Leo Princeton

March 28, 2014 5:03 PM
The powers of the adult were gone and Leo was revelling in the new freedom. There were the Head students, of course, and other pesky Prefects, but Leo didn't mind them. He hardly respected his classmates as any sort of authority figures in private even if they did have a shiny badge to accompany them. To their faces and to everyone's eye, he was an angel. Sometimes a little selfish and a little slow, but that was part of his guise and couldn't be helped. Leo enjoyed playing the role of the innocent and though he'd gotten into a bit of trouble last year and the year before because of his tardiness, he was determined to continue his guise stronger than ever. If he was going to create some havoc, he had to be extra careful with testy students and frantic prairie elves scrambling about.

Cascade Hall was always the perfect place to cause a bit of mischief because when the hall was full of students eating, it was easy to disappear into the masses. His plan today was one that required him to awake much earlier than his classmates. At seven o'clock sharp, the normally lazy Leo dressed, rubbing his eyes as if he were still half-asleep. "I'm starving," he moaned to his room-mate before exiting his room and walking down to Cascade Hall. It was normal for a growing lad to suddenly become ravenous and Leo used that presupposition to his advantage.

Once he was in front of the door, Leo waited until the corridor was clear, checking twice around the corners to make sure no one was on their way, and then opened the door a crack and cast a spell on the outer door handles. Whoever touched the handle to open the door from the outside would begin quacking like a duck. The spell on the doorknob and on the victim would fade an hour from now (Leo wished he could make it longer), but it would be entertaining for any ridiculously early risers who were already in Cascade Hall.

There was no reason for Leo to be causing this havoc except for his own entertainment. Usually he only stepped out of line when he wanted to prove a point or if it somehow helped his ambitions. This did neither, but it was the freedom that Leo was able to exercise that encouraged him. Having successfully evaded any eyes, Leo slipped into Cascade Hall and made his way sleepily to the Crotalus table. He put a waffle onto his plate and began to pour syrup on it, eager to see who would walk through the door first. If necessary, to evade suspicion, Leo was not afraid to argue that he had been inside Cascade Hall with the other untouched early risers.
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Atlas Primred, Pecari

March 28, 2014 10:04 PM
Atlas walked slowly to Cascade Hall, still peeking now and then at the purple clouds that covered the school. He hadn't gotten much sleep the night before due to all the havoc that had plagued the school. He wasn't a huge fan of schedules, but that morning he craved a little normalcy, or as much as he could get in a magic school anyways. He had decided that the only way to clear his head would be to go to the MARS room to swim. He had gotten in a few laps before he had noticed that his breathing was off.

He then decided to time himself using the lap clock. He did a 50m freestyle and a 100m freestyle to gauge how he was doing physically. Then he realized in his horror, that his speed had decreased... a lot. He had spent a majority of his summer practicing quidditch and although he tried to use the MARS room to swim, however nothing beat the training he had got from the competitive team back home. Atlas couldn't help but wonder if maybe he was wasting his time and effort with quidditch. He wasn't sure if he had really gotten better over summer, and now that he was loosing his swimming skills he was feeling even more upset with himself.

He rubbed a hand through his wet hair as he approached the door of Cascade Hall, he was in a hurry to eat and hadn't spent much time toweling off his hair. He had forced himself to do 2 mountain swim sets and practice his dolphin kick, so he was especially hungry. He wondered if the food would be out yet, as it was still pretty early. He grabbed the doorknob and opened the large door to Cascade Hall. The sweet smell of waffles rushed into his nose as he pushed the door open. "Great," Atlas thought, even more upset now that he would have to put up with an annoying sugar smell during breakfast. Pancakes would have been preferable, at least you could make them savory, but waffles were the worst.

His self loathing and frustration were slowly growing with each passing minute. He was glad there where only a few people in the hall at the moment because he was feeling even more anti-social than usual. He might talk to someone if he had to, but first he needed food in his stomach. Once seated at the Peacri table he began loading his plate with potatoes and eggs, yet there was no bacon in sight. He sighed quietly to himself, yet as he did so he realized he sounded a little funny. He rubbed his temples even more peeved. He didn't feel like he had a sore throat, but after the past few nights of bad sleep it wouldn't be such a far fetched thought. He grabbed the orange juice and poured himself a large glass, he couldn't afford to be sick, not now.

