Spectating Caoimhe & Irina Unofficial closed

Mellani hadn't had much to do lately. So, when she heard of a duel taking place, she decided to spectate it because, why not? She wanted to learn dueling too. Not too long ago, she'd been attacked by magic and hadn't been able to defend herself. And she had ended up in detention. She wasn't in a good mood and she was grasping at any distraction that she could get to get away from her thoughts.

Little did she know that Opal was going to be there too. When she entered and saw Opal there, she pretty much just went in the opposite direction and sat alone. She was probably going to leave this place. She didn't want to be in the same room as Opal. Not now. Not when she couldn't even deal with her own damned life.

She held her head in her hands, pulling up her hood. It wasn't cold. But she wore it anyways. It was like something that made her feel a bit less insecure of herself. She looked at the people in the duel wondering if just looking could possibly help her. Hopefully, it would. Because Mellani wasn't getting attacked again. And she had to know how to defend herself. So she looked at the participants and sighed, wishing Opal wasn't in the room.

Interacting with: @Opal Brinkman, @Avery Leveret

After nearly a year on the sidelines of the broom racing team, Alora had been itching for something. Flight was truly where her passion lay, but duelling had certainly caught her attention. Something she considered later in her years. It wasn't something she would have raised as a first year. Even with balanced duels, she wanted to know more, to expand her knowledge. She wanted magic to be more natural coming to her. For now, she was still processing, still assimilating. It was coming to her more naturally, but it still wasn't innate as it was for some of her peers. Her first reaction wasn't to whip out her wand without thinking. She had to actively do so, and she did. Some day, she hoped it would be much more natural. Until then, she'd fake it until she made it.

With a few friends unofficially duelling, she wasn't going to miss that for the world. She noted a few more friends nearby. "Opal!" she called, sauntering closer, not even realizing her partner in crime might even be flirting. At eleven, love was the last thing on her mind, and boys might as well be mange-infested cootie having creatures as far as she was concerned. There were a few exceptions she appreciated for their friendship. "Mell," she added, sitting down near her friends, giving a nod to the boy that was nearby. She recognized him.

"Have I missed anything?" she asked, hoping it wasn't the case. It had taken her a moment to get her new things dropped off. Easter had brought on candy and new hand-me-downs from her sisters. She had been spoiled, and thanks to her writing to Nadia, lots of greys and greens had been added to her wardrobe. Instead of the oversized sweater she'd stolen from her brother at Christmas, she had a better-fitting one to go with her grey school-issued skirt lending her a casual look.

WHO WATCHES THE W A T C H M E N ?

CAOIMHE HAD CASUALLY MENTIONED AN UNOFFICIAL DUEL, and in typical girl code, Harlan wasn't sure if he had actually had an invitation and if his vipress wanted him to be there. Nevertheless, he had decided at the last minute that he would attend and silently cheer her on from the sidelines. Nothing was concrete between the two of them but there was something that kept pulling Harlan into her orbit, a gravitational pull that both felt inviting and ominous. Was Caoimhe actually dangerous? Only time would tell and would it all be worth it? Well, time would tell that story too.

Finding himself squeezing through the ever growing sea of verdant and silver, Harlan hadn't quite exactly noticed anyone in his direct line of sight and so he found his way into one of the corners while the others intermingled with one another. His own garb had bold stripes of green, silver, and white as to support Caoimhe in his own little subtle way. Joke would be on him when there would be another Gryffindor fighting against Caoimhe herself.

" A lot of snakes interested in this fight, any one of you know why? He asked the question to no one in particular, letting his question linger to see if one of the other students had been privy to that information.

Harlan would make himself comfortable and watch as the others talked amongst themselves, using this to glean what he could of the other students before the duel actually began. On occasion, he would try to catch the eye of Caoimhe but nothing obvious enough to break her concentration.

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no one yet | wc: 265
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───── It was Lilliana’s first day back at Hogwarts after Easter Break. She had heard that a duel would commence soon, Caiomhe Kyle would be one of the participants, the other Irina Shevel, a Gryffindor first year who she hadn't yet met. She had also found out that Duvessa would be moderating the duel. It was supposedly her friends Cai’s first duel, along with Essa’s first time modding. The blond-haired Slytherin had shown up in high spirits, a grin set on her face. If anyone were to inquire about her presence, she would merely state she was there to show support for her two friends, which was partially true, but she knew how interesting duels turned out often, and that was the main nudge that brought her there.

Occasionally glancing at the two duellists, Lilliana scanned the crowd for any familiar faces. She recognized a couple of people from her house, mostly first years, so far. She saw Alora and gave a slight wave to them. Lilliana had remembered their previous encounter in the study room, as well as seeing her during the end of the whole Spin the Bottle thing that was set up -- wasn't she the one who pelted them with dungbombs? Probably. The first year had to admit, she found the stunt Alora had pulled quite amusing, even if technically she could be identified as one of the ‘victims’.

