Prof. Isis Carter

October 14, 2016 2:00 AM
“Hello, everyone,” greeted the professor standing at the front of the classroom, but it was not their usual professor. On the contrary, today, Defense Against the Dark Arts was taught by their favorite on-call substitute, Professor Isis Carter. “As you have probably gathered, Professor Pye couldn’t join us today. He’s caught a rather nasty something or another. But don’t worry, he’s shared with me his lesson plan, so we’ll be doing exactly what he wanted to do with you: starting your series on dueling.” He’d been quite a disaster at breakfast when he’d hunted her down, honestly, and she was quick to take the plans from him and send him back to bed.

“As the fourth and fifth years can attest, dueling is something you will visit throughout the year,” Isis explained, “but for you third years just now joining the Intermediate level, you will have to begin by learning Expelliarmus, the disarming spell. Now, I won’t occupy your time too much, but quickly first, watch me demonstrate the proper wand movement.” Isis produced her wand from her pocket and, without accompanying incantation, showed the correct movement, a distinct swirl. “Using this will make your opponent release whatever they are holding. In this case, you are hoping to free them of their wand.”

Isis glanced between students. “Now, pair up and do your best. Third years, stick to this disarming spell and the full body-bind curse Petrificus Totalus. Fourth and fifth years, you are free to utilize what you have learned, but don’t do anything that will take more than a counter-curse for me to fix. Please stand up and move up to the front of the classroom so that I can move the desks and free up the space for you.” When her instructions were followed, she waved her wand, and all of the desks quickly moved to either side of the classroom. “Okay, let’s get to dueling!” She knew Alfie was sad to miss their first dueling day of the year, but it was imperative for his health. Isis had seen him looking pretty sorry previously, but today he seemed exceptionally beaten down. He could sleep while she, reluctantly, watched his students blast one another.

OOC: All mentions of Professor Pye were approved previously with his author. Please stay realistic with your characters’ spell knowledge, using only curses or charms that would be appropriate to their age level, and appropriate to the situation. Nothing truly harmful will be tolerated. Aside from that, just be certain to follow all OOC site rules, and have a great time!
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Sammy Meeks, Pecari

November 16, 2016 1:32 AM
Dueling days were pretty rad. Sammy wasn’t overly or dramatically attached to them, but lessons on dueling in the previous years of Intermediates had always been fun. There was sort of an intrinsic guilt to shooting crap at a bud, but really, it was no different than her Beating position in a Quidditch game. Yeah, her aim was technically to do something uncool to another kid, but they knew signing up what they were getting into, and it was never personal. Plus, magic could heal, like, anything, so at the end of the day, by the time her “““““victim””””” (note the billion quotation marks) crawled into bed that night, Medic Eir, crazy though she be, would have already fixed them all up. No worries.

Not that Sammy had any intent of doing much damage in this setting. For someone so fiery, her hexes were honestly a bit weak. But maybe it was fitting, since she was better at defensive spells. She’d never been very defensive in her own regard, but she was one hell of a protector. Fiercely loyal and never backing down. Nobody puts baby in a corner. Heck yeah.

It was just too bad their normal professor wasn’t here (not that she really thought calling him “normal” was quite apt, but he was usually the one teaching.) Barnaby Pye may have been a total dumpster fire, but his professor brother was hot in all sorts of other, more desirable ways. Namely the booty. Mm-mm. Still, Sammy had a feeling she’d get over it for today, because Professor Carter was also pretty dang hot in her own right. This was the advantage of enjoying both sexes: she was never disappointed.

When it was time to partner up for dueling, the Pecari glanced about eagerly to find her friends. Gia seemed to be paired up with Jack Spencer, and she couldn’t locate Laila and Jax through the crowd, which she assumed meant they were together or something. Even Chuck seemed to be taken, which counted out all of her usual friends. But, as the girl in question passed into her vision, Sammy was struck with a solution: why not young Kira, with whom she had chatted on the wagon ride this year? She was a year below Sammy, but if memory served from prior classes and yearbook awards, that probably would not be an issue.

“Hey, friend,” Sammy greeted as she approached the Crotalus, offering her signature friendly smile. “Looking for a partner?”
12 Sammy Meeks, Pecari Ram, bam, thank you, ma'am [Kira] 310 Sammy Meeks, Pecari 0 5

Kira Spaulding, Crotalus

November 19, 2016 1:44 PM
One wouldn't normally expect someone like Kira to enjoy Defense. She was quiet, meek and unathletic. Admittedly, that last bit did make it overall less appealing than Charms or Transfiguration, the latter of which Kira could do-and had done-in her sleep. The Crotalus wasn't particularly fast and she was kind of clumsy. However, the fact that DADA meant wandwork and basically that was the only thing she was even remotely good at made it more appealing. It was like everyone was alotted a certain amount of talent overall and she was given one extraordinary one in exchange for being either mediocre or downright awful at everything else. Therefore any wand based lesson in any class made her happy. Kira never got to feel good about herself for any other reason.