OOC: I didn't know if the spell made you start quacking automatically or if it was only when you talked. I just went with the latter, I hope that's ok. If not let me know.
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Wendy Canterbury - Pecari

March 29, 2014 5:21 PM
Wendy had decided she did not like being in charge. The school was going through a crisis and Wendy was scrambling about trying to be calm when really a magical storm could hit magic lightening all over the place and she would suddenly disappear. It was like those futuristic movies, except it was real life and magical. She didn't know which was worse. At least all the futuristic movies she'd ever watched ended happily. She just hoped no one else would disappear before then or attempt to rescue the professors wherever they were.

It was a little later in the morning when Wendy finally went down to breakfast to greet whatever chaos was going to meet her there. The purple clouds were still very disconcerting, but Wendy liked the color and admired it for a little while as she walked on by, forgetting that they could possibly be uncontrollable destructive forces. Nobody believed her so Wendy kept quiet with her theories as she walked along. She would simply follow orders from the older Prefects and Head Boy and Girl and nod along to whatever they said.

Wendy walked into Cascade Hall and sat at the Pecari table across from one of the younger students she didn't know too well. It was a good time to start making new friends and even if Wendy was not always a very talkative girl, she was feeling a little spunkier today. Part of the reason was because of her bright clothing. Wendy found a lot of comfort in clothing and she had lots of funky new outfits from shopping at thrift stores all summer. She was wearing floral-patterned maxi skirt, gold sandals, a white belt, a light blue tank-top, hoop earrings, and several bangles on her wrists. She had let her blonde hair grow over the summer and now it reached her shoulders. She didn't like it too long, but she did love the bohemian look.

The uniform robe had been forgotten in her bedroom. Even if she was a Prefect, she didn't think it necessary to continuously wear her uniform now that there were no adults to chastise her for it. She was wearing her Prefect badge, but she had attached it to a long chain and was wearing it as a necklace. It matched the craze of her outfit and she liked it.

She had seen the boy around the common room and opened her mouth to say "Hello," before putting some food onto her plate. Instead, what came out was this: "Quack."

Wendy's hazel eyes opened wide in surprise. "Quack, quack," she said instead of what she'd meant to say: What? Sorry! "Quack quack quack, quack!"

This is so embarrassing! Wendy turned bright red, feeling foolish in front of her younger classmate. "Quack," she said feebly, trying to say something, anything else. But all that came out was the sound of a duck. "Quack quack?"
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Atlas Primred, Pecari

March 29, 2014 11:09 PM
When Atlas had made it halfway through his plate, his nerves finally started to calm down. Although he was still feeling a little peeved, the amazing food in his stomach was helping to soothe him a little. He noticed an older girl walking towards the table. "Please don't sit next to me, just sit somewhere else... shoot," he thought to himself. He thought that if he just gave off enough mental waves she would get the idea that he didn't want to have company that morning. Its not like he had a problem with the girl, frankly he had no idea who she was other than a Pecari student. The way she was dressed reminded him a lot of the girls in Santa Cruz, they were all into that hippy look. She seemed nice enough, Atlas thought perhaps he should give her a chance and try to step out of his comfort zone.

"Quack," she said.

Atlas looked up from his plate at the older girl's face. His almond eyes gave her a skeptic look. "Just what game is she playing?" he thought to himself. He wondered if she was trying to be funny, or making fun of him. On any other day he might not have been so on edge, but he was already frustrated from earlier that morning, and she was not helping.

The girl's hazel eyes opened wide in surprise. "Quack, quack. Quack quack quack, quack!" she said then turned bright red. "Quack," she said feebly,"Quack quack?"

