29 Oct 2023, 08:42
Dangerously Reckless
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Late Summer painted the Scottish skies with deep pastel colors that only contrasted with the grays of the Hogwarts Castle, making the views from above only that much more mesmerizing. Ulysses had flown on a bewitched broom since he was a toddler, the magic already provided for him to take off with proper form that his father taught him well. It had felt entirely different when the School Broom had beckoned itself at his own demand. The Flying class properly taught the boy who knew he was meant for the skies since his father had let him tuck in from one of his usual official dragon counts for work. His mother hated how badly her children had loved their father's profession, but what young witch or wizard wouldn't be clearly obsessed with large fire-breathing lizards that could fly and soar for hours in the sky, exactly how Ulysses wanted to be.
It’s why he was deliberate in his misplacement of his school broom during class, causing enough of a fanfare to the other students to hide his broom in one of the corners of the Hogwarts Castle and now he was claiming the sweet rewards of his innocent deception for the sake of pure joy and excitement seeking. Ulysses grabbed the broom and turned the corner into the large grassy area, that had been mostly empty at this point until he seemed to have caught another who took him by surprise.
“ Merlin! You nearly had me swinging this broom at ya, mate. Coulda taken your whole head off. ” Ulysses had himself a bit of a laugh once his fight-or-flight response calmed itself down a little bit more, the broom still clutched firmly in his left hand as he looked up at the sky before returning his gaze dead onto the other's piercing eyes but not letting it unsettle his resolve and providing his own hypnotic serpentine look directly back. " I take it we might've had the same idea after Flying class?" He could only assume, the other was exuding an energy that said he too, would deal with the consequences after he did what he wanted. Consequences, be damned.
It’s why he was deliberate in his misplacement of his school broom during class, causing enough of a fanfare to the other students to hide his broom in one of the corners of the Hogwarts Castle and now he was claiming the sweet rewards of his innocent deception for the sake of pure joy and excitement seeking. Ulysses grabbed the broom and turned the corner into the large grassy area, that had been mostly empty at this point until he seemed to have caught another who took him by surprise.
“ Merlin! You nearly had me swinging this broom at ya, mate. Coulda taken your whole head off. ” Ulysses had himself a bit of a laugh once his fight-or-flight response calmed itself down a little bit more, the broom still clutched firmly in his left hand as he looked up at the sky before returning his gaze dead onto the other's piercing eyes but not letting it unsettle his resolve and providing his own hypnotic serpentine look directly back. " I take it we might've had the same idea after Flying class?" He could only assume, the other was exuding an energy that said he too, would deal with the consequences after he did what he wanted. Consequences, be damned.
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Last edited by Ulysses Drake on 11 Dec 2023, 07:40, edited 2 times in total.
1 Nov 2023, 23:49
Dangerously Reckless
Undoubtedly, Kyle's favorite class was flying, it was quite obvious as his seemingly cold face had light up into a water smile when the lesson went on. The only bummer was Al the rules in place accompanying the lesson and that they couldn't fly around whenever they wanted. Kyle didn't remember well what happened but sometime towards the end of the lesson there had been a panic of searching for a missing broom. Kyle stole this chance to hide his own, no one would know as they were to occupied looking. It was the perfect plan to Kyle, though it wasn't the right decision, it wad the BEST decision. He had his own personal broom and the best part was when he was done he could just feign finding it or rather put it somewhere for somebody else to find it..... Since he didn't really like lying.
It was not too long after the lesson when Kyle retrieved his hidden broom and went out to the empty grassy fields of the Quidditch Training Pitch, or so he thought it was empty. He had barely gotten away from the building when a voice cake from nowhere.
“Merlin!"
Kyle spun around quickly to face the strange male voice Kyle's and in hand. He locked eyes with a dark haired boy around his age, Kyle quickly put away his wand, tuckinh it away in his belt.
"You nearly had me swinging this broom at ya, mate. Coulda taken your whole head off.” The Boy said accompanied by a small laugh. It didn't take long for Kyle to notice the broom in his hands, it seemed as if they had the same idea....
"Same could be same to you Signore Sir," Kyle said in his strong Italian accent. He quickly smoothed out the wrinkles of his white shirt, as well as adjusting his Ravenclaw tie. He didn't bother changing out of school uniform. Though he decided to take off his itchy robe which he slung over his arm like a towel. Kyle looked the brunette up and down with a cold stare, the same stare that had created the rumors of his rudeness. Kyle was slightly entertained when the boy returned the same stare but with a sort of sullen hypnotic trance to it.
"I take it we might've had the same idea after Flying class?"
Kyle looked at the broom his hand before looking up to give the boy a small sly smile.
"Si yes, seems so."
Kyle observed the boy once more, the brunette had unkept hair, yet he looked well-groomed.
