Professor Florence Olivers
August 28, 2012 11:50 PM
Make 'Em Laugh! [III, IV, V years] by Professor Florence Olivers
Florence Olivers burst into class slightly late. She had had a little trouble with her purple robes this morning after a mishap with coffee. She was a little more nervous that she had expected. The black coffee hadn’t helped much with that, hence the mishap. Florence had never taught a professional class before. She had been a Charms tutor for most of her post-academic life even as she had pursued a career in the theatre. She was used to being given a curriculum to deal with, not making her own. Hypothetically, if her husband was still alive, she probably wouldn’t have even considered officially teaching. Though her career on the stage was slowed by thirteen wonderful years of marriage, she had loved everything about her work: the limelight, the audience, the people she would meet. She had met her husband that way. The only reason she could not return to it now was because now she lacked the passion. There seemed to be no point in throwing herself into acting again. It was time to move on.She had prepared a syllabus for all of her classes with the rules, class expectations, and what she expected from them on a daily basis. It had been interesting creating a curriculum for her class instead of following one, but she enjoyed it. She had more freedom this way. The rules in her class were simple: don’t speak out without raising your hand, work diligently, do not curse, and respect everyone. She just hoped she didn’t have anyone speak out or outwardly discriminate others because of their blood status. She had seen much of that in the students she had tutored back in Chicago.
Since the classroom was already filled with her brand new pupils, Florence walked to the front. On the walls hung posters of the class rules and the different charms that she was going to teach them that she had put up the night before. There was a nice rug on the floor near her desk. She had never liked cobblestone steps or hard floors. They sounded so…ominous.
Her brown hair was neat and tidy like her immaculate purple robes and she was wearing comfortable muggle clothes underneath. Her black boots unfortunately reverberated against the floor as she walked to the front. When she reached the front of the class, she swiveled, opened her arms, and smiled at every student. An actress at her very best.
"Welcome back to another year of Charms class," she said in her theatrical voice. Loud, but comforting. "I am your new professor, Professor Olivers,” that would take some getting used to, “and I will teach you the wonders of Charms. If you excel in this subject, you have come to the right class. If you don’t, this is the class for you as well. We will learn a lot in this course. Now, first things first: roll-call." She called names clearly as she twirled her wand in one hand, the other holding the list of names. It went by quickly and when she finished she placed the list down on her desk next to the pile of syllabi. She would be memorizing these names tonight.
With a swish of her wand, the syllabi were handed out. "This is your syllabus. On it are the rules of the classroom, what I will not tolerate, the grading scale, and what to expect from this class. There will be an essay assigned once a week on a spell that I feel we need to work on. There will be three exams during the course of the term. The first will be in three weeks, another for the midterm, and the final exam at the end. Study hard; I am not an easy grader.” She smiled briefly, showing her straight white teeth. She scanned the entire room in silence before swiveling on her heel and writing the name of the spell with her wand on the chalkboard.
“Today we will be working on the Tickling Charm. It is quite self-explanatory as you all should know how tickling feels like. Can anyone tell me what this charm was created to do?” She picked one student who had their hand raised politely. She never liked any students who spoke out of turn. After a student answered correctly, she nodded. “Very good. It’s a harmless spell to disarm one’s opponent in a duel. It can easily be removed with Finite Incantatem. If you cannot perform the countercurse correctly, then call me and I will remove the spell it for you.
“The incantation for the Tickling Charm is Rictusempra. Let’s say it all together without our wands, please. Rictusempra. It’s very important to pronounce it correctly. The more force you say it with, the more power that your wand will have and the longer the tickling will commence. Let’s say the countercurse together as well. Finite Incantatem. It’s a more advanced countercurse, yes, but I have faith in you fifth-years. To perform the Tickling Charm, one must simply make the shape of a quill with your wand complete with a line going through the middle. A picture of it is in your textbook on page 13.
“However, before you begin, I’d like each and every one of you to write down what you remember from your last Charms classes and what you’d like to learn, or what you expect, from this class. As you all know, I’m quite new here and I’d like to know where you all stand in terms of academics.” Teaching three different years of students would most definitely take its toll since they were in all different levels of mastery, but she wouldn’t let it hinder her.
“Fifth-years, as you all are preparing for your C.A.T.s, it wouldn’t hurt to practice Finite Incantatem on your fellow classmates. Let’s do it this way: I’d like you all to break into groups of three. I’d like there to be one of each year in the group. Don’t be shy. You should all be used to this by now. Fifth-years, I put the extra burden on your shoulders to perform the countercurse. If you need extra assistance, come see me. As for the parchment I mentioned earlier, please put your name and your year on it as well and put it on my desk before you begin.” She looked at them all and then nodded. “Alright, then. If you have any questions, feel free to approach my desk. And if you don’t, well, go ahead and begin.” She smiled again, her blue eyes crinkling, and then she turned swiftly on her toes and went to sit at her desk. She brought the roll-call to her and studied it carefully, looking up once in awhile to see how her students were doing. They were officially her students now. This whole process was going to take some getting used to.
OOC: Welcome back to Charms! Please no god-modding or serious injuries (you never know). Minimum ten sentences, please. Tag Florence in the subject line if any of you need her assistance. Happy tickling!