Of course, she did like Potions too but only because of Sophie. That was literally the only reason Kira intended to keep it after CATS.

On the other hand, she didn't love dueling. First of all, there was the active part. Secondly, it put Kira's lack of desire to hurt people in conflict with her desire to do excel at something and feel good for awhile. However, even if she lacked desire to throw a hex at someone, something that tended to make spells not work as well, hers still ended up being pretty strong so maybe it was a good thing that Kira didn't actually want to harm someone. If she was overall more enthusiastic about hexes for any reason than in any sense but being happy that she was capable, she'd probably do some real damage.

The only mistakes she ever really made in this class were overshooting a spell if she felt threatened and backed into a corner-which admittedly was kind of silly because they were in a classroom setting, so not in any real danger and she was getting better on that one-or misaiming a spell and hitting someone else who was in the line of fire. This occasionally still happened.

Once they were released to duel, Kira looked around. There were three people she considered her friends,even though they all had people they liked more and would probably prefer to work with. She doubted anyone else-except probably Fabian, who she noted was pairing with one of the Nicolls twins, probably Sutton, Kira didn't know which one had cut her hair, but she did know how her cousin felt about Aladrens, unless of course he was willing to duel one so he could hex them, so it was likely Sutton-would want to work with her.

And she didn't feel at all right working with a third year, so that left out Daniel. Not that Kira thought he personally was going to do poorly, but the third years weren't allowed to do much. Chuck was apparently being approached by Owen which surprised her since Owen seemed to prefer to be with Jemima. Maybe he didn't want to hex her. That left Caelia who Kira considered her closest friend because the older Crotalus had made an effort to befriend her and seemed genuinely interested in her. If only she wasn't friends with Kelsey too, which not only put the fourth year in competition with her cousin yet again but made her suspicious that Kelsey had put Caelia up to befriending her in the first place. If that was the case, she doubted her cousin's motives were to help make the very slightly younger and much shyer girl make friends but to make sure Kira didn't make the wrong friends. Still Caelia was sweet, even if she didn't always get where Kira was coming from.

She started out towards Caelia when Sammy Meeks approached her. Kira blinked a little when the fifth year greeted her with the word friend. They were friends? Really? They'd had a nice chat despite Kelsey who'd started lecturing Natalie on the importance of befriending the right people which Kira knew full well was aimed at her as much as at her younger cousin, yes but friends?

But maybe Sammy wanted to be friends with her? But that didn't make sense, Kira wasn't anything like Sammy's other friends who were mostly rather social people save for Jax Donovan. And she literally had nothing going for her that someone like Sammy would appreciate other than possibly magical ability as she doubted the Pecari cared about wealth and pureblood pedigrees. Unless maybe Sammy wanted to irritate Kelsey or Chuck had encouraged her to reach out.

Still, Kira was not going to refuse her. That would be rude and besides, maybe Sammy really did find something in her to like even though Kira couldn't fathom what. Whatever the reason, she couldn't help but be pleased that someone actually wanted to work with her. "Sure!"
11 Kira Spaulding, Crotalus Uh...you're welcome? 320 Kira Spaulding, Crotalus 0 5

Sammy

November 25, 2016 5:10 PM
Sammy’s smile stretched. “Great!” she beamed happily. She was glad Kira wanted to be her partner. Kira seemed like a nice kid, even if the world she came from seemed a bit screwy. The Pecari could hardly imagine growing up like these Pureblood kids did, so proper and constraining, seemingly demanding children to be tiny adults. Their events were formal balls and fancy dinners. Sammy went to baseball games and football rallies. When she was young, she got to play in sandboxes, her Wonder Woman and Captain America action figures (her two favorites, and damn the Marvel/DC separation) searching the imaginary dessert for a mysterious item that would save the day. She threw a baseball or a frisbee back and forth with her big brother. Meanwhile, kids like Kira probably sat inside in lacy, uncomfortable dresses, looking like dolls, listening to their parents drone on about boring adult things.

Still, it hadn’t seemed to affect Kira too horribly. She was pretty quiet, but Sammy couldn’t really tell if it was an outdated “children should be seen at not heard” outlook on her parents part, a kind of shyness intrinsic to her as a person, or some combination of the two. Some Purebloods had problems with people like Sammy based on prejudice, somehow deeply troubled and offended by her parents’ lack of magic (and, she imagined, if that kind of thing bugged them, they probably weren’t keen on her two moms or her own interest in girls), but Kira didn’t seem to be like that. They hadn’t talked too much over the years, but Sammy liked to assume the best in people. Plus, she was Laila’s roommate, and while she understood that the two Crotali were not close, there didn’t seem, as far as she had heard, to be bad blood on that front.

“I feel like a real ‘duel’ might be too intense for us,” Sammy stated, offering air quotes around the word duel. “So let’s just kinda go slow, taking turns attacking and defending. You can go first with attacking, too, because I prefer to defend. Is that cool?”
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