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Post by Asher Seagle on Jun 6, 2006 21:19:02 GMT
((Can I pleeeeeeeeease know?))
"What do we do now?" asked Asher in a quiet voice to the professor. Obviously the Professor was oblivious to the fact that this was probably the worst dueling match up in the history of ... well everything. He glanced at Summer briefly, but once again she wasn't looking at him.
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Post by Cynthia Veneficus on Jun 6, 2006 21:30:01 GMT
((You already know!! Maybe...))
"Err... I can't duel... My ankle hurts.." she made up as she tried to find a reason for her to leave the classroom right now. She didn't want to fight him. She didn't even want to look at him. Well she wanted to but she couldn't.
Lizzie arched an eyebrow at the blatent lie and wondered what had brought that on. "Would you like me to heal it for you?" she asked innocently. She had seen Summer walking fine just moments before and now, all of a sudden, she was limping.
Darn it! Summer glanced up, "Err, no. It might be fine..." she said slowly and unsurely as she didn't know how to get out of this.
Nodding, Lizzie turned to the table of equipment. She took two jackets off the table and held them out for Asher and Summer, "Put these on, they go backwards." she said as the zip was at the back. "And give me your wands."
Handing her her wand, Summer slowly took the jacket and stuffed her hands in it. Then she tried to zip up the zip that was behind her. It wasn't exactly easy.
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Post by Asher Seagle on Jun 6, 2006 21:37:44 GMT
Asher handed the professor his wand and then sighed as he saw Summer struggling to try and get her jacket zipped. He walked over to her and quickly finished it before walking away. He used to like being able to help her and care for her, yet now that was different. He slipped on his jacket and zipped it up with a bit of awkwardness but managed to make it up all the way. "I'm ready," he stated to the professor. ((Lol, I don't know it... tell me... ))
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Post by Cynthia Veneficus on Jun 6, 2006 21:43:54 GMT
((Yeah you do. Basically the same as the old one but changed cause they aren't in potions. She'll run out soon and you can join her, if you want. lol))
Summer felt a strange impulse run through her, but she didn't say anything nor move. She tried to steady herself from falling weak, she felt weak. "Thanks." she muttered, once she could muster up her voice.
"Right grab these and those." she said as she indicated to the table of helmets and table of foils, "You will be using foils, since you're just beginners for now." she instructed carefully.
Summer grabbed a helmet and threw her head into it so Asher didn't see the tears that were about to flow out of her. Taking a foil, she waited. She was literally shaking, and silent tears were falling from her cheeks after they had successfully erupted her eyes.
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Post by Asher Seagle on Jun 6, 2006 21:52:14 GMT
((Oh, okay. Lol... yeah, he'll join her. Cuz it's fun to make someone run after someone, lol))
Asher heard her thanks but ignored it. It didn't mean anything to him whether it was meant or not. He walked over to the table and placed a helmet grimly on his head and grabbed a foil. He wanted to get this over with quick.
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Post by Cynthia Veneficus on Jun 6, 2006 21:57:15 GMT
((Lol kk HAHA, *this will make sense when you read the post* but my mate did an army salute. And I was killing myself in laughter )) Nodding, Lizzie motioned to the space that she had created for them. "You begin a duel, with a salute, like this," she said as she swung her own foil into the air, so it was vertically up. From there, it swung down like a sword and ended by the ground, just a swipe in the air.
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Post by Asher Seagle on Jun 6, 2006 22:03:13 GMT
Asher rose his foil so that it was completely vertical and then swung it back down in salute. It would have looked rather comical if the mood hadn't been so dreary, sad, and quite pathetic.
((Lol, too bad you didn't really kill yourself... lol, j/k. Hehe...)
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Post by Lana Lee on Jun 7, 2006 8:27:12 GMT
Lana walked late into combat class. "Sorry," Lana apologized to the Headmistress. "I was at the nurse's. Did you want me to get a note?" She was still in her wizardry robe since she headed straight to class. She stood over by Summer. "Were we suppose to wear muggle clothing," she asked Summer, looking at what everyone was wearing.