"The Nome es name is Kyle, Kyle Diaz," The ravenclaw said holding out his hand to the boy as a polite greeting, before his curiousity got the best of him. "Were you the student with the missing broom?"
@Ulysses Drake
It was not too long after the lesson when Kyle retrieved his hidden broom and went out to the empty grassy fields of the Quidditch Training Pitch, or so he thought it was empty. He had barely gotten away from the building when a voice cake from nowhere.
“Merlin!"
Kyle spun around quickly to face the strange male voice Kyle's and in hand. He locked eyes with a dark haired boy around his age, Kyle quickly put away his wand, tuckinh it away in his belt.
"You nearly had me swinging this broom at ya, mate. Coulda taken your whole head off.” The Boy said accompanied by a small laugh. It didn't take long for Kyle to notice the broom in his hands, it seemed as if they had the same idea....
"Same could be same to you Signore Sir," Kyle said in his strong Italian accent. He quickly smoothed out the wrinkles of his white shirt, as well as adjusting his Ravenclaw tie. He didn't bother changing out of school uniform. Though he decided to take off his itchy robe which he slung over his arm like a towel. Kyle looked the brunette up and down with a cold stare, the same stare that had created the rumors of his rudeness. Kyle was slightly entertained when the boy returned the same stare but with a sort of sullen hypnotic trance to it.
"I take it we might've had the same idea after Flying class?"
Kyle looked at the broom his hand before looking up to give the boy a small sly smile.
"Si yes, seems so."
Kyle observed the boy once more, the brunette had unkept hair, yet he looked well-groomed.
"The Nome es name is Kyle, Kyle Diaz," The ravenclaw said holding out his hand to the boy as a polite greeting, before his curiousity got the best of him. "Were you the student with the missing broom?"
@Ulysses Drake
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Ciao! No problem I love the character also I look forward to their friendship, also In kind of slow in replies to so no worries just reply whenever you need.
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6 Feb 2024, 07:17
Dangerously Reckless
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The afternoon light blinded Ulysses for a moment as he took a step back, the other’s thick Italian accent through him off as he took another moment to look at the other surprised while Kyle had been smoothing his shirt. “ Italian, huh? I don’t think i’ve met an Italian wizard at school yet. ” Of course, he’d travel with his family to Rome during his childhood but they kept to the wizarding tourist areas that kept them surrounded by other tourists.
“ Guess so, heh. ” Ulysses couldn’t help himself but let out a bustling laugh, loud and sharp almost like a yelp from a hyena as the Slytherin ran his fingertips through his hair to fix some of the waves while taking a better look at the Italian boy. To Uly, they looked eerily similar despite the other had a golden bronze that radiated versus his otherwise pale complexion. They both had the dark wavy hair, somewhat similar in height and slender enough. If the young asp had a thick Italian accent, they might as well call him Kyle Diaz as well.
Without skipping a beat, Ulysses took the other’s hand and offered a proper handshake and a sinister smirk. “ That obvious, huh? I’m Ulysses Drake, Slytherin. ” His gaze floated down to his robes that might’ve also give him away. “ They have so many of these bad boys, they weren’t going to miss one of them if I just hid it in one of the nooks of the castle. Besides, I wanna fly. It was my favorite thing to do at home and it’s been absolutely killing to not get into the air. ”
Fingertips already itching to hop on, Uly beckoned the broomstick to his hand with relative ease and kicked off the ground into a small hover as he met eyes with Kyle once again.
“ We gonna get some air time or just keep talking about it? Race you to the Whomping Willow? I’ll even wait for you to get on your broom. ” Despite the patience Ulysses was administering in the moment, his eyes lit like a bonfire being so close to his favorite past time and he was just roaring to go.
“ Guess so, heh. ” Ulysses couldn’t help himself but let out a bustling laugh, loud and sharp almost like a yelp from a hyena as the Slytherin ran his fingertips through his hair to fix some of the waves while taking a better look at the Italian boy. To Uly, they looked eerily similar despite the other had a golden bronze that radiated versus his otherwise pale complexion. They both had the dark wavy hair, somewhat similar in height and slender enough. If the young asp had a thick Italian accent, they might as well call him Kyle Diaz as well.
Without skipping a beat, Ulysses took the other’s hand and offered a proper handshake and a sinister smirk. “ That obvious, huh? I’m Ulysses Drake, Slytherin. ” His gaze floated down to his robes that might’ve also give him away. “ They have so many of these bad boys, they weren’t going to miss one of them if I just hid it in one of the nooks of the castle. Besides, I wanna fly. It was my favorite thing to do at home and it’s been absolutely killing to not get into the air. ”
Fingertips already itching to hop on, Uly beckoned the broomstick to his hand with relative ease and kicked off the ground into a small hover as he met eyes with Kyle once again.