Subthreads: Fourth Year Seeks Older And Younger Groupmates by Sullivan Quincy, Pecari with Topher Calhoun, Crotalus, Waverly Canterbury - Pecari
Please approach with caution. by Maximilian Joshua McLachlan - Aladren with Brianna Japos, Crotalus, Cepheus Princeton, Crotalus, Josh McLachlan, Brianna Japos, Cepheus Princeton
Fifth year here by Arnold Carey, Aladren with Ephanie Lucore, Aladren
I'm sure someone will be amused...sometime by Arthur Carey, Aladren with Attoria Covington, Crotalus, Arthur Carey, Arabella Brockert, Pecari
One Fifth Year, requiring a partner or two by Josephine Owen with Paul Bennett, Alicia Bauer, Aladren
Written work followed by mixed year work? JOY! (tag: Mellie) by Michael Grosvenor with Mellie Goodwin
5th year looking for partners by Fae Sinclair, Crotalus with Evan Brockert, Aladren
Inviting a fourth year into the Pierce party by Thad Two (and Derry Four), Aladren with Nora Dobson, Aladren, Thad Pierce, Aladren
Do they then make us laugh? by Russell Layne, Aladren with Valerie Lennox, Crotalus, Alexandra Devereux, Crotalus
Laughter is good. by Hope Brockert, Teppenpaw with Theresa Carey, Pecari, Michael Grosvenor, Teppenpaw
Shouldn't be a problem by Madeline Parry, Teppenpaw with Henny B-F-R, Aladren
Fifth year looking for youngers! by Addison Thornton, Teppenpaw
Closed (nm) by Prof. Olivers
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Professor Florence Olivers
Make 'Em Laugh! [III, IV, V years]
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Maximilian Joshua McLachlan - Aladren
August 29, 2012 6:42 PM
Please approach with caution. by Maximilian Joshua McLachlan - Aladren
The first thing Josh noticed when he walked into class his usual five minutes early was that the professor wasn't in yet. He was early, so he didn't think twice about it. But when the professor wasn't exactly punctual, he wondered if she would usually be like this. Josh hated people who weren't on time and Professor Olivers wasn't exactly off to a good start in his book.However, when she did come in and give her little presentation, Josh was impressed. She would be a challenging professor and Josh could definitely respect that. Charms wasn't the highest on his list of favorite subjects, but he had done very well in it in the past. Perhaps with Professor Olivers's influence that would change.
Josh didn't bother correcting the professor when she called out "McLachlan, Maximilian." It wasn't worth raising his hand and telling her that he preferred his middle name. It was rare that any professor would even care once they learned more about him. Josh turned to the page they were supposed to and read a little about the Tickling Charm as she spoke. It didn't look too difficult and he hardly believed that it was used in duels now. His uncle surely wouldn't. Josh could acutely feel the sting of his black eye right then and raised his hand and pressed his fingers lightly against the healing bruise just to remind himself it was still there. If Josh was the easily understanding type, he would have felt bad for his uncle being trapped in an unhappy marriage and all. But since Uncle Inigo was taking it out on the only person in the house who could take it, Josh didn't see himself forgiving so easily.
After the professor dismissed them, he took out a piece of parchment and wrote down the numerous amount of spells he knew. He was very well-versed with 'Finite Incantatem'. It was times like these he could be thankful that his uncle forced him to learn these spells from experience.
Josh wasn't keen on this partnering thing again, especially since he would have to look for specific age groups. Since he knew all of his classmates by name now, except for maybe the third-years, he could approach them easily. Would he want to? That was the real question. Making an effort to be social wasn't what Josh wanted, but he would do it for the sake of his grade. It would also be easier to avoid getting into trouble or something.
He got up out of his seat and turned to look at his classmates. He saw a lone fourth-year standing around and approached them, eager to get this part over with. "Would you like to be in a group?" he asked politely. He was trying not to come off as horribly rude and so far he was doing a good job of it. Hopefully once he perfected Occlumency he'd be able to act polite, maybe even kind, without thoughts of his awful past experiences coming to mind.
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Maximilian Joshua McLachlan - Aladren
Please approach with caution.
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Brianna Japos, Crotalus
August 29, 2012 8:11 PM
Duly noted by Brianna Japos, Crotalus
Brianna didn’t really think her Fourth year was off to a very good start. Somehow, at the Opening feast, Brianna had become stuck between a couple of first years. She had no idea why they had ventured away from the other first years that had been talking with Cepheus, but she figured they probably had been too stunned by the color change to even realize where they were sitting. The girl was a bit strange and at first, Brianna had pegged her for a Muggleborn by the way she was reacting. However, the girl had begun talking and immediately Brianna realized that she was from the same sort of families that the people from the Condominiums were from and Brianna tuned her out. Great. This was exactly what she needed to start her year off with.She had spent her first night settling back into the dorm room. Even though she was sure these other girls had never lived in such a cramped style with all these people, but to Brianna, it was luxurious. Her room at home sit her bed, dresser, and a small desk. That was it. There wasn’t any additional room to that, besides a small walking space. Her parents room was not much bigger. The apartment itself was one large room that fit a living room, kitchen, and eating table. No place to go. No space to stretch out in. Nothing. This is why Brianna loved Sonora (other than because she wasn’t bullied here, of course). There was so much room. Brianna had her own space. Real space. Sure she had to share a room with other girls, but she still had her own space. It just felt right here.
Since her first day/evening had been a dud, Brianna was hoping she would have better luck in the lessons. Her summer was spent studying up on the school year so that she had an idea on what each lesson would be, but she never knew how it would be taught and that was the real mystery. Take last year’s lesson with Regal. He had tennis balls flying at them that Brianna was barely able to get the shield charm up in time. It had taken most of the lesson, but Michael’s help with practicing it before hand helped get her to react in time. She was not quick on her feet, so it had been extremely hazardous to her.
