Pure-Blood Supremacy vs Pure-Blood Equality Closed

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If they were being honest, Qrow wasn’t exactly sure how the altercation had started. One moment they had been sitting down, happily reading, and the next they were practically nose to nose with a very angry Gryffindor.

What had even happened?

Right, the Ravenclaw boy had asked them something about the book they were reading, he had mentioned something to do with muggles. Why did that word make their skin crawl? It had never bothered them this much before, had it?
But…
Grandmother had said they were filthy, and the redhead had always hated dirt. She had said they were killing the wizarding world, each time their blood tainted a magical family they were destroying it. And Grandmother was an adult, an adult that the child trusted with all of their insecurities and failures, she had done so much for them... She graduated Hogwarts and she was a lot like Qrow, she too struggled to make friends, she too was ambitious, she too wanted to thrive in a world full of magic and awe. She must be right? Muggle-borns - no - Grandmother had called them something else - Mudbloods, they were ruining the legacy of the wizarding world.

Why did their voice hurt? Had they been shouting? Qrow never raised their voice… They had been shouting at the Ravenclaw. Something he had said about muggles had made their skin hot and itchy and they had started yelling, they had barely paid attention to what they had said.
Clearly, they had caused a scene, otherwise the Gryffindor wouldn’t be here. Why did these students make Qrow feel so angry? As soon as they had appeared, metaphorical hackles had been raised, and the sound of their talking did nothing but further fuel the anger-fueled stupor the young Slytherin had fallen into.
Before they knew it, Qrow was speaking again, too dazed from their own anger to acknowledge whatever they were saying.

“Why don’t you and your filthy mud-blood get lost!”

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Trying not to deck @Qrow Beithir
Mischief running to get @Erin Burton before Azzy snaps

Mud-blood?! MUD-BLOOD?!?! The phrase had gotten under Azzy's skin. This motherfudger. "How about you learn some fucking respect?! Or did your parents not teach you any? Or was it a grandparent? Hm?" Azzy knew his kind. They had come across his kind to many times. And they had nearly decked every single one. The only thing that ever held them back was their best friend, Erin Burton. But she wasn't here right now. And since she wasn't here, they were sure they could take out this one. They always knew that these people always started from somewhere. And now they knew. But wait. Had this been the Slytherin that Azzy had heard about that Rhys was becoming friends with? That calmed Azzy down a bit. "I apologize for my my words as even though I intended to offend you, I'm going to let this go as long as you apologize for your words. As you are a friend of Rhys." Azzy knew what they were doing. And they were completely mad at themselves for it. They could feel their skin get warm from the pure rage that was flowing through them, just then their ferret slipped from their pocket and ran to go find Erin, even Mischief knew this wasn't going to be a good encounter. "I do mean it because I really don't like to argue. I'm sure we can come to a truce or something. Could Azrael allow themselves the satisfaction of a truce? No. They were far to angry by Qrow's stuck up, "I'm better than you" attitude. As someone who was raised All Wizards Are Created Equal. This would simply boil with them.

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Qrow had very little idea what was going on, nor did they expect themselves to say such words, but their anger only grew the more the other student began to speak again. Somewhere throughout all of it, they heard Rhys’ name, and a couple of pieces began to snap together.

Firstly, this was the student that their friend, ‘not person’, had feelings for, and the last thing Qrow Beithir would do, out of sheer respect for Rhys Read, is start an altercation with them—Azrael, if the Slytherins' memory served them correctly. It always did.

Secondly, Azrael’s sudden deescalation of their argument seemed to be built on the foundations of their own friendship with Rhys, though they were willing to bet that there was something else going on there, and that was something any cunning Slytherin could use to their advantage.
It was amazing how many people thought themselves indestructible until jealousy was put into the mix.

Thirdly, Azrael’s feeble attempt at proposing a truce was only slightly better than their attempt to offend Qrow. Had they wanted to do that, they should have caught them on a worse day and made some sort of mildly mean comment; however, it didn’t stop the makings of a plan from beginning to brew in the first year's head. Yes, a truce seemed like an okay plan for now.

Of course, having just had this random Gryffindor, whom Qrow only barely knew in passing, begin screaming bloody murder at them – all the while the Slytherin barely had any idea what they were doing or how much of this had started – all did well to immediately put them on the redhead's bad side. Though the snakes were known to be both cunning and, at times, vengeful,

"Sure, a truce, whatever, but I don’t do apologies."
And with that statement lingering in the air, Qrow left.

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OCC:

I promise I'm not this much of a prick IRL...

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Recovering from anger due to @Qrow Beithir

Azrael sat down on the ground, trying to let the anger and frustration fade away. But that was hard right now, never in their life had anyone EVER gotten under their skin like that. They didn't even know it was possible. Tears slipped down Azrael's face as they thought about what just happened. Were they so angry that they were crying?! Holy heck... They got up and wiped away the tears, quickly gathering themselves. Maybe, just maybe, they should have looked the other way just this once, but it was in their blood to defend someone who clearly couldn't defend themselves. They then began walking to Herbology again. Rethinking everything. Maybe they should have taken a calmer approach to Qrow? They didn't know anymore. Their mind was jumbled from start to finish at this point. They knew that they should have taken a better approach, but then again they were always getting irritated by the slightest thing. Maybe they would go play violin when they were done with class. Usually that helped the scenario. Then again. The song that they wanted to play they knew would be hard and they would end up splitting their finger tips open. AGAIN! And that bit hurt alot. Oh well. They would have to deal.

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OOC
I believe it, Rhys just had to have us as enemies.
Maybe later on we can have them reach a truce and be friends.