From the look on the girl's face and how flustered she seemed, Atlas figured she was just a victim in this situation. "What happened to you why are you talking like that?" he meant to say yet instead, just like the older girl he began to 'Quack' instead. Atlas' heart fell. He would have been greatly embarrassed if it weren't for him already being so upset. What was going on? Was it part of the weird things going on at the school. He touched his hand to his throat. "Hello?" he said to himself feeling the vibrations of his throat. " Quack " he said again, instead of what he felt his throat say. Something strange was definitely going on.

He turned his attention back to the girl, examining her face carefully to see if she was just pretending to be upset. Had she done this to him? His eyes moved down to her necklace and where Atlas saw that she had a Prefect badge. Maybe she was innocent in all of this. " Who ever did this..." he thought to himself making a laundry list of things he would do to the person responsible. But for now he had to figure out how to get back to normal. Talking to each other wasn't going to work, they would just look like a couple of weirdos. He quickly dug into his bag and pulled out some parchment and a quill. Pushing his plate aside he wrote on the paper then turned it around so the older girl could see, and placed the quill next to it.

Whats going on? Did you do this?
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Wendy

April 07, 2014 12:39 AM
Wendy found some comfort in her housemate's quacking which, on any other occasion, would have been completely ridiculous. He didn't seem to be in a very good mood and their quacking hadn't seemed to help. She initially felt affronted by his question. Why would he ask her if she was responsible? She was not only a pretty trustworthy girl, but the newly appointed Prefect which he should have known. At least, Wendy assumed everyone knew who the Prefects were if they'd paid attention during the Welcoming Feast.

But her annoyance quickly melted as she quacked in indignation. The quacking was getting a little funny because it was so silly, and she picked up the quill. I don't know. Did you do this? she wrote, turning the accusation back at him. It's silly.

Wendy quacked at him, meaning to say, "Here," and the quacking made her giggle, which sounded like a duck quacking under its breath. It was just so silly and ridiculous that Wendy burst out laughing and the sound of laughing quacks made her laugh even more. Laughing always made her feel better and today especially, already having been in a good mood, she felt slightly hysterical. What was going on at this school?

She laughed so hard that tears gathered in her eyes and as she calmed down, she looked at the boy. He probably thought she was insane, but wasn't everyone insane right now? The world was currently turning upside-down. Might as well laugh at it instead of freak out like some of the older students. "Quack quack?" she asked, meaning to say, Are you okay?, tilting her head slightly and letting her hair fall into her face. Whenever he handed back the paper she would write it, but it wasn't every day Wendy was able to quack at people and be found socially acceptable. She wondered briefly how long it would last.

OOC: Sorry for the delay!
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Atlas Primred, Pecari

April 14, 2014 3:36 AM
I don't know. Did you do this? she wrote, turning the accusation back at him. It's silly .

Atlas mouth moved slightly ready to retort her. Why would he want to make himself sound like a duck. The whole thing was just ridiculous. She then quacked at him, and then amazingly started to giggle. Although he wasn't really sure if he could even call that duck sound giggling. She then burst out laughing more and more to the point where she looked like she was crying.

Atlas' eyes widened at the sight, his mouth slightly agape. The girl's spectacle caught him a little off guard. Unable to control the frustration he had been harboring since earlier he finally burst out, "What is wrong with you? What kinda prefect are you anyways? How can ask such an antagonizing question blaming me then start laughing like a crazy person?" Unfortunately none of this would have made any sense to the upperclassman, since he was honking like a duck that had just lost its marbles. With all of his arm motions, all he needed was some feathers flying around and he could have actually been mistaken for a duck.

He didn't realize his mistake until the damage was already done. All of his anger and frustration was instantly replaced by a tidal wave of embarrassment, complete with his face becoming beet-red. If at least one good thing came out of him quacking like a duck, it was that she was unable to understand what he had said.

"Quack quack?" she asked, tilting her head slightly and letting her hair fall into her face .

In addition to his own idiocy, the girl's actions only severed to make him turn an even deeper shade of red. He had remarked it a little earlier, but now that he got a better look at her he noticed that she was really cute. Not 'cute' in the way Liliana was 'cute' because she reminded him of his sister, a different kind of 'cute', more elegant. He averted his eyes from the upperclassman, and quickly snatched up the piece of paper with what little dignity he had left (which he assumed was close to none), and began to write.

