Closed An unexpected turn of events PV Dexter Ragsdill

Dexter woke up. He wanted to go back to sleep, but he didn’t. That was because yesterday he decided to pull pranks instead of doing his work. Now he had to complete that today. Oh, what the hell, I can do both in one day! He thought, deciding he’d pull pranks first.

He went downstairs and met his friends. He asked them good prank ideas, and they gave ideas. He decided to do the easiest and less fun one first. He ate at breakfast and zoomed up to his common room. He grabbed a rusty bucket he found lying on the floor. He looked out the window and walking by the lake. There’s my prey, he thought.

On the way down, he acted as non-suspicious and normal as he could. He clutched the bucket as if it was something people do everyday. Some people gave him curious looks. Others he had already pranked and they had understanded it smiled. Four people that didn’t like his pranks turned and walked the other way. Teachers looked confused.

He went to the lake and scooped water inside of it. He went looking for the girl he had seen who was walking by the lake, then he found her. He grabbed his bucket and walked slowly behind her. It was hard to be quiet, as there must’ve been a million leaves on the floor. At once, he splashed the bucket with water onto the girl.

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Interacting: @Bailey Glade
Mentioning: None

@Dexter Rasgill

As the person got closer, Bailey prepared to turn around.
Then suddenly she was wet. Spinning around, she smacked the bucket out of the grasp of the person behind her. Then she saw a boy with a bucket. He had just dumped water on top of her!
Breathing heavily, Bailey’s immediate response was to drop her bag and go into a fighting stance. No thought went into it; it was just reflex. Putting one hand up, she stepped back and said furiously “Stop where you are. Don’t move any closer.”
Grabbing her bag, Bailey pulled her wand out.
“Now. The important question. Why did you pick me? Because I was an easy target?”
Standing up straight, Bailey continued. “Just so you know, I am not an easy target. I heard you coming. Just be grateful that I didn’t turn earlier, because then you would be the one who is wet.”
Staring at him, Bailey waited for a response. She had an intimidating glare, and it was on full force staring at this boy.
Now that she was slightly calmer, Bailey observed that the boy had black hair, green eyes, and white skin. Clearly he was a prankster, and that was not something she was happy about.

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@Dexter Rasgill

When she abruptly smacked the bucket out of the boys hand, he quit laughing, shocked.
Most people who he has pranked probably don’t respond like this Bailey thought. I am going to teach him.
After she ranted about her not being a easy target, he smiled. Glaring at him, Bailey pulled herself up to her full height, which was probably five inches taller than he was, and she knew she could be imposing.
As she said that he pranked everyone and not to feel special, Bailey smirked.
“Nah I don’t feel special. Though you should, because not many people see this side of me.”
Putting her hands on her hips, she continued.
“I will let you go, without harm, if you promise to NEVER prank me again. Next time I will not be so lenient. You won’t just have something knocked out of you hand- and trust me. I am willing to go to detention if I am protecting my self. And I doubt the professors and prefects would believe you over me. They know how good of a student I am. They trust me too- unlike you. I mean, who trusts a prankster?”
Bailey knew she had been a bit unkind saying some of that, but she hated being pranked. And if he tried to bully her, she knew that he was not going to win the argument or fight.
I really should have brought my bostaff. Bailey thought. I am definitely going to start carrying it everywhere. Especially if this prankster is around.

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@Dexter Rasgill

Wow. He thinks just because I’m only a year under than him that he can prank me… duh I’m not immortal- I just fight back.
“Well duh I’m not immortal. But neither are you- and you have NO idea who you chose to prank today. I have a feeling you are going to regret this a lot later. And I assure you- I can be a lot more than fierce. Just you wait.”
With that message, Bailey slipped her hand into her bag, hoping that sometime was there. Her hand connected with something metal- is that my bostaff??? It is!!! Bailey thought. I seriously thought I left it in my dorm. Good thing I didn’t.
When someone, who must be a friend of the boy, walked up and asked if he had pranked someone who he could never win against. He also mentioned something like a battle? he has no idea who he pranked. And a battle? I will definitely win.
“A battle? If it is, I’m not sure how long he will last. For sure, it will not be long.” Bailey said with a smirk, addressing the first boys friend.
Then the boy who had originally pranked her asked for his bucket back. Bailey picked it up, looked at him, and chucked it into the lake.
“No. you cannot have your bucket back.” Bailey said, standing up to her full height and walking towards the boy. Pulling her hand out of her bag as she stood up, as she advanced she activated her bostaff and it extended. like here
Walking till she was about two feet from Dexter, she lowered her voice and said,
“Now…. What are you going to do? I assure you, I can win. Are you going to apologize, or what?”

