The sky was blue, the birds were singing, the weather was deceptively warm for autumn. It was the perfect day... for victory! That was why Arc was standing around at the dueling field, waiting for someone to wander by who was willing to be beaten in single combat! Not the “give up to let the little sickly boy win” sort of willing, but the “I will try my best but still be bested by someone so much stronger than me!” sort of willing.
“Someone come fight me!” He shouted, waving the walking stick that contained his wand around at no one in particular. From somewhere deep in the backpack that rested at his feet his pet puffskein let out an audible squeak of agreement.
The shadow cast by a tree near the field suddenly tore open, revealing none other than Muryllis, the man who was so overpowered and full of himself that, in a feat that took arrogance to a new level, he had recreated the Shadow Corridor to serve his own purposes. Brushing leaves and twigs off with scarred hands, Firefox University's tame Redeemer turned to face the Ravenclaw student who had busied himself calling out challenges. One would notice that the man's face was as scarred as his hands - indeed, his last meeting with his (ex-)girlfriend hadn't gone well.
But he was better now!
Taking up position a mere twenty feet from Arc, Muryllis drew .. yeah, he didn't exactly have a wand at the moment, but he was still working on turning his chipped old phylactery into something that would serve just as well. No matter; wandless casting was only mildly weakened by the lack, and Weaving didn't even need the damned thing. So anyway, he called out with a harsh, grating voice that was better suited for whispering: "You go first!"
Willow sat some few yards away, hiding under the bleachers of the field. She wasn't exactly sure what on earth she would be able to do to keep it from getting too far out of hand - besides bite Mury. With a soft humph, she rested her head on her paws and watching, eyes little flickers of silver in the shadows.
What an idiot.
Still, it would be amusing to see how the young Ravenclaw reacted to Muryllis. Wasn't he supposed to protect kids from crap like this? Oh well. He seemed to be neglecting his duty to throw her off school grounds as well, but Talon hadn't seemed to mind back in the Hospital Wing.
She spied a lady bug and spent a good thirty seconds watching it before it flew away. Hopefully Muryllis wouldn't go off the edge and kill anyone. It seemed rather odd. The she-wolf huffed again, blowing tickling grass away from her snout. Doubtlessly this whole situation could be blamed on the fact that they were both boys - yeah, that had to be it. 971
Apparently there was a wolf about ten feet away for some reason, looking at bugs and grass. The wolf was closer to him than his pitiful opponent. How peculiar!
His opponent made a really cool dramatic entrance, but one look at his face and hands showed that he probably ended up on the bad end of most of his duels. This would be one more in his saga of defeat!
"Ummmmm, okay!" He replied, waving his staff at the person. "Expecto...expecto... ummmm... EXPECTO...PACHYDERMIS?!" He shouted/asked expectantly. He was sure that was some sort of spell, but all his wand did as a result was make a loud 'CRACK' and shoot a few sparks.
"Oh poo." he said, thinking his spell had failed. Unfortunately for Mury, it had not failed. In fact, in had caused a decently sized elephant to materialize a few feet above his head. Gravity could do the rest.
Post by Sparky Cobalt on Oct 20, 2010 12:48:28 GMT -5
"Shoo puppy, shoo." A quiet voice, barely noticable behind the noisy noises of the noisy duel nearby called out to the rather large dog. Firefox sure has its share of stray dogs, thought Sparky, poking at it with the broom he'd been using to... sweep the dueling field. "They're busy. Shoo." He never did like dogs, or lycans for that matter. In fact, it was a good thing this dog wasn't a lycan, or even a wolf. Sparky had a bad history with them; after all, they'd eaten his girlfriend.
Sure, Sparky had Teagan II, but that was a special case! Everyone loved Teagan II.
Normally, most people would think that you would know that a huge dog like this was actually a wolf. But in reality, Sparky had been friends with Morgan and an acquaintance of Ashelle; and between them, they had four wolf-like dogs that they insisted were regular dogs. So it wasn't really that much of a stretch to assume that this large dog was just another illegal pet on their school grounds.