She saw another girl she recognized from the Spin the Bottle game, a pretty brunette, they had sat next to Lilliana during the event, but she had never caught the other girl’s name... She had also heard that they had gotten into a fight with a muggle-born, Opal, in the Library! Lilliana wasn't sure whether the rumors were true or not, half the time the things people gossiped about in Hogwarts weren't real at all... Besides, how could a fight take place in a Library? Of all places! Now that would have been a sight to see!

Speaking of Opal... It wasn't long before Lilliana spotted them as well, standing next to a vaguely familiar boy, she doubted she had interacted with them yet, but she had heard of them, somewhere... Lilliana made her way closer to the two of them, making it just at the time when Opal tossed her hair over her shoulders very flirtatiously. That made Lilliana raise an eyebrow, and a light snort escaped the girl. She looked at the person standing next to Opal for a few seconds before it clicked. Cai had mentioned them earlier! Leveret. Avery Leveret, wasn't it? It didn't take long for the scene to be rushing back to her -- yes.

It was the harshest of weather when Caiomhe, Duvessa, and Lills made their way outside to discuss certain topics. Avery’s name had come up a couple times, and from what Cai had described... Well, from what she had heard, they had an interesting personality, to say the least. Which brought her back to the present. Lilliana crossed her arms casually, “I’m Lilliana, by the way,” The first year said, before adding, “I’m Caiomhe’s friend,” She said, narrowing her eyes slightly. Not doing the best job at being inconspicuous.

She quickly diverted her attention towards Opal, “Weren’t you that girl who set up the Spin the Bottle thing? You seemed quite desperate for a snog,” Lilliana smirked slightly at the memory, glancing back and forth between Opal and Avery, looking for any initial reactions. Not to mention the fact that she was openly flirting with a pure-blood, being a muggle-born and all. Though, Lilliana had to admit, Opal had some nerve.

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Stats: STA | 6 | EVA | 6 | STR | 3 | WIS | 9 | ARC | 6 | ACC | 5 |

Date: 00/00/00 | Ency: X | Part Veela | Outfit: X | Time: 00:00

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16th April | Fourth Floor, Duelling Club
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Avery's Hex #136b5c

Outfit: Weekend (Smart Casual)

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• SPECTATOR THREAD FOR: Caoimhe & Irina's Unofficial Duel

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	-----T he room was beginning to fill with people, and he being ever watchful minded each and every one of them with a cursory gaze that tried to place people as friends or as foes. It was mostly Slytherin students that he had clocked, nodding curtly to each of them in silent greeting if he knew them well enough. Avery was always distant, and cold, as though he was always thinking about something critical and solving puzzles in his mind palace. It earned him a reputation of being both efficient and effective, and up-tight. In truth, this was his moment of respite. He would often come here to practice his own wandwork to cool off, or to watch others with a critical eye in an attempt to better his own strategies. There were little stakes to this duel, but seemingly the well-known vipress had attracted a plentiful crowd. She was a twisted enigma, to him; and now he knew they shared more than a desire to be great, though what the other spectators thought was another thing he considered. Many were of their own house, friends undoubtedly; and then there was that Gryffindor boy he had seen around. Peculiar that he had come in the colours of Slytherin, and even more peculiar that he had seemed to lean in and out of view as though to gain some kind of attention. Avery quickly determined that it was an attempt at Caoimhe’s attention, and he couldn’t help but smirk. He didn’t know the boy but he immediately knew she would eat him whole, but he supposed that made him brave. “There is a snake in the fight, one worth watching too.” Avery replied to Harlan’s question, with his signature smirk. He had sussed him already, but confirmation couldn’t hurt; and besides perhaps if her friends heard the compliment it could filter back to her. He couldn’t well add to that as a familiar girl approached him, introduced herself and asked to sit next to him. “Oh uh- Hello Opal. Leveret, Avery Leveret. - Yes I suppose you can.” He offered in reply, carefully, with a laboured smile as he moved his purposefully placed bag from the seat. It had served as a natural barrier, a sign of his reservedness, but she had been bold enough to ask. She flicked her hair dramatically and he simply raised an eyebrow, and turned his attention back to the duel. Avery wasn’t the most social creature, not even with people to whom he shared a house; often being seen in fleeting moments travelling through the common room to his dorm, on rare occasions; sat alone in the library. He didn’t seem to have close acquaintances, but little did they know that this was mostly by choice. People were irksome, especially kids. He was one, but most of his socialisation growing up was with older students or people at formal events, so he had adopted an older mentality fairly quickly; and an impatience for clamouring. Opal seemed quite forward, and that put his back up. Of course that was supported when Lilliana walked over and introduced herself with a cold poise that appeared quite threatening; though not to him. His smirk only grew, firstly at her declaration of being Caoimhe’s friend and then to her jab at Opal. Avery liked being correct, but rarely did it culminate in such a dramatic fashion. His brow peaked high into his forehead as he hummed at Lilliana’s revelation. “Spin the bottle? – Ew. I’d never.” He said with playful disgust, he was 11 and that stuff just didn’t appeal to him. Though what did was this defensiveness that Lilliana had displayed on Caoimhe’s behalf, probably. The expression he had sent to Lilliana was sign enough that there was nothing to worry about here, as he nodded to her. “Lilliana.” He greeted. “I’m Leveret. Avery Leveret. – I’m, uh, a friend of Caoimhe too!” He said, though his ambiguity was because he was uncertain if he could claim that status; he figured it sounded better than; ‘an interested party sussing out the competition’. If Lilliana elected to press him on it, he could always fall back to mystery and leave her with more questions than answers.
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Interacting with: @Opal Brinkman, @Harlan Montgomery & @Lilliana Havenmore
Mentioning: @Caoimhe Kyle, @Irina Shevel & @Duvessa Ember

