Post by Sparky Cobalt on Apr 18, 2007 23:07:21 GMT -5
[ooc: Go ahead and post if you want to watch, but if you interfere I'll ignore you XD]
It was one of Sparky's good days. He wasn't depressed, and the sky was bright with a few puffy white clouds here and there. It was a nice day all around, weather wise, and his mood wasn't all that bad either for once. Maybe that was the effect of spring?
Funny thing was, he had recieved a letter today. If he had been in any other mood, or if the weather had been different, he would've ignored it altogether. As it was, he had gone so far as replying!
The letter read:
Dear Mr. Cobalt,
Greetings again. I am not sure you remember me, but I healed your arm a while back, and made a very silly joke about Misanthropy. I apologise for my inane remarks.
If you have recovered fully, I was wondering if we might have a duel. Nothing too dangerous, just a test of strength and knowledge. If you wish to bring a Referee, please feel free to do so, just be sure they are impartial if you’d be so kind.
Thank you,
Ashelle G. Rainier
He hadn't bothered with a referree. As they had discussed over Owl, the rules would basically be:
1. No lethal or particularly harmful spells. 2. Stop when one gives up or one can no longer retaliate.
It would be a simple duel, and he was vaguely looking forward to it. He didn't know why, but maybe it could be fun? Maybe. As long as he didn't get in trouble. >.>
So, that was why Sparky was standing, smiling vaguely at the sky, and waiting for Ashelle to show up.
Post by Professor O'Conner on Apr 18, 2007 23:53:53 GMT -5
Ashelle wasn't sure what had made her write to Sparky that day. Every duel she'd ever been in had been for her life and sometimes others lives, except with Kezaa. Maybe it was because she finally had found a new Master in Sylph. Maybe it was because her self-assurance had been given a boost now that she'd found her true Element. Maybe she just wanted to make some new friends.
In any case, she now headed out to the Dueling Field, dressed in a modest dueling outfit of gray with blue trim (no cape). He wand she had been sure to place in it's hip holster though heaven knew how long it would stay there. Would Sparky wish a conversation before the fight, or would he be one of those too eager to get to the meat of Dueling?
Ashelle shrugged and broke into a slow run. She'd stretched before she'd stepped out onto the grass, still it never hurt to get a bit of a run in before any sort of sporting event in which one was participating. She loped all the way to the entrance of the Dueling Field where she stopped and walked in calmly so as not to startle or give any incorrect ideas to her opponent about how nervous she was (she had to admit she was a little on edge).
However when she walked though the archway all she saw was Sparky looking lazily up at the sky in a oddly serene way. This made Ashelle more nervous. Was he so good that he didn't have to worry about her? He WAS a 5th year, but then she was advanced in her learning, was she not?
As she approached she called out to him. "Good day, Mr. Cobalt. Have you stretched yet? It is very important to do so before any try of strenuous activity. Don't want to pull a muscle do you?" She smiled at him as she arrived at where he stood and waited patiently for a response.
Post by Sparky Cobalt on Apr 19, 2007 0:36:28 GMT -5
Not looking away from the sky, Sparky happily greeted her with a counter-argument. "Actually, Ashelle," (Yes, he did consider himself on first name terms with her.. mostly because her last name was so long) "If you don't do the 'proper' stretches, stretching can cause future injury and tears in your muscles. 'Expert's, as they call themselves, aren't even sure which stretches are the best for you. Yes, it does loosen your muscles, but if you aren't even sure if that's a good thing, why bother?" All this was said without looking away from the peaceful sky, his hood drooping off of his from the prolonged hanging.
Sparky hadn't bothered to change clothes for dueling. They were probably going to get dirty anyways. He was wearing his regular, black zip-up jacket, dark blue jeans, and a shirt partially hidden behind the half-way zipped up jacket. His shoes were his regular shoes, written on and vandalised beyond recognition. His hair was still there, multi-colored as ever, reaching half-way down his neck. It was clear he was extremely relaxed, unlike Ashelle's slightly on edge attitude. It wasn't that he was underestimating Ashelle... It was that he could care less about what happened phsyically to him or whether or not he was beat by a girl a year younger than him. He would, of course, most likely 'give it his all', as they said, but until then, no need to get all tense.
