Dueling Club ~ [[Open 2059-2060]]

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мr. c e l l o p н a n e, 'caυѕe yoυ can l o o ĸ rιgнт т н r o υ g н мe xxxxxx
w a l ĸ rιgнт в y мe, and never ĸ n o w ι'м т н e r e xxx

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spaceColin's mood brightened slightly when Di smiled at him, glad that she apparently was happy to see him. He wasn't going to be a bother, then; that was good. He bit his lip when she repeated what the captain had said, glancing over at the redhead briefly before turning back to Di. "Uh, so, pair up, or no? Us, I mean," he asked, then wanted to hit his head against a wall. Mordred wasn't here, so she'd want to pair up with him, right? When she commented that she hoped they wouldn't kill each other, he felt doubly stupid, since apparently she hadn't even felt the need to ask. He needed to stop second guessing himself all the time.

spaceThe blonde blushed faintly, trying for a smile. "I don't think either of us actually knows any magic strong enough to kill each other," he pointed out nervously. "I mean, unless you've been doing some reading you've not told me about." He glanced at the captain once again, expression suddenly concerned. "I hope she gives us a decent explanation of what we're expected to do. And what's allowed. Leon's here, can you imagine if he loses his temper?" He was mostly joking... mostly. But there was that slight concern that the Slytherin boy might get pissy and do something dangerous. And stupid.


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xxxxxx wιтн all тнaт в υ l ĸ, yoυ're в o υ n d тo ѕee нιм т н e r e
xxxxxxxxx υnleѕѕ тнaт н υ м a n в e ι n ' neхт тo y o υ
xxxxxxxxxxxx ιѕ υ n ιмpreѕѕιve, υ n dιѕтιngυιѕнed y o υ ĸ n o w w н o




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αnd thє m σ σ n ís thє σ n l ч líght wє'll s є є xxxxxxxxx
nσ í w σ n ' t вє α f r α í d, σh, í w σ n ' t вє α f r α í d xxxxxx
just αs l σ n g αs чσu s t α n d, stαnd в ч m є xxx

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spaceAt Aster's confirmation that they could pair up, the Hufflepuff jumped slightly, clapping her hands together excitedly. "Awesome!" she cheered. "And, it'll be the best arse-kicking I've ever received. A truly humbling experience, to be sure." At this, she faked a serious expression, nodding in the closest proximity to safe-like she could manage. As always, though, the illusion was quickly shattered as Pam burst into giggles. "Seriously, though! Don't go easy on me or anything. I wanna learn how to kick at least half as much arse as you do, that means I gotta actually fight for it." Realistically, she knew Aster well enough to know that the odds of her best girlfriend going easy on her were pretty slim. But there was that slight chance that Aster would get the upperhand, see how much Pam was struggling, and falter, and she didn't want that. She was serious, she wanted to learn to kick arse. She needed to! She had to know that she could always be there if Aster needed her to be, and that she'd actually be able to help. Pam was so not about the damsel in distress bit, even if she looked the part. And maybe acted it a little bit. She wanted it to be an illusion! To be underestimated, and then BAM, she'd handed your arse to you on a silver platter! Aster probably had no problem with that sort of stuff, she was always good at things like that. Which was why clearly, Pam had the best best girlfriend ever to teach her.


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xxx sσ dαrlíng, d α r l í n g, stαnd в ч m є, σh s t α n d вч m є
xxxxxx σh stαnd n σ w, s t α n d вч mє, stαnd в ч m є
xxxxxxxxx whєnєvєr чσu'rє ín t r σ u в l є wσn't чσu s t α n d вч m є
xxxxxxxxxxxx σh stαnd в ч m є, wσn't чσu s t α n d n σ w, σh, stαnd, stαnd в ч m є




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ι ωαит α g ι я ℓ ωнσ к и σ ω ѕ ωнαт'ѕ в є ѕ т xxxxxxxxx
ι ωαит α g ι я ℓ ωιтн ѕ н σ є ѕ тнαт ¢ υ т xxxxxx
αи∂ є у є ѕ тнαт в υ я и ℓιкє ¢ ι g α я є т т є ѕ xxx

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spaceIvy had smiled, slightly smug, when Vio called her captain. She still didn't know why she'd gotten this position exactly, but that didn't mean she couldn't be smug. Clearly Jesse had thought she could handle it. The Slytherin might've been crazy for thinking so, but she was going to do her best. As she'd been waiting for people to show, she'd been planning out how she wanted to run this. She'd had months to do so, but hadn't really... worried about it. She'd sort of planned on just winging it. Which had been a bad plan, she'd admit. But she'd sort of expected to get a letter from the sponsors that they'd chosen someone else because she was too... well, her, to run a club. Especially one that involved violence, controlled or not. It wasn't like any of them knew about her background in martial arts, unless Grayson or Amata had told them... which, she supposed they might've, but why?