At least this professor seemed like she’d be more understanding about things. Or, at least Brianna hoped so. She took the time requested to write out what they had learned the prior year before standing off to the side and waiting to see what group would need a fourth year. She didn’t have to wait long though because she was approached by the male who had transferred in last year. McLachlan, if she remembered correctly. “Oh, alright.” She agreed, eyeing his black eye curiously. She had loads of those in the past from the bullies back home. She wondered why he hadn’t taken care of it. Unless he thought such a look was cool or something. “I have salve in my bag, if you’d like some.” She commented nonchalantly. “I bruise easily, so my Mother likes me to carry a little tube around with me at all times.” So, that was somewhat true, but that was about all she was going to tell him.
"So, we just need a third year now, right?"
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Brianna Japos, Crotalus
Duly noted
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Cepheus Princeton, Crotalus
August 30, 2012 3:01 PM
Let's not get violent, now. by Cepheus Princeton, Crotalus
Three years now at Sonora now and two different professors had left and two others had joined. Cepheus wasn’t sure if this was normal behaviour for a school, but he would never know. Professors came and went, but their teachings were supposedly supposed to stay. It was easier to say that here than back when he was being tutored. Spells were important enough to be remembered unlike arithmetic, English grammar lessons, and French. Magic was far more important in Cepheus’s book, though perhaps his etiquette lessons were starting to come in handy now that he was an adolescent.He was running late to class today and Cepheus hurried through the corridor, his black dragon-hide boots reverberating against the cold floors of the corridor. He was dressed sharp with his blonde hair combed and his shirt underneath his robes ironed and starched. His trousers had been ironed too by house-elves and, at the moment, Cepheus had nothing to complain about. Only the fact that he was running late.
As Cepheus approached the classroom, he saw the new professor walk in. He immediately felt relieved that the new professor was late as well and he slipped in after her and took a seat in the back, undetected. Allowing himself to relax now, he listened to her long introduction, looking lazily through the syllabus. He’d never liked professors telling him what or what not to do. These were just more rules to follow which he, a good law-abiding pupil, would do.
Cepheus had to keep himself from groaning when the professor told them to split up by year. He was not keen on making friends with strange fifth years when he had his own lot in this class now. He scribbled down what he’d learnt in the past quickly and left it on his desk as he searched for a group to join, wand in hand.
There were several options, but many that Cepheus wanted to avoid. He most certainly did not want to join either of the twin Careys since one of them had stolen the Snitch from him the year before. He was still sore about that. The other would just remind him of his twin brother. Then there were others, but they already seemed to have full groups. He was now in class with the sulky McLachlan and, as much as Cepheus did not want to interact with the bloke, he decided he had no choice but to join him. At least there was a girl there who would hopefully diffuse the inevitable tension that was to arise.
Cepheus grit his teeth and walked over to them. He was surprised that McLachlan had taken the initiative to greet someone. There was loads he still didn’t know about him except that somehow his bloodline was tied in with the Princetons. Cepheus wanted to know more, but he had forgotten to pursue it in light of his own personal issues. Joining a group with McLachlan in it heightened his interest once again.
He smiled tightly to both parties, but greeted Josh first since he was acquainted with him. “McLachlan,” he said with a curt nod before turning to the other girl. “I don’t think we’ve ever been formally introduced,” he said. “I’m Cepheus Princeton, of the Surrey Princetons.” He looked at the two again, then brought his hands together. “Well, since we’ve got a full group, we might as well begin. Are either of you well-versed in the counter-curse?”
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Cepheus Princeton, Crotalus
Let's not get violent, now.
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Josh McLachlan
August 30, 2012 6:50 PM
Who said anything about violence? by Josh McLachlan
It was somewhat of a relief that Brianna hadn’t turned him down. He wondered briefly if introductions were necessary since she was likely to call him Maximilian or just ‘Max’ instead of Josh, but he decided that he would jump that hurtle when it came. It was no surprise that she noticed his black eye, but Josh was surprised by the fact that she offered to do something about it.Josh didn’t bruise easily as Brianna claimed to, so to have a black eye was rare for him. His uncle had taunted him about Cecilia, the muggle-born he was forbidden to see but was still in love with. Usually Uncle Inigo didn’t bother taunting him about those things, but he had hit a nerve and Josh, in a moment of weakness, had risen to the bait. His uncle was more aggravated nowadays since his marriage was frustrating him and his child was turning out to be a total brat. She was four now, and a four-year-old McLachlan, save Josh, usually meant that they were starting to be trained to be evil. Josh, of course, didn’t have parents to train him that way. And anyway, he stuck to the belief that his parents had been different from the rest of the McLachlan clan.
Unable to bring himself to go to the hospital wing to get some salve for himself, Josh was grateful for Brianna’s offer. “I’d love some, thank you.” He took the offered salve and rubbed a bit over his eye, not wanting to use a whole lot of someone else’s medicine. It helped a little and though he knew he was supposed to apply it twice a day in order to make the bruise disappear faster, he was grateful for even just a little. “Thank you,” he said quietly as he handed it back to her. He wasn’t used to random acts of kindness.