He poked at the dog one more time.
"Shoo."
Last Edit: Oct 20, 2010 12:49:39 GMT -5 by Sparky Cobalt
The former Shadow chuckled when Arc's spell backfired. Pachydermis? Really? What was he, some idiot? Oh well, his turn was over. Muryllis raised an arm, Weaving together a spell of suffering very unique to the Redeemers - it would melt the Ravenclaw's perception of time, turning a quarter-second of reality into ten thousand years in his mind, all of which would be filled with horrors a simple Cruciatus could never dream of.
Before he could direct the spell onto Arc, he felt something over his head. This feeling lasted only momentarily, since acceleration due to gravity is so fast; even with the elephant's horrendous momentum, it still caught the Justiciar off guard. The last thing he could feel before he became Christopher Reeve was two or three of his cervical vertebrae crunching and essentially vaporizing under the pressure.
Willow yelped when a broom came out of no where and jabbed her in the side. What the fuck. Abruptly her head snapped around and her jaws closed on the broom, breaking off the handle. She spat it out on the grass, scrambled to her feet, and slipped out from under the bleachers. At some point she had forgotten that Sparky thought she was a dog.
As well as every other giant freak of nature on the grounds. That included Orca. Willow stared at Sparky, and was about to say something irritably to him through thought, there came the scent of something foreign. Something alien.
A god damned elephant.
Her ears flicked up at the sound of crunching bone. She stared. You've gotta be kidding me. She realized she'd said it 'out loud', and glanced up at Sparky with a sort of half grin. Whoops. She wagged her tail, but then her attention shot back up to Muryllis and the elephant.
MURYLLIS? With a strangled cry she lunged forward, ready to wreak all havoc on the bag of wrinkled leather.
Post by Sparky Cobalt on Oct 21, 2010 14:10:49 GMT -5
Sparky blinked at his broom, which was now broken. It was a nice broom, too. It wasn't a flying broom, no, but a perfectly good broom nonetheless. What a bitch. Literally! See, this was why he hated dogs except for Teagan II. Especially stray dogs.
He sighed. As a professor on the school, he had to do something about the wild mutt problem, didn't he? Nevermind the giant elephant crushing the... What was that again? Probably just a dueling dummy. It'd be fine. He looked at the dog and sighed. All this, and he heard some chick talking nearby. What if this dog went and attacked her? She'd be all OH CUTE A PUPPY and she'd go to pet it and then it would bite the shit out of her.
And then it'd be his fault!
Way to go, dogs.
So he did what you were supposed to.
He flicked his wand at the dog, a silvery stream shooting for it and wrapping somewhat loosely around its neck, much like a leash and collar. He noticed that it was sniffing towards the Elephant, or something, but that didn't stop him. All was fair in dogs and war!
He'd have to take the puppy to Sylph's, probably. She did own a pet shop, after all.
Without even a glance toward Arc and his defeated opponent, Sparky tugged his wand.
Post by Sparky Cobalt on Oct 21, 2010 20:19:55 GMT -5
Sparky, who couldn't hear the words being spoken in his head due to the elephant trumpeting off and stomping, completely ignored the frantic mutt's words.
"Come on puppy. Come on dog. We gotta get you somewhere with some food, and some water, and some shelter. It's a nice place, I promise. My friend will be there, too."
All true, of course. He wouldn't lie, not even to a mutt that broke his broom for no reason.
"Come on."
He started dragging the poor stray towards the path away from the school.
Willow, beyond irritated, just gave up and let him walk her. If they went to Sylph, well. Sylph had seen her as a wolf before, at least she knew ... she knew what Willow was.
Even if Sparky was so retarded that he didn't.
Oh well.
At some point she remembered she mustn't blow Orca's cover. Oops. Willow whined but followed Sparky nonetheless, looking dejectedly over her shoulder. Poor dead Mury.
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