spaceShe frowned faintly, counting and realizing that, with herself included, there was an odd number. Dammit, she'd been hoping she could still participate! Maybe someone would show up late... ugh. Oh, well. Observing was her job, anyway. The redhead whistled loudly for everyone's attention, waving and then pointing to herself. "Alright, time to listen up, everyone!" she called out. "Some of you don't have partners yet, and that's totally fine. We're going to handle that in a moment. But first, I wanna go over the basic etiquette and rules for this club, and for all duels, if you ever find yourself in the position of being in one (God help you)." She frowned, arms crossing. Duels were archaic, and she'd hope no one here was stupid enough to think it could still be used to solve problems. But, you never knew.

space"Rule one," she began firmly. "Everyone here, by being here, is agreeing to listen to me, no questions asked, no arguments. If that chafes your hide too much, you can leave now, no one'll blame you," except her, and Vio, very judgmentally at dinner that night. "Rule two, dueling with magic means just that; dueling with magic. No physical force is allowed, under any circumstances. In a life or death situation, throw all the punches you want. In this courtyard, you use your wand, and nothing else. And you do NOT hit someone with your wand, which is both against the rules, and an incredibly stupid thing to do." She wouldn't put it past some people. "Rule three, don't be stupid with what spells you use. I shouldn't have to write out a list of what is and isn't allowed. I will if I have to, but I'll be very annoyed. And whoever used the spells that would go on said hypothetical list and thereby caused me to have to actualize it in the first place will be banned from the club, for as long as I am captain." She tapped her toe impatiently, trying not to glare. It wasn't like she was angry, she was just taking this seriously. Her serious face and her angry face tended to be the same. "Breaking any of the rules will result in either a ban or a warning, depending on how severe the break is, and I will be the judge of which action to take. Don't argue with my decision; that breaks rule one."

spaceShe paused for a moment, and found herself wondering if she'd been spending too much time at Grayson and Amata's over the summers; she was starting to sound like the blonde woman. Which was actually sort of cool with her, since she thought Amata was pretty cool, taste in men aside (way, way to the side). Figuring she shouldn't think on that too long, she gave her head a light shake, then focused again. "That's it for rules, I'll add more later, if you make me. Please don't make me." This statement was accompanied by narrowed eyes and a frown. "Next up, etiquette; if you already know this bit, have been a member of this club in the past, and you have a partner, you can go ahead and go start your duels, but please relocate them to the back of the area so that you're not between me and the people who need to listen." She gave them a moment to oblige, and then looked at those who remained, the new members who had never been in a duel before. "Etiquette's pretty simple; you walk a few paces from your opponent, turn to face them, hold your wand up like so," she demonstrated for them, her free hand naturally closing into a fist and resting behind her back, as was customary, "and bow. No spells are thrown until both partners are ready; that means you have to wait until you're both standing upright, in a proper dueling stance. Which is technically this," again, she demonstrated, standing in the accepted stance, "but is honestly just you standing with your feet firm on the ground and your wand pointed at your opponent. Keep in mind that these are friendly duels, and we are just training. Do not, under any circumstances, try to cause any major bodily harm to your opponent. No fighting dirty, whatever that might mean, and if they get hurt, it'd better be an accident."

spaceShe tried to think if she'd missed anything, but if she had, she figured she could just go over it later when she remembered... and take the blame for whatever catastrophe prompted the realization. She'd gone over the important stuff, anyway, so score one for her? All her instructions basically amounted to 'Don't be stupid,' but whatever. "Okay, so, one more rule, regarding partnerships: students fifth year and below may only partner with students in their year, one above, or one below. Sixth and seventh years, however, are allowed to partner with younger students, to serve as mentors, if they so choose. So, if you're new, don't have a partner yet, and would be interested in partnering with an older student who can show you the ropes, please raise your hand." She paused so that anyone who needed to could raise their hand, finally smiling. This was the sort of thing she'd always loved to do in her classes. "Alright, anyone in sixth or seventh year who is willing to partner up with the raised hands, feel free. The rest of you newbies, I assume, are content to partner up with someone equally inexperienced and flail about, which is exactly what I did in my first dueling club meeting, so no worries, it's a totally legit choice. There's an even number of students here, not counting me, so everyone should be able to find a partner. If anyone is without in five minutes, I'll assign them. Or it'll be only two people, and you'll be stuck together. If the two people left don't fit my 'one year apart max' rule for fifth and below, I reserve the right to adjust groups to correct this mistake." She pursed her lips (and again wondered if Amata was rubbing off on her too much), then waved her hands in a 'shoo' motion. "So, uh, have at it, and have fun!"


