Post by Michael MacNamara on Aug 7, 2007 23:58:18 GMT -5
Michael looked around at all of the dancers and kids having fun. For the longest time all he had ever thought about was boxing and worried about how he and his family would make ends meet. Now after he had experienced the worst event of his life he was at a dance. He had never felt so alone before, like such an outsider. He punched the stone wall with frustration and smiled at the slivers of granite that had cracked off. Blood had oozed from his knuckles he kept smiling as he rapped a hankerchef around it.
Michael: Still got it.
Suddenly the dance music had taken on a new beat, something rythmic, and timed, like throwing a punch combination. Thump. Thump. Thump, Thump Thump. Thump Thump went the bassline. Michael could not controll his feat it was to late he had started moving. He bobbed he weaved, he shifted stances, and moved his shoulder. To anynon boxer he would look like a really good dancer like Usher or Justin Timberlake. In actuality Michael had just done the footwork for an eight punch combination with an uppercut finisher. He continued to move this way.
Post by Riftkin R Riddle on Aug 8, 2007 0:06:39 GMT -5
Riftkin watched the Gryffindor closely, she new absolutely nothing about dancing but she thought Michael was having a nice go at it. He looked too big to be a student and his size somewhat amazed her although Riftkin was considered quite small for her age, anyone and everyone looked like a giant compared to her. She grabbed a white hand towel off of the table and threw it at Michael then pointed to him and then her hand so that he would understand that it was to stop the blood dripping from his hand onto the floor.
Post by Michael MacNamara on Aug 8, 2007 0:15:42 GMT -5
Michael blushed a little sheepishly. Picking up the towel he wiped what little blood had hit the ground. Wrapping his hand a second time with the towel Michael crossed over to Riftkin. ( I hope I don't fuck this up I have fiew enough friends as it is) He thought to himself. He extended the blood soaked hand wrapped in white cloth.
Michael: Hi my name is Michael Mac-
He realized what hand he had extended and quickly withdrew it and offered her the none bloody one. (Idiot!) He thought to himself.
Michael:Hehe sorry about that.... I'm Michael MacNamera, thanks for the towel. What's your name?
Post by Riftkin R Riddle on Aug 8, 2007 0:25:30 GMT -5
Riftkin laughed as she caught Michael trying to shake her hand with his wounded one, she grabbed her little purse and began to go through it "Ah, where is that?" she asked herself and then finally took out a small vile of Phoenix tears, she often carried a small ammount with her wherever she went due to the fact she was known to have accidents here and there. "Put that on there, it will heal it up in a jip." she gave him a friendly smile and almost reached her hand out to shake his but remembered his hand was wounded "I'm Riftkin Riddle, third year. Nice to meet you Michael." she bopped to the tunes playin' abit but didn't attempt to dance "No prob about the towel, saw you had a run in with the wall over there." she pointed at the broken stone while trying to contain her laughter
Post by Michael MacNamara on Aug 8, 2007 0:30:04 GMT -5
Michael smiled. (I like this girl) The tears left his hand tingling as his cells worked overtime healing up in less than a fiew seconds.
Michael: Yeah, it looked at me funny.
He tilted his head. "So how come your not dancing like the rest of them wand weilding weirdos? A girl like you should have no trouble finding a partner?"
Post by Riftkin R Riddle on Aug 8, 2007 0:37:37 GMT -5
Her cheeks suddenly turned a light shade of pink making it obvious that she was blushing, Michael seemed to be quite charming, she sort of gave him a shrug not wanting to admit that she really didn't know how to dance. "I well..." she stopped, trying to think of how to explain this "I was dancing earlier with a boy in your house." she smirked abit thinking about it "Not too fond of dancing though - dun'reallyknowhow." her last sentence was jumbled together as she quickly said it "I guess you could say I came so I could dress up? Meet some people, I'm fairly new here." she stopped and thought about what Michael said "wand weilding weirdos" her eyebrows slightly raised as she tried to figure out what he meant by that statement, was he not a wizard? Or just not accepting of the fact that he was a "wand weilding weirdo"?
Post by Michael MacNamara on Aug 8, 2007 6:53:48 GMT -5
Michael shrugged. "I guess if you came to dress up, you did a good job. You look great. I can tell by the way your looking at me your wondering why I said the Weirdo thing. I don't know how to explain it really. My being here all started with uh.... An accident of sorts. I'm still getting the hang of this whole magic thing. I grew up in nothing but a... What do you guys call them? Muggie... Moogle... oh yeah Muggle environment. I don't think I could cast a spell even if someone showed me how. I don't even really know the sensation of using magic really. Anyway I'm sorry if I offended you I just don't know how to conduct myself in this world yet. I'm still feeling it out."
Michael hoped his fast talking and bumbling over his own words wouldn't get in the way of them being friends. He really liked Riftkin. She was a complete change of pace from his old life. He thought they would help eachother bale out of situations that got to hairy.
Post by Riftkin R Riddle on Aug 8, 2007 12:43:09 GMT -5
Riftkin nodded her head to reassure Michael that she understood, she thought quite hard as of what to say back to him and paused for a moment - "I s'pose that would be a hard thing to take in out of no where. It's kinda like singing though, you don't know whether you have that gift or not until you make an tempt to do so." she was sure that once Michael saw everyone else performing magic that he would surely want to do the same .
"Don't worry about offending me about it, I-I sometimes can say some harsh things about muggles or muggleborns but I think its a lack of understanding that world. I know not much about it." she tried to explain to Michael
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