As he nodded in response to Brianna’s question, Cepheus Princeton came over and Josh stiffened. He was not a fan of this third-year, but he could be civil. Josh was used to lying down to insults because it usually didn’t affect him. Whatever his classmates could say to him, Josh had heard much worse from his relatives. Orphans, apparently, were not treated very nicely in the family.
He nodded to Cepheus’s greeting and didn’t say anything more as he watched the exchange between Cepheus and Brianna. Though Josh was now six feet tall, he hardly seemed intimidating to the third-year. Cepheus was a natural leader, it seemed, and Josh was fine to take the backseat in the group.
Cepheus’s question was easy to answer. Josh’s skill in his wandwork was something he was very proud of. One of the few things, in fact. “I’m good at it,” Josh said with no shame or humbleness about him. He was good at it and he knew it. “I can do it if neither of you want to.” ‘Or if you can’t’ was the second part that came to mind, but he wasn’t about to say that out loud and put his foot in his mouth. He didn’t want to mess this up as he had messed up his working relationship with Regina Parker the year before.
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Josh McLachlan
Who said anything about violence?
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Brianna Japos
August 30, 2012 10:43 PM
No, just a slight caution was all. by Brianna Japos
Reaching into her bag, Brianna pulled out her small tube of salve and gave it to him. “You’re welcome.” She replied, when he handed it back. “I’m sure you don’t fancy having a black eye for the first week of school. I know I wouldn’t.” She commented lightly. Thus far, he seemed okay. Maybe the class wouldn’t go too poorly for her.Brianna and Maximilian (she thought he went by a different name, but she couldn’t remember) hadn’t been alone long because Cepheus, a good friend of Gareth’s if she remembered correctly, came up to them to form the third member of their group. The way he had greeted Maximilian, Brianna was sure there was something between them by the way they greeted each other and how McLachlan tensed. “I am Brianna Japos of the New York Japos.” Brianna stated, a habit of introducing herself like other Purebloods despite being poor. Most people who were not familiar with her family name because it was Philippine, didn’t know the truth about her family’s wealth and she was hoping to keep it that way until she was gone. It wasn’t because she wanted prestige or status or anything like that. It was because she didn’t want to be picked on or looked down upon like she had her whole life.
Maximilian answered Cepheus’s question first, which was just fine with Brianna. “I can do alright with the spell, but I haven’t really had very much practice with it to say for certain.” She admitted. At this point in her schooling, Brianna was aware of her limitations. Doing things under pressure was not something she was good at. That would make CATS exams next year very difficult for her to take, but she hoped that she would study enough to know the content and therefore, be okay with the practical examinations. “It’s probably better though for Mr. McLachlan to be the one to administer it.” Brianna advised with a smile. She still felt self-conscious about her looks, but she was getting better at accepting her differences. Sure her lips were slightly too large, her eyes almond shaped, and her body lanky, but she liked her freckles that raced across her nose and her long brown hair. With every negative, there was bound to be a positive. Or, that’s what she kept telling herself.
“So… who gets to be tickled first?” Brianna half wondered how it was that she always ended up working with guys.
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No, just a slight caution was all.
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Cepheus Princeton
August 31, 2012 1:09 PM
If you say so. by Cepheus Princeton
Cepheus wasn't sure if he trusted McLachlan with performing the counter-curse, but Brianna seemed to trust him despite all the rumours Cepheus had heard about him from the grapevine. He noticed the black eye on his face and wondered briefly whether or not he'd gotten into a fight back home. Or perhaps the first day at school? McLachlan didn't seem like the fighting type, but Cepheus could be wrong about him. It wouldn't hurt to tread cautiously around him just in case. And anyway, Ceph wanted to be Head Boy someday and being rude to his fellow classmates, no matter how much he disliked them, wouldn't do.Brianna's question made Cepheus remember why they were all partnered up in the first place. Getting tickled was not his cup of tea, but perhaps he could delay it as long as possible. He just hoped they wouldn't turn on him because he was the youngest of the group. "Ladies first, of course," said Cepheus with a charming smile. "Mind if I have a go first?" He just hoped that, if the charm was administered incorrectly, that there would be no horrible repercussions.
Cepheus cleared his throat and looked at his textbook to memorise the drawing he would have to make in the air with his wand. A feather wouldn't be too difficult. Cepheus prepared himself mentally, imagining the feather in his mind's eye, and then drew it in the air quickly. It was a little sloppy, but it looked the similar to the one in the textbook, and he sent the spell flying towards Brianna. The charm did what it was supposed to, though it was weak, and Cepheus sighed in relief.
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If you say so.
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Josh McLachlan
September 01, 2012 5:49 PM
Moving on by Josh McLachlan
Working with partners so far hadn't exploded in Josh's face, and he had started to mind it less. Nobody had outright shunned him yet, or at least Josh had approached them before they could. The only reason why people would not want to partner with him was because he could be rude, easily irritated by their inadequacy, and he was a complete perfectionist. If he didn't get a spell or a potion mix right, he had to do it again and again in order to correct it. Since they were doing the Tickling Charm, it would prove to be slightly more difficult to do that. He didn't think either Brianna or Cepheus would like to be tickled over and over again.The Tickling Charm also proved to be a little daunting to Josh. He didn't like being tickled, but he wasn't all that ticklish anyhow. He wondered if the charm would work on those who didn't have ticklish spots, but then again this was magic. Magic didn't have too many boundaries, charms especially. Another reason why Josh wasn't fond of this charm was that it was going to force him to smile and laugh. He hadn't smiled once since his transfer to Sonora last year. There hadn't been a real reason to yet. That probably added more to his reputation, that he was a stoic, unfeeling character. Reggie had gone so far as to say that he was "poisonous". But really, what was there to smile about when he lived with relatives who wanted him out, had friends who had turned their backs on him, had a family who wanted to kill Cecilia, and was at a relatively new school where no one liked him?