Chill outtttt, maaan. Want a hiiiit?
>.>
Finally, almost regretfully, Sparky turned away from the sky and turned to Ashelle, hair flitting into place around his eyes as he reached his hand out for a shake. In happier days he would've simply hugged her, but now, as ever, the thought of Teagan flashed around his brain and making it useless to think of anything, even a friendly hug, that involved physical contact. It'd probably make Ashelle uncomfortable, anyways. He smiled his small, sad smile and said "Hello." Of course, it was a bit late.. but that didn't matter.
Post by Professor O'Conner on Apr 19, 2007 1:00:51 GMT -5
Ashelle was very surprised by this assertion from Sparky. Kezaa had alwasy told her to gently stretch before his lessons, and nothing horrible had happened to her yet. She was also worried about his incredibly lax attitude. If he was high on magic mushrooms or something, she would not only have to cancel the duel and treat him in the Hospital Wing, she'd have to report him, and he might get kicked out of school . . . that wouldn't be fun for either of them.
"Sparky, are you ok?" she asked switching to his first name. If he was calling her Ashelle, than she would call him Sparky. "You seem - kind of - too relaxed." Never the less, she shook his hand in a sportsman like fashion, and returned his hello. "Greetings"
She looked at him worriedly for a moment, but then shrugged. If he didn't want to admit to any drug taking, but still actually had smoked something or something, he at least would be easy to beat. If he simply was too confident to care, than she'd show him a thing or two.
Post by Sparky Cobalt on Apr 19, 2007 1:38:56 GMT -5
"I'm fine!" He said, warmly, blowing off her too relaxed comment and completely, obliviously missing her worried look. "How could I not be? It's so nice outside..." He said, and then finished with a mumble "and I think Teagan actually looked at me maybe...." He smiled quietly to himself, looking at the ground and reliving the maybe-coincidence moment.
But he looked up in a few moments, happy once more and said "Well then, shall we start?"
Post by Professor O'Conner on Apr 19, 2007 2:06:32 GMT -5
Ashelle looked up at the sky for a moment. It was a nice day. Still, there were only so many hours in it and starting was definitely a good idea.
"We shall indeed," she said. "Good luck to you, may the best magic user win." She couldn't exactly say may the best wizard win for she was a witch. She turned her back to sparky and walked over to the left hand side of the nearest dueling strip. These strips, unlike the usual ones that were raised off the ground, were merely charmed onto the grass, almost like a Muggle Baseball diamond was drawn with chalk but far more decoration. The crescent and full moons marked off the paces so that counting them was unnecessary.
Since they had already shaken hands, Ashelle figured it would be ok to go to her end and bow from there. Once she stood in her place she turned and bowed to Sparky. "If you wish you may say the count to three, once your in position." she said cordially, and then and took up her stance.
Post by Sparky Cobalt on Apr 19, 2007 2:26:22 GMT -5
Smiling, Sparky leisurely walked over to where he was supposed to be, looking up at the sky in admiration once more. Once he got where he needed to be, he paused, took a moment to observe some more sky, his hands in his pockets, before he turned toward Ashelle. "All right, then.." He said, more to himself than to her, still preoccupied with Teagan.
"One." He had hugged Teagan once. It was nice. Even if she was crying.
"Two." Teagan had bought that pair of shoes from him all that time ago... That was the first time he had seen her.
"And... Three." He said, and without warning to himself or Ashelle, he took one step forward, pulling his hand out of his pocket as he did so. His wand, normally tucked up his sleeve, slowly slipped out as he did so, and his hand immediately rose with the wand pointing straight towards Ashelle's face.
A simple word escaped Sparky's mouth, followed by a simple substancel shooting out of his wand.
What was the word, you ask?
"Aguamenti."
His reasoning? Well, he didn't have any reasoning for it. It just came out, the first word after 'Teagan'.
Post by Professor O'Conner on Apr 19, 2007 16:13:39 GMT -5
"What about Tea-" began Ashelle when she was doused with a stream of water to the face. Well she'd fallen for that hook line and sinker. now her hair and the shoulders and chest of her out fit were wet. Still she wondered at the simplicity of his first spell. Unfortunately she didn't have much time to wonder.