“ We gonna get some air time or just keep talking about it? Race you to the Whomping Willow? I’ll even wait for you to get on your broom. ” Despite the patience Ulysses was administering in the moment, his eyes lit like a bonfire being so close to his favorite past time and he was just roaring to go.
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6 Mar 2024, 16:04
Dangerously Reckless
“Italian, huh? I don’t think i’ve met an Italian wizard at school yet,” The boy stated as Kyle smoothed the wrinkles in his shirt. Kyle looked up to face him.
"You probably have, they just didn't have a accent like mine," Kyle said shrugging it off. Kyle had grown up in between Italy and England. Specifically Rome [Where his Aunt, Uncle, and Cousins resided), Alicudi [Where his paternal grandparents lived] Part of the Aeolian Islands by Sicily, Italy, and London [where he resides with his siblings and parents]. Kyle had a special place in heart for Alicudi, for him it felt like his true home, he loved the rocky beaches, hospitality, and the slow culture of it all! It was down to earth and he missed it, it was much different from the fast city life Kyle had grown to know...
“Guess so, heh,” the brunette said before letting out a loud sharp life, which in turn made Kyle smile despite his greatest efforts.
Kyle introduced himself sticking out his hand in which the boy took giving a small mischievous smirk. He figured out that he was probably the one with the missing broom, there was practically no other explanation... Of course to his obvious assumption, the boy confirmed.
“That obvious, huh? I’m Ulysses Drake, Slytherin.... They have so many of these bad boys, they weren’t going to miss one of them if I just hid it in one of the nooks of the castle. Besides, I wanna fly. It was my favorite thing to do at home and it’s been absolutely killing to not get into the air. ”
Kyle understood that fully, except before today he had only ever looked at a broom! His parents weren't big on flying and owned none of the sorts. You can only imagine how thrilled he was when the class had come about, it was only better when he found out he was a natural as well! This was practically, besides music, was the best thing ever!
Kyle only nodded in response, and gave a small "I thought so.... True it's a shame to let them sit and waste away. Really we're doing everyone a favor."
It had only taken a few seconds before Ulysses was already in the air, he met eyes with Kyle, the boy's eyes were fiery yet he spoke with patience.
“We gonna get some air time or just keep talking about it? Race you to the Whomping Willow? I’ll even wait for you to get on your broom.”
But before Ulysses could even finish Kyle kicked off and was up in the air.
"No need for the courtesy Sir," He said fancily, before returning to his normal voice. "You're on! In 3... 2...." Before Kyle even finished counting down he ripped off giving a bit of laugh. "1!!"
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"You probably have, they just didn't have a accent like mine," Kyle said shrugging it off. Kyle had grown up in between Italy and England. Specifically Rome [Where his Aunt, Uncle, and Cousins resided), Alicudi [Where his paternal grandparents lived] Part of the Aeolian Islands by Sicily, Italy, and London [where he resides with his siblings and parents]. Kyle had a special place in heart for Alicudi, for him it felt like his true home, he loved the rocky beaches, hospitality, and the slow culture of it all! It was down to earth and he missed it, it was much different from the fast city life Kyle had grown to know...
“Guess so, heh,” the brunette said before letting out a loud sharp life, which in turn made Kyle smile despite his greatest efforts.
Kyle introduced himself sticking out his hand in which the boy took giving a small mischievous smirk. He figured out that he was probably the one with the missing broom, there was practically no other explanation... Of course to his obvious assumption, the boy confirmed.
“That obvious, huh? I’m Ulysses Drake, Slytherin.... They have so many of these bad boys, they weren’t going to miss one of them if I just hid it in one of the nooks of the castle. Besides, I wanna fly. It was my favorite thing to do at home and it’s been absolutely killing to not get into the air. ”
Kyle understood that fully, except before today he had only ever looked at a broom! His parents weren't big on flying and owned none of the sorts. You can only imagine how thrilled he was when the class had come about, it was only better when he found out he was a natural as well! This was practically, besides music, was the best thing ever!
Kyle only nodded in response, and gave a small "I thought so.... True it's a shame to let them sit and waste away. Really we're doing everyone a favor."
It had only taken a few seconds before Ulysses was already in the air, he met eyes with Kyle, the boy's eyes were fiery yet he spoke with patience.
“We gonna get some air time or just keep talking about it? Race you to the Whomping Willow? I’ll even wait for you to get on your broom.”
But before Ulysses could even finish Kyle kicked off and was up in the air.
"No need for the courtesy Sir," He said fancily, before returning to his normal voice. "You're on! In 3... 2...." Before Kyle even finished counting down he ripped off giving a bit of laugh. "1!!"
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