So he was surprised when Brianna acknowledged his ability to perform the countercurse. She had faith in his skills though she had yet to see it, and Josh commended her for that. Her seemingly trusting personality, though not as bright and peppy as Cecilia's, reminded him of Ceci. He tried not to think too much of it, to wash away those good and awful memories involving her. Instead, he focused on performing the charm and countercurse correctly, running the image of the feather through his head.
Cepheus volunteered Brianna and performed the charm on her. It was weak, something a third-year would perform on his first try. Not bad, just...expected. Josh nodded at Cepheus before raising his wand to perform the countercurse. "Finite Incantatem," he said, and the tickling immediately stopped. He looked over at Brianna, wanting to be kind to her as she had been to him so far. Good deeds, no matter how small they were, didn't go unnoticed by Josh's sharp gray eyes. Still, he was awkward with kindness of any size, both in giving and taking it. "I think it's only fair you get to choose who goes next. And if you'd like, we can take turns with the countercurse."
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Josh McLachlan
Moving on
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Brianna
September 03, 2012 3:30 PM
Onto better topics... by Brianna
Brianna had been under the impression that as ‘true gentlemen’ they would have taken the step back to allow Brianna to try the spell first because that would have been the polite thing to do. Instead, Cepheus chose her to be the guinea pig and made it as though he was being polite about it. Brianna just wanted to smack the smirk off his face. Already she didn’t like him. He didn’t even really give her a chance to say no she didn’t want to be the victim first. Brianna was always the guinea pig whether she wanted to be or not. At home or at school, the spells were always thrown at her. In this moment, she thought Cepheus was selfish and not at all what ‘proper’ Purebloods are taught to be. That was her opinion on the matter at any rate. It was strange knowing that he was good friends with Gareth. Gareth was the sort of guy who would offer to play the guinea pig first just so that she didn’t have to. He was a real gentlemen.The spell hit her and Brianna felt herself lose control for a brief moment as she began to giggle. It felt strange to be laughing when she wasn’t in the mood to laugh. It wasn’t a full on forceful laugh or anything, just giggles, but still, it was unnerving to not have control over oneself to stop that. Thankfully, McLachlan didn’t waste time and force her to giggle for a long period of time. As soon as the counter curse on her, Brianna felt relieved to not be giggling any longer. Her ribs sort of hurt too, but she supposed that would have happened laughing naturally too. Not that she does that very often.
“Thank you.” Brianna said when she caught her breath and could actually speak. She gave a look to Cepheus, “I’d appreciate it if next time you didn’t volunteer me for things. Discussions work just as well.” Brianna never usually stood up for herself, but a summer of not being picked on and raised her confidence enough to have a voice. Even if it was only minimal. At McLachlan’s offer, Brianna took a moment to figure out what it was that she wanted. Although she sort of wanted to throw the spell back at Cepheus, she felt that wouldn’t be fair for the three of them because it meant that Josh didn’t have the spell on him and one of them had to have it twice.
“How about I try the spell on you, Maximilian?” She said his name quietly and hesitantly because she wasn’t sure if that’s what he was actually called. She still thought it was a different nickname, but Max didn’t sound right. “And then you can work it on Cepheus?” She felt this was the best way to go about it and this way, she could do the countercurse on McLachlan too.
“If that’s alright with you.” She wasn’t going to perform it until she got the okay. Unlike certain other students in their group…
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Onto better topics...
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Cepheus
September 04, 2012 1:03 PM
New Topic: Go. by Cepheus
Cepheus was rather impressed by how quick McLachlan reacted to the situation. He certainly did know at least this counter-curse rather well. Still, he would never give him the pleasure of knowing that. He had his pride to keep up. Immediately, however, the thought that perhaps it was the Princeton blood running through him that made him more adept magically. Of course, Cepheus quickly pushed the thought aside. He wasn’t even sure if he and McLachlan really were blood relatives yet.The female’s chastising angered Cepheus for a moment, but in another moment, it cooled. “Of course, m’lady,” he said, mocking a bow. Of course, he was supposed to be a gentleman, but there was no way he was going to submit himself to the tickling first. Not if he was going to be under McLachlan’s spell. He was proud of himself that his charm had worked on the first try. Brianna wasn’t one he had to worry about much. She didn’t seem like the type that he was supposed to be scouting out here, anyhow.
The way she spoke to McLachlan made Cepheus’s skin prickle. She was sympathetic to him which sort of disgusted Cepheus since he couldn’t imagine any one being sympathetic to this snarky bloke. Of course, not everyone had the pleasure of meeting McLachlan under the same circumstances as Cepheus.
When Brianna volunteered Cepheus to be charmed by McLachlan, he immediately stiffened. He had seen the way he’d cast that counter-curse. There was no way Cepheus wanted to be caught by his wand. Unfortunately, there didn’t seem to be any other way to even it out. Unless McLachlan performed the spell on Brianna. Then she would go twice and Cepheus wouldn’t have to go at all. Of course, all this would be brilliant in a perfect world, but alas, it was not.