No I didn't. and yes its very silly he glanced up at the girl from beneath all the hair in his face. He really had made a bad first impression if she was thinking that he seemed like the type off troublemaker to pull this kind of stunt.

Sorry for accusing you. By the way I'm Atlas. He thought he might as well try to salvage anything he could. After all, at this point Prefects where like the authority right? He didn't feel like having half of them after him for being mistaken for a rebel. Not that it really mattered to him wether she was or wasn't. It just helped give him an excuse to want to try again to talk with the cute girl.

"Quack..." he said meekly pushing the quill and paper back to her. He still couldn't bring himself to look at her, at least not until he stopped blushing so much.

OOC: Its ok, sorry mine took so long too.
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Wendy

April 25, 2014 4:02 PM
The honking noises the younger boy was making was hilarious and fueled Wendy's laughter. He didn't look very happy, but the whole situation was just so funny. He looked adorable flapping around like that, honking more like a goose than a duck, and Wendy finally just had to put her head down on the table to try and calm herself down. She felt herself on the brink of hysteria and she took a couple deep breaths before looking at him again.

He seemed a little embarrassed and he pushed the paper back to her. Wendy had forgotten all about it. He was apologizing and Wendy smiled at him before writing down her response. It's okay. We're all pretty high-strung. I'm Wendy. I wonder if we'll turn into ducks next. Hopefully not. It's weird without the staff around.

Wendy pushed the paper back to him and shrugged her shoulders. "Quack quack," she said, and then turned to put food on her plate. She didn't feel like a duck just yet, though maybe the flapping arms of Atlas indicated some kind of mental duck transformation. She didn't want to eat worms or anything else that ducks ate, at least for now. She put cheesy scrambled eggs on her plate, wondering where all the professors had gone when they disappeared. She didn't think they died or anything, which meant they had to have disappeared to some other room. Maybe they were trapped inside the school somewhere! I hope they're okay, she meant to say, temporarily forgetting that she made duck sounds instead of words. All that came out was quacking.
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Atlas Primred, Pecari

April 25, 2014 9:07 PM
Wendy smiled at him before writing down her response. Wendy pushed the paper back to him and shrugged her shoulders. "Quack quack," she said, and then turned to put food on her plate.

Atlas' blush deepened slightly at the smile she gave him. He tried to rationalize the reason he was acting so insanely uncool in her presence was because she was an older student. Whatever the reason, it was not a feeling that he was fond of. He looked down at the paper to read her response and clear his mind, even if only for a moment.

"It's okay. We're all pretty high-strung. I'm Wendy. I wonder if we'll turn into ducks next. Hopefully not. It's weird without the staff around."

Atlas hadn't even though about the possibly of the spell continuing. He wasn't a huge fan of duck, and didn't think he would like being one either. Then a lightbulb of panic went off in his head. What if this was a plot by someone to ensure they had enough food while they were unable to leave the school? They would begin turning the students into poultry! He looked over to his plate, feeling that the meat had somehow lost its appeal. He pushed it away even further from himself. However his thoughts were interrupted by a quack from Wendy. It seemed like she had tried to say something however all that came out was quacking.

Atlas looked at her for a moment. She was pretty but sounded so idiotic quacking like that. It was such a contradiction. So random, so unexpected, and very humorous. He started to chuckle under his breath, however when he heard his own laugh sound like quacking he couldn't help but laugh a little harder. It was amazing how at ease he was feeling now compared to when he first entered Cascade Hall. Perhaps like his senior, he needed to learn to laugh a little more. After his laughing fit was over, he settled himself down he took the quill. He wrote down under Wendy's responce on the piece of parchment before pushing it back to her giving her a more at ease smile, now that he wasn't so down in the dumps.

"Sorry its just so funny to hear an odd duck noise come out of you. It doesn't fit you at all, no offense"
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