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Post by Elizabeth Aphrodite on Jun 7, 2006 13:17:34 GMT
"No it's fine," Lizzie said with a shake of her head, she grinned as she noticed the robes, "Yes, you were supposed to wear muggle clothing." she said as Summer didn't seem to be replying. She motioned for Lana to join her, and then motioned to the table of rubber knives, "You may practise these while these two fence or get a partner and fence at the same time." She then turned to Asher and Summer, "The aim is basically to hit the other person's chest." she instructed, "And not too hard. You may begin," she warned and then nodded as she waited for them.
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Post by Asher Seagle on Jun 7, 2006 13:23:02 GMT
Asher gave a small wave to Lana and then faced Summer. At the Professor's OK to go, he slowly stepped towards Summer feeling very awkward at this arrangement. He raised his foil in the air and then swung down towards Summer to make his first move and start this thing already.
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Post by Cynthia Veneficus on Jun 7, 2006 14:04:53 GMT
((I would of logged in earlier but my firefox kept closing!! And I was too lazy to relog... DID IT NOW THOUGH!! Woot, got over my laziness))
Summer stifled a sob as she faced Asher, holding her breathe, she slowly swung her foil like Asher did. She turned to Lana and merely nodded, "Hey," she said weakly. She would of laughed at Lana in her robes but she was in pain. From the corny sad atmosphere. Turning back to Asher, she took a deep breathe and stepped forward as she lunged at him, like you are supposed to. Except her lunge cause pretty weak.
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Post by Asher Seagle on Jun 7, 2006 14:08:12 GMT
Asher parried it off quickly; he wasn't in the mood to play like he usually would have with her. The sooner he just finished this stupid thing, the better. He lunged foward, more powerful than her, but still not nearly as powerful had he done it on someone he hated.
((Lol, okay. Woot woot! I dunno how long this fight should last... I know absolutely NOTHING about fencing or any of that junk))
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Post by Cynthia Veneficus on Jun 7, 2006 14:12:05 GMT
((Haha well "Parried" is the right word I gave up after level 2!! Lol... Yeah... Only 7 more to go, lol. It will end soon and you'll see why in this post.)) Bugger! Summer thought as her instinct forced her to jump back and narrowly dodge the rubber tip of the foil, Aww.... I can't do this.. YES YOU CAN! Sheesh, I hate her. This is totally of that stupid hags fault! Summer snapped to herself as she attempted to weakly hit him again. She was referring to her mother, one that she didn't like, obviously.
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Post by Asher Seagle on Jun 7, 2006 14:15:30 GMT
Asher dodged the blow without too much effort since Summer wasn't forth to much effort. He wasn't either or else he would have at least tried some awesome Matrix-like move he saw when he was eight. Then he came and made another move that would hopefully hit her and get this bloody sword thing over with.
((That was the only word I knew though... Now I'm out, lol. Yeah, hopefully it will be over soon...))
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Post by Cynthia Veneficus on Jun 7, 2006 14:23:13 GMT
SHE'S A FLIPPIN' RETAR- OW!! she thought as she rubbed her stomach. She wasn't paying too much attention so she didn't realise that he had just lunged at her. But she realised that he had hit her. She glanced to the teacher in hope, but the teacher merely put up three fingers as if to say, 'first to three'. Sighing, she reposition herself to the starting position since it was three matches. Her RPer chose three to annoy Ryan but not seven, like she normally did, since that was too long. So he should be grateful. I HATE HER!! Poor Riley... I will save you, don't worry, mate. WHY DO I HAVE TO DO THIS?? She snapped angrily as she thrusted the foil at Asher much harder then that of before. She was pretty angry at her mother so she didn't notice the force onto the sword until after. Now she hoped he dodged it, else it would hurt. And then she'd cry and plead his forgiveness. And then rush out. So she hoped it didn't hit, otherwise she'd go emotionally unstable again. ((Haha, well in case you didn't get the hint. She'd cry and then plead. And then run out. So yeah, it would be over Otherwise it would continue... fun....))
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