It was a moot point, so Cepheus begrudgingly shrugged his agreement. It was best not to agree whole-heartedly, or it would seem like he was inviting McLachlan to curse him. Or charm him, rather. It wasn’t like Brianna or McLachlan would care about his opinion anyway, knowing them as briefly as he had. At least he would be able to see what McLachlan looked like laughing like a fool.
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Cepheus
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Josh McLachlan
September 04, 2012 6:10 PM
Trembling. by Josh McLachlan
When Brianna took a moment to tell Cepheus that she didn’t appreciate the fact that he had volunteered her for something, Josh smirked to himself, though it quickly disappeared when she turned to him. Sometimes he thought that purebloods like Cepheus, haughty and thinking they knew everything, should be put in their place. Sometimes he wished he could do that to the young cousin he was forced to live with during the winter months. Well, summer in the States. Winter in Australia.Josh didn’t expect Brianna to volunteer him next. He had half been expecting her to take a little revenge on Cepheus and point the charm at him. Well, if she wanted to practice on him, he had no choice in the matter. The way she was talking to him was also unusual. She spoke gently, hesitantly, as if she wasn’t sure of something. She probably wasn’t sure if he was going be rude to her or snap at her for volunteering him. The way his reputation had gone, it was no surprise. He should probably try and change the expectations his peers had of him, but he wasn’t sure if it was really worth it.
It was also weird to hear his legal first name come out of her mouth. He had never heard anyone call him that to his face except during roll call. He wondered why in the world she would call him that, and then he remembered that he hadn’t corrected the professor earlier. The name “Maximilian” just made him feel uncomfortable. “It’s Josh,” he told her quietly. “And that’s fine.” He had to bear the spell sometime. This was class, after all.
The name “Maximilian” had come from Josh’s grandfather who was deceased by the time Josh had been sent to his grandmother’s in Scotland at a year old. Grandmother was the one who had refused to call him by his first name, calling him by his middle name “Joshua” instead. She had been clear of her reason why, too: Josh needed to prove himself before he started using his grandfather’s name. Maximilian meant “greatest” in Latin, and Josh, in his family’s eyes, had yet to prove himself to be the greatest. But Josh didn’t think he would ever be great in their eyes according to their standards. He would be glad to go by Joshua all his life if that was what his relatives wanted from him.
Josh prepared himself to take the spell, half wary of what might happen if Brianna missed or accidentally performed the charm wrong. He took the defensive stance, his wand facing the ground. Even though he knew he was going to take this spell for academic purposes, he was still anxious. His wand hand was twitching slightly. He had quick reflexes, but he had to mentally prepare himself not to involuntarily dodge nor deflect the spell as it came. He took a deep breath and then nodded his assent to Brianna. “Go ahead.” His wand hand wouldn’t stop trembling.
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Josh McLachlan
Trembling.
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Josh McLachlan
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Brianna
September 06, 2012 10:18 PM
Are you nervous? by Brianna
Josh! That was it! She knew it wasn’t anything to do with his first name, but for the life of her, she couldn’t remember what the name had been. Now it made sense. She didn’t know where Josh came from, but assumed it was either his middle name or some name that was important to her family. Brianna’s middle name was her Father’s mother, Mayumi. She wasn’t sure if she would ever be able to answer to that name. It was a beautiful name, exotic, different. But she already felt different and having a unique name would just force her out into the spot light even more. Well, that last part might not actually be true since there were a lot of people in this school who had strange names, but she still felt like she would be shone more attention than she wanted. “Right, Josh, sorry, I knew that.” She said, shaking her head slightly in embarrassment.She was relieved to find that he wasn’t offended or upset that she asked to try the spell on him. She was being a little selfish because, although she was confident in her spell work because she wasn’t under pressure with it like she was in Defense, and having studied up on it over the summer, she knew she could handle it. But, she also knew that Josh’s spell work was likely to be stronger and, therefore, more worth it to have him charm Cepheus rather than her. But, more so than her selfishness, she knew it was the only way to be fair for each of them.
At his ready, Brianna lifted her wand arm and took a breath. It was easy for her to picture him laughing, even if she had never seen it. How come the kids back in New York City couldn’t use this spell against her? She didn’t think she would mind laughing uncontrollably over having her collar bone shattered or pushed repeatedly into walls, or slapped in the face ‘accidentally’. Laughing seemed so much more doable to her. “Rictusempra.” She stated calmly and watched the effect of the charm as it hit him. It was stronger than Cepheus’s but probably not as strong as it could have been.
She didn’t wait long before stating the countercurse. She didn’t know if she was supposed to let Cepheus try it or not, but she didn’t think Josh would appreciate it if Cepheus couldn’t do it and he was stuck for a longer period of time laughing. Her countercurse wasn’t as good, she had learned it a while ago in the hopes of being able to stop any curse thrown at her at home, but she never actually had to use it because they usually just used their fists. But, it worked enough to at least give Josh the chance to finish it completely.
"Sorry, it's been awhile since I practice that. I'll do better next time." She apologized to Josh, but gave him a smile anyway. "Your turn now."
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Brianna
Are you nervous?
