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noodles · 02-05-2010, 09:27 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Luna Laufghudd

Me!? Arrrrrrrghhhhhh! This boy was GOING DOWN!
Miranda merely glared at thim, her lips pursed. She focused, trying to come up with something to say. "Have you looked in the mirror lately?" She asked cocking an eyebrow. "If someone looks like a fish, it's you. Actually, there are probably fishes out there with a bad perm - just like yours!" At this lame comeback, Miranda flashed the boy a happy smile, but dropped it not long after.

Sheesh, this giant was...GIANT! Miranda kept his gaze, though it was sort of making her neck stiff with having to look up like this. Somehow she let him move her hand away, probably because if she jinxed him here and now, there would be no duel because the twitchy boy would be singed, on the ground. But his next comment made her ball up her fists. Maybe she could make some of the boxing things Masterson taugh her come in handy. (Hehe, handy, geddit?) He. was. too. close. Yeah, she had indeed closed the gap between them first...but still. Ahem. She brought her hands up and pushed him back by the shoulders so he wouldn't be so close. Miranda wasn't backing off, no way. "That...was just a preview." She smiled sweetly and gave him a wink.

A perm? A PERM!? Oh ho ho.. this chick was going to roast. “Nice one, Rat Girl.” He said still smiling. “Least I can do something about my flaws. Only magic.." He gestured at her face with a wave of his hand. "...or muggle surgery could correct that ugly mug.” Too mean? Nahhhhh – she'd blatantly asked for that. Would be bad if it were actually true.. which it wasn't. He returned her happy smile with one equally, if not more, jovial.

He could see the façade cracking as he invaded the Hufflepuff's space and looked down at her. The tense body language and the balled up fists were a dead give away. He merely took a step back when she pushed him. She was so ickle. “Lets hope the actual show is better than the preview then.” He shrugged.. and smirked.

When were they going to get started anyway?

Quote:

Originally Posted by Samuel Huxley

Now this was so much better. These two had gone from giving each other goo-goo eyes to wanting to tear each other limb from limb.

This was gonna be an excellent duel.

Clearing his throat, Samuel stepped forward. "Save the insults and put them into your fighting."

He looked around the arena making sure that everything was in order, satisfied that things were the way he wanted them, he looked back at the two students.

"When you are both ready. It's time to DUEL."

Oh.. right now. Well good, good. Lets get this show on the road.

He grabbed Miranda by the hand and hauled her to the centre of the arena. They were going to do this properly. There was no honour in duelling if you cut corners.

He faced Miranda and bowed respectfully, keeping his eyes locked onto hers the whole time. He straightened up, turned on his heel and took the obligatory ten paces required in a formal duel and turned back to face his adversary, smirk fixed in place. He shifted into the correct position for duelling with his wand poised. “Ladies first.” He offered. Oh he was such a polite boy.

02-05-2010, 09:27 PM	#19 (permalink)
noodles Hinkypunk Join Date: Aug 2007 Location: hiss Posts: 12,265 Hogwarts RPG Name: Rowan Fairfax Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Ezra Greenwood Ravenclaw Fifth Year x2	Yeahhh, Mr White! Yeah science! Quote: Originally Posted by Luna Laufghudd Me!? Arrrrrrrghhhhhh! This boy was GOING DOWN! Miranda merely glared at thim, her lips pursed. She focused, trying to come up with something to say. "Have you looked in the mirror lately?" She asked cocking an eyebrow. "If someone looks like a fish, it's you. Actually, there are probably fishes out there with a bad perm - just like yours!" At this lame comeback, Miranda flashed the boy a happy smile, but dropped it not long after. Sheesh, this giant was...GIANT! Miranda kept his gaze, though it was sort of making her neck stiff with having to look up like this. Somehow she let him move her hand away, probably because if she jinxed him here and now, there would be no duel because the twitchy boy would be singed, on the ground. But his next comment made her ball up her fists. Maybe she could make some of the boxing things Masterson taugh her come in handy. (Hehe, handy, geddit?) He. was. too. close. Yeah, she had indeed closed the gap between them first...but still. Ahem. She brought her hands up and pushed him back by the shoulders so he wouldn't be so close. Miranda wasn't backing off, no way. "That...was just a preview." She smiled sweetly and gave him a wink. A perm? A PERM!? Oh ho ho.. this chick was going to roast. “Nice one, Rat Girl.” He said still smiling. “Least I can do something about my flaws. Only magic.." He gestured at her face with a wave of his hand. "...or muggle surgery could correct that ugly mug.” Too mean? Nahhhhh – she'd blatantly asked for that. Would be bad if it were actually true.. which it wasn't. He returned her happy smile with one equally, if not more, jovial. He could see the façade cracking as he invaded the Hufflepuff's space and looked down at her. The tense body language and the balled up fists were a dead give away. He merely took a step back when she pushed him. She was so ickle. “Lets hope the actual show is better than the preview then.” He shrugged.. and smirked. When were they going to get started anyway? Quote: Originally Posted by Samuel Huxley Now this was so much better. These two had gone from giving each other goo-goo eyes to wanting to tear each other limb from limb. This was gonna be an excellent duel. Clearing his throat, Samuel stepped forward. "Save the insults and put them into your fighting." He looked around the arena making sure that everything was in order, satisfied that things were the way he wanted them, he looked back at the two students. "When you are both ready. It's time to DUEL." Oh.. right now. Well good, good. Lets get this show on the road. He grabbed Miranda by the hand and hauled her to the centre of the arena. They were going to do this properly. There was no honour in duelling if you cut corners. He faced Miranda and bowed respectfully, keeping his eyes locked onto hers the whole time. He straightened up, turned on his heel and took the obligatory ten paces required in a formal duel and turned back to face his adversary, smirk fixed in place. He shifted into the correct position for duelling with his wand poised. “Ladies first.” He offered. Oh he was such a polite boy. __________________