Attire: Usual weekend kit: Slytherin pride, kilt, no shoes, wolf fang necklace, feathers in his braid.

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Colin padded soundlessly into the duelling hall. He'd heard that the duelling club he was in would have a Slytherin vs Gryffindork showdown. Excellent. He hadn't duelled since last fall, against Kim. That was fun! He expected no less today. A lot of the kids in the club were first or second years, so he wasn't expecting to see slashed and maimed bodies thrown around the place, but still, he knew enough spells in first year to really hurt an opponent.

He was not at all disappointed to see so many Sneks in attendance! Good, good! He remembered back to June's start of term welcome for all the new first years. He was so happy to see that they were here cheering for their house! And, well, if any of the lion cublets got too rowdy, they could easily be dealt with! In fact, most of the kids watching the duel were fellow Sneks.

Colin smirked. Apart from Avery --- a boy he very much wanted to get to know better --- the usual suspects were in attendance. Alora, the Princess of Pranks; Lilliana, the gorgeous and utterly snoggable half Veela; Opal, the sad girl who shared Colin's sadness; and Mells, the quiet girl. She seemed very nice to Colin. One boy alone, dressed in silver and green, he didn't recognise. Colin was pretty sure he wasn't even a Snek!

He raised one eyebrow. There's only one reason a boy who wasn't a Slytherin would wear silver and green to a Slytherin vs Gryffindork duel. Colin smiled. He liked the boy's showing. That reason must be that he fancied one of the Sneks! But was she someone here already? Or was she delayed? Or --- could it be he fancied Cai, the duellist!? Interesting.

After scanning the crowd, Colin decided to sit behind the others. He stepped up onto the seat and settled into a comfortable crouch. He could tell there was drama already. Mells looked like a Jedi observing quietly and Opal looked like she wanted to jump on Avery and snog him! He smirked. He'd kissed her thrice already --- two proper snogs and one kiss of life!

Colin promptly ignored the drama in the stands once Embers announced the duel was to begin. Colin's gaze fell first on the Gryffindork. Colin smiled. She had the look of trouble about her! Her hair was a mess and her knees had plenty of scrapes. If he were a Gryff, she seemed like she'd be an ideal friend to run around and play with or explore the castle! On the piste, she seemed quite confident --- not calm confident like Regina, but exuberant confident like Colin!

On the other hand, Cai seemed very focused on the lion. Good. Exuberance was a good thing, but Colin had been learning that, in duelling, focus was better. He knew he'd have to learn to balance his two natures --- the wild wolf boy and the determined wizard boy. She had poise and self control, much like Clair. He respected that in her. He wondered what else might lie beneath the surface!

Colin smirked. He hoped it might be a wicked opening defense and thumping coup de grace!

@Caoimhe Kyle | @Irina Shevel || @Avery Leveret || All the Sus Girls: @Alora J. Graves | @Lilliana Havenmore | @Opal Brinkman | @Mellani Miller || The Lion @Harlan Montgomery

@Colin McCoire @Lilliana Havenmore@Avery Leveret

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OOC note: Please do not take anything of what I say to heart Lills! We love you!

"Colin!" She greeted happily, glad her friend had made it to the duel. It might not have been official, but it was exciting nonetheless. Even in this capacity, Alora wasn't ready to participate, but it offered her insight for future reference. Seeing styles of classmates, judging potential adversaries. "Come sit!"

Alora had waved at Lilliana when she motioned her in greeting, and had smiled as the blonde drew closer. She wasn't sure why the girl's presence always made her a bit dumb on the side, but she didn't question it. There was something light and fun about the young woman she appreciated and she wasn't going to let herself overthink it when the foley of youth was so appealing! Too soon the sentiment shifted as catty retorts were being made.

I should have brought a dungbomb... Alora thought bitterly to herself, even more so as memories of the infamous night returned. A glimmer of hope shown as Leveret spoke however. Finally, someone with some sense.

"Finally, someone with a few neurons firing," she drawled in response to Avery's comment about not participating. Even though newly turned 12, she still had no interest in such things. "Let's all remember you all ended up needing showers the same. Or do we need remembering there lovelies?" Alora grinned. She wasn't taking the credit but she wasn't disproving it either.

"Perhaps we should keep the banter for after Cai's victory," she grinned, looking over to her friend up with her wand poised. "It's the only battle I came to spectate anyways."