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Cepheus
September 07, 2012 1:24 PM
<i>I</i> should be the nervous one. by Cepheus
So McLachlan liked to be called ‘Josh’. That was something Cepheus had known, but had forgotten in the course of his busy social life. He knew it was McLachlan’s middle name, though why he used it was a mystery to him. Then again, Cepheus didn’t really care enough to find out. He and his family didn’t use middle names. Names were supposed to be short and sweet and memorable. Hence the use of constellations as first names.Cepheus watched Brianna get ready to charm him, eager to see McLachlan at the mercy of someone else’s wand. Perhaps something good could come out of being partnered with the bloke. He smirked as the spell hit him, watching as McLachlan reacted to the charm. Brianna wasn’t too bad at this, and he wondered if she practised it herself in her room or something or during the summer. Ceph bet McLachlan practised the charm in his room all the time or in the bloody library. Ha.
Too soon, Brianna cast the counter-curse, and then Cepheus knew it was his turn. He had never had a reason to learn the counter-curse, and he wasn’t exactly in the DADA class that taught him such things. At home, he couldn’t do magic which irritated Ceph to no end because he couldn’t practise the spells he’d learnt from school nor the jinxes Dorian told him about. It was rather ridiculously sad, but at least he could practise them to his heart’s content here at school without his parental supervision. Honestly, they were breathing down his neck at home now that he was ‘betrothed’ again or some nonsense. He’d rather not think about it.
However, pushing away thoughts of his betrothal lead back to his current situation. McLachlan using a spell on him. Cepheus was a bit petrified—just a bit—at being at the mercy of McLachlan’s wand. He pretended he wasn’t, though, trying to downplay his fear by brushing imaginary lint off his robes and pretending to ready himself. If he was being honest, he would most likely never be ready. Still, better now than later.
Cepheus cleared his throat and raised his head high to try and look down at the fifth year. Of course, it didn’t work very well since McLachlan was so much taller. He cleared his throat again and tried to shape his expression to look bored. “Go on, then. Get it over with, mate,” he drawled, trying not to show his fear of the older and more experienced bloke.
It was one thing to be frightened of McLachlan and his apparent adeptness at wand-work. It was definitely another thing to show that fear. Cepheus had too much Princeton pride in himself to allow that to happen, and so he shut his eyes. At least it wasn’t DADA and at least they weren’t cursing each other. It was just a tickling charm. What harm could it do, really?
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Cepheus
<i>I</i> should be the nervous one.
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Josh McLachlan
September 09, 2012 4:05 PM
You have a right to be right about...now by Josh McLachlan
The moment Josh saw Brianna raise her wand to cast the spell, his body tensed up like a board, bracing himself against...laughing. He was used to dodging and bracing himself for harder curses. His agility skills had been getting better since he was seven years old when he had lived with another uncle in England. Things had been awful there and though Josh felt little pity for anyone, he actually felt bad for his cousins who were forced to call that man "Father" and live under his thumb. At least Josh had been able to escape it after a year.But that was all besides the point. The charm came straight at him and right on impact, he felt the effects immediately. It was impossible to hold it in. It felt like he was being tickled both inside and out. He writhed around where he stood, laughing unwillingly, his usually cold and unfriendly face brightening with smiles. He could hardly stand the feeling of being tickled. He could see why it felt like a torturous spell.
Brianna cast the countercurse after a moment and Josh was thankful. Even though the spell had been on him for a moment, he was slightly breathless. There were still lingering effects of the charm that made him twitch uncontrollably at random moments. That indicated that the countercurse hadn't been done very strongly, meaning it was going to take a little longer for the charm to fade. He had to take a deep breath and let it all out to feel at least a little normal again. Brianna apologized for not doing the countercurse as well. It was true, she hadn't done all that well if his sudden twitch was of any indication, but he shook his head. "It's not an easy one," he told her. Maybe he'd have her do the countercurse on Cepheus.
It wasn't too hard to see that Cepheus was at least a little afraid of him and it made Josh swell with pride. He was very proud of his magical abilities and his intelligence. He was great with his wand, knew most of the spells they had learned in classes and then some, and was an adept potions brewer. And then the feeling of pride that Josh had felt made him sick to his stomach. He didn't want people to fear him because he could probably curse them into oblivion.
Still, that didn't make the temptation to do so now any less inviting. As Josh pointed his wand at Cepheus, the thought crossed his mind to use the charm on full force against the third-year who had been a thorn in his side ever since Josh had arrived. He could do it, make the charm so strong that Cepheus couldn't even stand. He could make the boy wish he had never partnered with him in the first place.
But he didn't want to.
When Cepheus closed his eyes, Josh swallowed down the seemingly hereditary desire to take revenge when he could do so with no consequences. He didn't want to be like his uncles. He didn't want to be like his grandfather. His parents' mysterious death came to mind, solidifying his desire to stay above the fray the McLachlans liked to start.
With that in mind, the spell left Josh's wand and hit its intended target. The charm wasn't so powerful that it crippled the boy, but it was enough to make the gentle tickling poignant enough to cause twitching and writhing and whatever else someone did when they were tickled. After the spell was said, Josh lowered his wand, watching Cepheus with his sharp grey eyes, smiles gone. He cast a glance at Brianna, alerting her to the fact that he would cast the countercurse, and then did so with a flourish of his wand. It had hardly been a minute of torture.
Now that they had all taken a turn, Josh turned to his group at a loss of what to do next. He enjoyed working with people only when he had a purpose and a goal to reach. If there was no goal, then what were they going to do? Apparently turning to do other homework was not the right way to go according to Reggie's reaction last year to that.