Wiping off her face roughly with her free hand, she pointed her own want at him:
"Tarantallegra" she cried, this time readying herself for anything odd Sparky might do.
Post by Sparky Cobalt on Apr 19, 2007 16:24:29 GMT -5
"Sweet tapdancing Jesus!" Sparky said, as his legs started dancing. He looked down at his legs, vaguely amused because he had no idea how to dance and wondering if he should take lessons from his legs or something. Of course, that was when he fell over on his back, laughing. Taking a breath, he used the appropriate charm to stop the effects of the spell, and lay on his back for a few moments, staring at the sky.
He still hadn't gotten over how nice the sky was today. It'd be a nice day for a picnic. A picnic with Teagan. He smiled happily at the thought, and without even getting up, pointed his wand discreetly at Ashelle after he felt the small breeze and the next part of his plan had started. Luckily for him, it was blowing towards Ashelle. Around this time, it was highly likely that Ashelle felt chilled by the water[which wasn't warm in the first place] combined with the wind.. and it was about to get worse.
The spell that was mumbled out of his lips was commonly used to cool down hot soup immediately, or to cool down say, a swimming pool that had gotten hot after prolonged contact with sunlight. It had the effect of, say, an ice-cube. Or even a bunch of ice-cubes, depending how much strength was put into the thought of the spell. A rush of freezing air was now making it's way over to Ashelle, preparing to mingle with the water and cool her off a bit. At this, Sparky got up, brushing himself off and looking out for any other spells Ashelle happened to want to send at him.
Post by Professor O'Conner on Apr 19, 2007 16:57:38 GMT -5
"Sweet tapdancing Jesus!"
Ashelle was shocked. She had no idea that any true wizards believe in such a dirty Muggle belief, she was suddenly reminded of being forced to prey to that terrible god in at The Orphanage for Terribly Delinquent Girls. He'd never answered her prayer to hurt those who were hurting her, thought everyday they insisted that he would answer anyone prayer who prayed to him.
Sparky little knew how angry he'd just made her. "That's not an appropriate god to call to in the Wizarding World!" She told Sparky forcefully, as he lay on the ground, carelessly swishing his wand about. "He never answerers your . . . BURRRRRRRRR!" Ashelle wrapped her arms about herself it was suddenly freezing! Was Sparky trying to give her a cold or something? Ashelle quickly use and warming/drying spell in herself causing the last of the water too dry from her hair and uniform. Her nice neat plait (ooc:plait = braid for all those laymen out there) now had strains of red hair sticking out all over from being wet then dried while still braided.
Wipping her wand at Sparky- "Oooooooooo! Silencio!!" -she thundered. It was less of an attempt to thwart him and more of an attempt to not have to hear that Goddess-awful god's name again. "Learn some decent swears, for Goddess sake!" she added.
Post by Sparky Cobalt on Apr 19, 2007 17:06:16 GMT -5
Sparky blinked as he was silenced, musing to himself that it probably would've been good to learn the counter to 'silencio' instead of sleeping that one day he was studying it. However, her comment about learning decent swears gave him an idea. He smirked as he saw it happening in his mind, and decided that it was a nice way to retaliate.
Thus, sparky flicked his wand above Ashelle, and suddenly, there appeared a book. On the cover of the book was the word 'FUCK', completely capitalized and bolded, taking up most of the cover. The book came down upon Ashelle, aimed at her head. Not the corner or anything, it was just meant to be a nice 'thwack' to the head. He flicked the wand once more, toward her knees, and there appeared an extremely large book, hovering menacingly over her foot, with the word 'SHIT' emblazoned on the cover, before dropping. Sparky smiled, vaguely pleased with himself.
As a side-note, Sparky would like to point out that praying to Jesus to hit people who hit you is pretty useless as they don't like violence. Everyone knows God is the badass one.