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xxxxxx ωнσ'ѕ f α ѕ т αи∂ т н σ я σ υ g н αи∂ ѕ н α я ρ αѕ α т α ¢ к
xxxxxxxxx ѕнє'ѕ ρ ℓ α у ι и g ωιтн нєя נ є ω є ℓ я у, ѕнє'ѕ ρ υ т т ι и g υρ нєя н α ι я
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Graydon Ironshield

 

[Essy ze Ninja]

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After glancing left and right through the crowd to try and find Ivy, (he swore he heard her voice booming from somewhere) Tristan finally spotted her high over the heads of the other students by standing up on a ledge. And then, y'know, rules, regulations, and expectations, the whole nine yards, but at least it wasn't as bad as it could be. Could'a been shorter. When all was said and done, the werewolf glanced around the courtyard and blinked. So he had to choose from a fourth year, fifth year, or sixth year. Okay, so, fifth years, who does that leave? Not Pam and Aster, they're together. Or the fourth years? But the Ravenclaw seeker was with the other Gryffindor beater, it looked like. Maybe sixth years? There's Violante, the not-Lillantine? Or Selina Grey? But she seemed to be with her younger sister? Cousin? Something. Tristan wasn't sure who was even left within his year range so he stood there, awkward as hell. Just waiting to see who else would be the odd one out.

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[Essy ze Ninja]

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'......' That pretty much summed up the extent of Tristan's thoughts as he stood there, and the longer he stood the more awkward he felt. He crossed his arms over his chest defensively, maybe then he wouldn't feel so bloody—what's the word: pathetic?—Tristan might've cared if he wasn't so preoccupied with his mission to not think about Sybil and Lori. Right now, Sybil was probably in her common room, or dancing in the empty classroom. Lorelei was probably with Zeph in the library, knowing his luck. But just maybe, she could be with Gia and Carver instead. 'Dammit,' he scolded himself silently and tsked his tongue, 'You're not supposed to think about them, remember?' That was one of the main reasons why he was here in the first place! So he doesn't have to think about them, or what they're doing, if they're happy, or if they're okay.

And to be honest, he never even noticed the spunky little blonde that had been walking in his direction, not until her voice chimed in and stirred him back to the present. ”Er, hey,” he said slowly, blinked, then smiled. He wasn't even sure why but she had such a pretty smile; it was just contagious. ”Yeah, I do, actually, thanks... Wait, you're Lynn?” It only occurred to him that he'd never actually seen her before, not up close and personal, anyway. She'd usually always be across the hall, either blending in with the other Gryffindors or fourth years. ”Sorry, just... I'm Tristan... I'm friend's with your brother?” He tried not to make a face at that, but he wasn't sure if he pulled it off quite right. But it's not like it was a lie. He'd save Zeph from being run over by a bus, or something, if he had too (and he won't do that for just anyone.) Let's all ignore the fact that the only reason he'd do that would be for Lorelei, because thus far, Tristan's done well enough at ignoring it himself. ”But, yeah, I've been in this club for a couple of years now. It's pretty fun if you like dueling, anyway... So want to get started?” He waved for her to follow as he lead the way to a separate section designated for them to duel. ”So this is your first time here, right? What made you want to duel?” He asked once he was directly across from her then pulled his wand out from his back pocket, figuring they should at least get to know each other a bit before jumping straight into the duel.

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Diamond Wales

 

[Julian Galaksylph]

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Aвσυт тιмє ƒσя αηуσηє тєℓℓιηg уσυ 域 ƒσя αℓℓ уσυя ∂єє∂ѕ
Ɲσ ѕιgη тнє яσαяιηg тнυη∂єя ѕтσρρє∂ ιη cσℓ∂ тσ яєα∂ [Ɲσ тιмє!]
I gєт мιηє αη∂ мαкє ησ єχcυѕєѕ; ωαѕтє σƒ ρяєcισυѕ вяєαтн [Ɲσ тιмє!]
Ƭнє ѕυη ѕнιηєѕ ση єνєяуσηє, єνєяуσηє; ℓσνє уσυяѕєℓƒ тσ ∂єαтн


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Nike just arrived at the courtyard, a little bit late but it was pretty much worth it. She was bored, really bored-- And knitting some random accessories wasn't helping as this rate. Besides, she didn't learn some instrument to join Avian's club, not that he was expecting to join anyway. Besides, dueling was something she thought she would love, that was for sure



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Ƴσυ'ℓℓ ηєνєя вє ℓσνє∂ тιℓℓ уσυ'νє мα∂є уσυя σωη
Ƴσυ gσттα ƒαcє υρ, уσυ gσттα gєт уσυяѕ
Ƴσυ ηєνєя кησω тнє тσρ 'тιℓ уσυ gєт тσσ ℓσω!


