of time that I get back at you." he was already going through plans to destroy her confidence in the shape of pranks.
When she finally gathered herself together and muttered the counter-spell, his legs suddenly stopped dancing. Emmett wasn't out of breath like you would expect him to be, instead he just looked very lost and confused about what just happened.
"I'm hurt" she answered to the boy, after he had called her a ginger. A bit of a controversial word to call redheads.
"Me too, I'm pretty hurt. As in, my legs hurt." he watched her bow. Contemplating whether he should do the same, he decided against it. Just standing there like a pile of dumb rocks, he nudged his eyes. Emmett was rubbing his eyes to see if this was really real, what was happening right now. The anger quickly faded away as she introduced herself. His blank face turned into a smile that was so warm, that it could speed up the climate change drastically.
"Rhea Bishop, at your service." she finally revealed his name.
Emmett tilted his head to left and right, as if to decide if he should say something in response. Pounding his options of being anonymous or telling her his name, he decided to introduce himself too. "Emmett Park." the boy said, putting his hand over his heart like she had done earlier. He was looking for a reaction, but she seemed to be trailing off already. Rude, but he related to that.
"No biggie. It's just the matter of time that I get back at you." he was already going through plans to destroy her confidence in the shape of pranks.
It does not matter how slowly you go, as long as you do not stop.