Post by Professor O'Conner on Apr 19, 2007 18:11:43 GMT -5
((OOC:For translation of Pureblood swears, ask Ashlee))
The moment the first book appeared over-head Ashelle made a 'oh Frick' face and dogged to the side. She looked back other her shoulder to find the swearing book lying flat on the grass. Then something landed on her Booted foot. "OW!" she cried and kicked the book, causing it to flip over and reveal it's word. Ashelle gave Sparky a weird look.
"Those are still Muggle swears, you Bilkbiter! Look at you! Standing there like some Jackidle Rumrunt. Can't you even use spells approved for dueling? You False Echelon!!" Ashelle wasn't so much trying to hurt Sparky as she was trying to get those awful words out of her head. Still she couldn't just let him stand there after having hit her with Muggle swear words!
Pointing her wand at Sparky she swished and flicked expertly. "Levicorpus!" she cried, a triumphant grin on her face.
Post by Sparky Cobalt on Apr 19, 2007 19:45:19 GMT -5
Sparky mostly ignored her rant, staring up at the sky's prettiness again, when he was suddenly -in- the sky and staring at the ground instead. The view was still okay, just not as pretty, so Sparky didn't mind. Besides, it's not like being hung upside down stopped him from moving.
Sparky quietly conjured up a large, grey pillow under him. Whether it was a coincidence or something he had planned, it said 'T.M' on it... which, besides 'Trademark', were Teagan's initials. He tapped his ankle, and concentrated on the word'Finite'. He fell onto the pillow, bouncing once before getting back on his feet.
Finding that 'finite' had nulled the silencio as well, he started talking. "I really don't see how you intend to insult me with the phrase 'fasle echelon', Ashelle. So I don't get respect...? It's not like I want any. Hah. Oppugno." He said, sticking that last spell in the end, as if it were part of the sentence, but no, instead, the books he had conjured and were laying by Ashelle's feet simply started flapping their two halves like wings, and started attacking Ashelle.
[ooc: edited because I completely forgot about 'silencio' >.>]
Post by Professor O'Conner on Apr 21, 2007 0:25:45 GMT -5
"AHHHHHH!" Cried Ashelle as Sparky's swear books began to attack her. This was turning out to be quite the ridiculous duel. Ashelle popped her wand in her wand holster for a moment and did two cartwheels and a round-off away from the flying books. Being books they couldn't follow her at the same speed, and so they were left behind. Upon completing her round-off, she whipped her wand out and cried -
"Evanesco" "Evanesco"
- Causing both books to vanish instantly. Giving Sparky a triumphant look she cast -
"Rictusempra!"
((OOC: This would be the book meaning, not the movie meaning.))
Post by Sparky Cobalt on Apr 21, 2007 23:07:15 GMT -5
Sparky blinked in vague surprise as Ashelle randomly pulled a couple cartwheels. She didn't -seem- that athletic... But.. Ah, well. Here was another spell, and knowing what it would do, he allowed it to hit.
At least, that's what he'd say later. He just didn't feel like moving...[the sky had caught his eye once more, and he had been gazing at the prettiness when it hit.] And suddenly, Sparky began to laugh. It was a quiet, self-mocking laugh, the kind he let out every now and then in fits of depression. Maybe a laughing charm wasn't such a good thing for him..
But through the laugh, Sparky managed two words. "Dumb....ass..." This was almost inaudible, barely spoken through the laughter, before he reached out once again with his wand. Ashelle seemed like a friend to animals....He had seen her prancing about with her dog, once. Oh, and he had been present when she had arrived with her Thestral. And well, an encounter at the Quidditch pitch had led him to discover his friendship with mice...
Knowing he wouldn't be able to say the spell properly through his laughter, he pushed on his feeble silent casting once more. Again, like on the pitch, a small mouse burst out of the ground, proclaiming a simple 'squeak!'. Then, it crawled up Ashelle's leg and into her hair, the same thing he had done to Charlotte. Mouse after mouse followed the leader. After that one, mental word, he let out an 'accio five mice', and five mice flew over to him. He placed one on both of his arms, two to nestle in his jacket, and the last one he placed atop his head.
This would, hopefully, stop her from attacking him anymore.
Dirty?
Oh, yes.
Now, if only he could get himself to stop laughing. It was a soft laugh, but he was still starting to lose his breath.
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