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@Dexter Rasgill

As he scratched his head, asking if she was going to use martial arts on him, Bailey noticed he had a long, think scar on his arm. Did he tangle with a wear wolf? Or is that a knife scar? she thought, before deciding to insult him for his behavior. “Why? Are you scared of being beat up by a girl?
Ok…. He clearly is not going to apologize… I shall teach him a lesson then. No one mocks me without paying for it.
With that thought, Bailey dropped down and performed a leg sweep, knocking the boy into the ground. Kneeling with one foot on his ribs, Bailey pinned his arms down with a hand and leaned over him.
“Do you regret taking to me like that now?”
Pushing her foot a little harder into his chest, Bailey smirked at him and then looked at his friend.
“I bet you didn’t expect that to happen.” Bailey said to the other boy, who was watching with shock and maybe awe. Clearly he had never see someone respond to his friends’ pranks lien this.
“Maybe you should think before acting next time.” Bailey said.

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@Dexter Ragsdill

As she spun forward, Bailey tossed her bostaff up. As she knocked the boy, down and pinned him down, Bailey saw something glint as it fell out of the boy’s pocket. Is that a knife!?! Bailey thought, and then it was out of her mind.
Catching her bostaff in her left hand, Bailey used her right to pin his arms down and her right foot to pin his chest down.
As she let up, he pushed her off of him and he ran over to retrieve his knife.
Deciding to confront him, Bailey stood up, and glared at him.
“Do you really think I will let you get away with that? You know knives are illegal. Either give it to me, and I will turn it in, or I will come with you and we can give it to a professor or your head of house. What house are you even in? And what is your name? And why do you have a knife! I mean, I know I have a bostaff, and a sword in my form but my head of house knows about it and they trust me. Do they really trust you that much?”
As she mentioned her bostaff, she tossed it up, so that it did a few spins and then caught it without looking. Grabbing both ends, Bailey pushed the button and it folded it up. Once it was small again, Bailey slipped it into her pocket and said “Well? It’s not polite to ignore people.”

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@Dexter Ragsill

Hum…. He really needs to learn how to listen to instructions. But at least his friend slipped out his name.
”So…. Your name is Dexter is it?” Bailey asked, smirking at him and his friend.
“And sure you haven’t hurt any one yet, just…. Does your head of house at least know that you have the knife? Or Headmaster Leer? I know that it is dangerous, but really. They should at least know of it.”
Sighing, Bailey continued.
“And my name is Bailey. Bailey Glade. It’s …. Well, not a pleasure, but… I’m glad I met you Dexter. I’m sorry/ I overreacted a bit, but I hate being pranked. So- never prank me again. I won’t let you go so easily next time. And…. I’m going to submit an anonymous letter to the heads of houses that someone named Dexter had a knife if you don’t give it to me or go with me to a staff member. Deal?”
Waking closer to Dexter, she stood at her fullest height, towering over Dexter. Stopping over to be his height, she muttered “And don’t think bulling me will get me to not turn you in. That’s not going to happen.”

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@Dexter Ragsdill

When she asked if his name was dexter, he glared at his friend. so his name IS Dexter. Bailey thought, smirking.
As he narrowed his eyes and shook his head when she asked if his head of house or Headmaster Leer knew about his knife.
After she offered either to tell on him in a letter or go with to him his head of house, she thought for a moment before answering.
He told her that he would go with her to his head of house, Bailey was about to ask who it was when he said he was in Griffindor.
While they were talking, his friend walked off probably to avoid the danger that was going to happen most likely.
so… professor Elaine Pendrast is his head of house…. Hum. She is… a little mysterious.
As they walked up the lawn, Bailey asked
“So…. Why do you have a knife? We are going to turn that in, you know”
Nearing the entrance, Bailey stepped forwards ahead of Dexter and opened the door for him. He was definitely going to judge her for it and at this point, as she walked in her damp clothes, she no longer cared. Which was rare for her- Bailey usually cared deeply about what others thought about her and her appearance.

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Dexter wondered for a while why she was so concerned about why he had the knife. He knew it was dangerous but he only had got into few accidents with it. He decided to deal with it at all staff any ways. What choice did he have? For the first time possibly ever, he regretted having pranking. He decided that he just go with the flow and see what happened. It couldn't be that bad right? As they were walking Bailey asked, "So why do you have a knife?" Dexter was both shocked and surprised. Now he was wondering why the girl wanted to know why he had a knife. He knew had the knife because his ex dad had gave it to him but he didn't feel very comfortable sharing that with her. So playing dumb, he just Shrugged. "I guess I just like it." He then turned to her. He had found his excuse to get away. " you're not going to go soaking wet are you?" He wasn't necessarily looking forward to going to his head of house and telling them that he had a knife. They probably confiscated it. The knife was special to him after all and he didn't exactly when they lose it. It had helped him with multiple things especially picking locks.
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