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◆ Ѕιπɢlε ◆ Δττιгε ◆ Ƭнεϻε Ѕσπɢ ◆

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яυи α ω α у ωιтн мє; ℓσѕт ѕσυℓѕ αи∂ я є ν є я ι є є xxxxxxxxxxxx
яυииιиg ω ι ℓ ∂ αи∂ яυииιиg f я є є; тωσ кι∂ѕ, у σ υ αи∂ м є xxxxxxxxx
ℓσиg ℓινє тнє ρ ι σ и є є я ѕ, яєвєℓѕ αи∂ м υ т ι и є є я ѕ xxxxxx
gσ fσятн αи∂ нανє и σ f є α я; ¢σмє ¢ ℓ σ ѕ є; тнє є и ∂ ιѕ и є α я xxx

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spaceJasmine's first thought was, a family dinner was a very different thing from being in a crowd of mostly-strangers. But then again, she didn't know what Rhys' family dinners were like, so maybe it was essentially the same. She wasn't about to argue with him on what he could or couldn't handle. All she knew was, she and one other person had walked up to him at the platform the year before, and he'd nearly gone into a panic attack. Luckily, Savannah had saved him before it got worse, but it still led Jazzy to think that the boy wasn't good with crowds. "I worry about everyone," she answered, tone somewhat flippant. "I mean, unless I hate them. But I don't hate people unless they deserve it, so those people aren't worth worrying about."

spaceWhen he essentially accused her of convincing Gid not to hang out with him, she frowned, having to fight really, really hard not to roll her eyes. Seriously? "Uh, do you actually remember the part where Gid was the one saying you were fine? Not me? And the whole reason he said so was because I asked him if he wanted to ride with me, or go find you. I figured he could ride in the carriage with you and I could go find Lynn. But he said no, he figured you needed space after the train ride, I wasn't gonna argue with him, he knows you better than I do." She arched a brow at him; she didn't really appreciate being accused of trying to sabotage Gid's other friendships. She wasn't some obsessed, controlling b***h. He was allowed to have other friends, and she didn't care who they were. "If you being here is 'fine', though, you might want to talk to him about when you actually do and do not need space, because he's operating on the assumption that if you wanna talk to him, you will, and pretty much leaving you alone otherwise. At least, that's how it seems to me. He always says so when I ask about you." Jazzy felt like, if she was actually on good grounds with Rhys, she might just grab the two boys and slap them both upside the head, repeatedly, until they learned to communicate better. Because clearly they both sucked at it. Really badly.

spaceShe was thankful for the reprieve offered when Ivy started handing out instructions, arms crossed. She'd been too busy talking with Rhys to partner up with anyone, she thought with a sigh. Which, she might just ask him if he wanted to, just so they both had someone to partner with at all. Assuming he didn't hate her too much to do that, anyway. But, when she turned to suggest as much, she noticed the look on his face, and a concerned frown appeared on her face. "... Rhys, mate, you okay?" He certainly didn't look okay, she thought. Dammit, this was why she'd told him Gid wasn't going to be here. Not that she was about to say 'I told you so,' but the thought was still there. It wasn't like she'd thought the crowd would bother the Ravenclaw, he had to be in crowds all the time. It was the lack of a partner he'd be comfortable with. Unsure of what to do, she fidgeted. Normally this would be the part where she, like, put a hand on his shoulder or something like that. But he hated her, so no physical contact. It'd probably only make him freak out worse. "Hey, look, I know you don't like me or anything, but you at least know me and can talk to me. Think you can duel me?" she asked, trying to give him something to focus on. Maybe if she pissed him off he'd be too angry to panic? That worked on her sister sometimes. Actually, most of the time. She didn't really want to increase the boy's hatred of her, but it was better than letting him stand here and panic.


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xxx ѕσ, αℓℓ нαιℓ тнє υ и ∂ є я ∂ σ g, αℓℓ нαιℓ тнє и є ω к ι ∂ ѕ
xxxxxx αℓℓ нαιℓ тнє σ υ т ℓ α ω ѕ, ѕριєℓвєяgѕ α и ∂ кυвяι¢кѕ
xxxxxxxxx ιт'ѕ συя тιмє тσ м α к є α м σ ν є, ιт'ѕ συя тιмє тσ мαкє α м є и ∂ ѕ
xxxxxxxxxxxx ιт'ѕ συя тιмє тσ в я є α к тнє я υ ℓ є ѕ, ℓєт'ѕ в є g ι и




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Diamond Wales

 

[Graydon Ironshield]

And you don't seem the lying kind
A shame you seemed an honest man
And all the fears you hold so dear



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Selina took her old dueling partner's announcement as tacit approval of what she had in mind to do, as she noted the only other two Second Years to show up for the club meeting seemed to be talking to each other, and didn't seem interested in pairing off with her younger cousin.

Fianna was looking a little disappointed that nobody had ventured over to where she was standing to even talk to her, much less offer to duel with her ...and all of them were seemingly older than she. As she was getting a little sad, she noticed her older cousin was standing not so far from her. Linny had yet to try partnering up with any of the students in her own year or any of the older ones. "Are you trying to scare other students away from me?" she asked.

"Hardly, Fianna," commented Selina dryly, as she stood there, her arms folded across her chest, "but, it's probably just as well. I told Ivy I'd work with you if nobody else asked to."


Fianna offered a pained expression, and said, "Wouldn't you rather duel with some of your friends?" Selina nodded, and answered, "I wouldn't mind it, however, Aunt Liv would have my hide if I let anything happen to you at Club. Quidditch is one thing, but she and Uncle Hugh don't even know you're in the Fencing Club, they'd have a fit if they found out you joined the Dueling Club too. This way, anything happens, it's on me, not you."

With a soft chuckle, Fianna drew out her wand, and noted Selina had yet to bother to. "Not sure I want to even do this with you, though..." she said uncertainly. Selina shook her head, and said, "Don't worry, Fi. I'll only use spells from First, Second and Third Years, and I'll do them Wandless to make it fair. It'll be good practice for me if nothing else. Just focus yourself, keep calm, and let me know when you're ready to start."



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OOC: Taken by Layton Bannister



Will turn to whisper in your ear
and you know I don't mean to hurt you
But you know that it means so much
And you don't even feel a thing

 

[murruelecreuset]

Raymond Ara Yuko
Third Year Slytherin
Pureblood Parselmouth
Reserve Chaser

Location : Dueling Club

Raymond glanced over at Caty who seemed so wired. He had to admit between her and the other two they weren’t a group he’d want to be around. Way to hyped up if you asked him. “Yeah, enough said…” He replied before adding. “Not my type of crowd.”

Raymond’s attention shifted to Ivy Bishop as she started talking about the rules. All no brainers so he wasn’t going to bother worrying about them. Meeting Leon’s gaze as she told the older members to pair off, he followed his housemate away from everyone else. Getting ready Raymond gave a light bow before getting into his stance. “You got it, Expelliarmus.” He said making the necessary wand movement to try to disarm Leon.

Status: I'm here...
With: Club members... Leon

Wearing: Casual

OOC: Sorry for the delay. Been helping a friend all week and only had phone access.


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Hrm, rather intelligent, I see...
Not to mention you seem to have a tendency to think of yourself first...
I do believe this house is the perfect fit for you...
Slytherin!

 

[Essy ze Ninja]

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”I am,” he agreed proudly, then snapped his head up as he blurted, ”Wait. What?!” What the hell could that oaf possibly have to say to his sister? What would he even tell her? And—wait, hey—”I'm not jealous.” He stated, much more loudly than he meant too. ”Your brother's just a right petty tosser's s'all.” He huffed, but even as he tried to wave it off as nonchalant as possible, he couldn't help but wonder. What did Zeph tell her? What does she know? And more importantly: what is there to know?! He tried to muster something of a smile when she said, ”In any case, nice to meet you." But it came out looking more like a half snarl than anything. 'I bet she wouldn't even tell me if I asked,' he tried to reason with himself. There's no point in it. And if anything, she'll just tell her brother everything... Maybe... Savannah certainly keeps her secret close, but plucks everyone else's like flowers from out of their garden. Is that a girl thing? Or is that just a creepy Vannah thing? At this point, who knows...

Tristan tried not to think too much about it as they reached the dueling ring. ”Your cousin sounds smart.” He commented, and he didn't expect it, but a chuckle escaped his throat when he smirked and said, ”So should I be worried that you might blow me to pieces?” Feeling a little cocky now, the werewolf grinned as he gestured a wave with his wand and said, ”I'm ready when you are.”

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