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Josh McLachlan
You have a right to be right about...now
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Brianna
September 09, 2012 11:40 PM
And now onto...? by Brianna
It was a little strange to see Josh laughing. She didn’t know him at all and couldn’t say for certain that this was actually a normal occurrence, but she had never seen it. Of course, some people might say the same for her as well. Brianna didn’t really laugh very often. Here or at home. She wasn’t really sure why. Okay, that was a lie. At home, there was nothing to laugh about. She was laughed at quite often from the other kids, but she didn’t really do much laughing herself. Sometimes she did when she hung around Attoria, but even that was rare. She felt like her slave sometimes and not a friend.At Sonora, Brianna didn’t feel like she really had friends, so, she didn’t have inside jokes or people to laugh with. She was friendly with people, like Linus, or Michael, and she liked her roommate, Valerie, but she always felt bad for Valerie because the girl got sick all the time. She didn’t want to make it worse for her roommate and joke around with her. Besides, Brianna felt like her roommates was sick more often than not and couldn’t be bothered. So, Brianna just stayed away. Even though Sonora was her safe haven from the world, she was still very lonely here.
Watching him now, Brianna couldn’t help the smile on her face. He looked so nice when he laughed. Forced or not. He was actually really nice to look at. She hadn’t noticed before because she was so nervous. But, he hadn’t ripped her head off or yelled at her or anything, so, she felt more relaxed and now she could see him.
Realizing her train of thought, Brianna looked away from him and tried to ignore the heat in her cheeks. She never thought these things about her classmates. It was too strange to look at them that way. Besides, it wasn’t like anything would come from it. No one would want to date someone like her. She was awkward looking in the face, too skinny, she didn’t have the best of clothes, and she could hardly hold a conversation. There was absolutely nothing special about her that would have anyone remotely interested in her in that way. It was something she realized not long ago when she noticed how all the other girls in her year and the year above her were so much prettier than she was.
Brianna watched the boys quietly as the spell hit Cepheus. She was trying not to find glee in seeing him laugh like an idiot, but there was a part of her that was happy about it. She was bullied so much by guys just like him where they had the attitudes to believe they had rights over everyone else, it served them right to be pushed a peg or two down. But Josh didn’t seem to want to make it last because he sent the countercurse on him and the laughing ended.
And now it was back to the beginning again.
“Cepheus, do you want to try the spell again? Give you a chance to really have it down?” She asked him, figuring they would just do the rounds again until they were comfortable with it. She wouldn’t mind to have another go at it, just to see Josh laugh again, but she also wanted to make sure she had more confidence in the countercurse.
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Brianna
And now onto...?
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Cepheus
September 11, 2012 12:15 PM
Revenge! by Cepheus
The spell hit and Cepheus doubled over with laughter. It was powerful as he expected, though not enough to make him start rolling on the floor uncontrollably. Perhaps McLachlan wasn't as good as he thought. Still, he laughed so hard it almost hurt, and Cepheus wanted some revenge when McLachlan used the counter-curse on him. It had seemed like the charm was on him forever. It wasn't a spell he was going to be using on himself any time soon. Merlin.His side didn't even hurt, but Cepheus put a hand there as he stood up, not even fully breathless. It had felt good to have a good laugh, but still, Cepheus didn't appreciate the fact that it had been forced. He'd rather be in his dorm room with his roommate laughing about something ridiculous instead of here with strangers acting like some ninny.
They were done, but Cepheus wanted to have another go. He wasn't satisfied with the way his charm had turned out after experiencing one and seeing another, both better than his own. Even though Cepheus was the youngest in the group, he didn't want that to stop him from being the best. Of course, if McLachlan couldn't really do his best in class, then perhaps Cepheus had a chance.
Cepheus nodded at Brianna. "Yes, I do." He glanced over at McLachlan. "Would you like to change it up a bit? I do it on 'Joshua', he does it to you, and you can do it on me?" This could go on forever, but, in all honesty, he was perhaps more willing to be under Brianna's charm than McLachlan's. At least he knew Brianna didn't downright hate him as he was certain McLachlan did. And knowing the McLachlan family's infamous reputation, it wasn't difficult to see 'Josh' acting on his hatred and doing something drastic. It was bad enough he'd been under McLachlan's spell once. He didn't want it to happen again.
With that said, Cepheus waited for someone to volunteer or agree, and when they were ready, he said, "Rictusempra!" and the charm this time had a bit more of a kick to it. It wasn't to the degree of McLachlan's, but most definitely stronger than the last. Feeling the magic seep out of him, Cepheus felt proud of his spell this time around. Practise, as Cepheus had discovered, usually made things perfect. Now that he was in intermediate courses, he knew he would have to avoid partnering with McLachlan at all costs. Lesson learned. He just hoped the professor wouldn't force them to partner with different years again.
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Cepheus
Revenge!
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Josh McLachlan
September 27, 2012 1:58 PM
Why me? by Josh McLachlan
Years of practicing charms, countercurses, and different spells had made Josh less jumpy than most people. He had lived with different relatives for years, each telling him that he wasn’t worth the life he was living. His parents were dead and they all blamed him for it even though none of them would tell Josh just how his parents had been killed, or why. Josh himself didn’t know what to believe when it came to people, she he stuck to books and observations. It wasn’t safe to actually go out on the field for his anthropological hypotheses, and so he was quiet and kept to himself.Going to school was quickly changing that since he was being forced to interact with his peers. Not all of them had been terribly horrible yet, and few had outright shunned him because of his name. Almost none, actually. Josh was impressed by the people in Sonora, but then he guessed that they didn’t all know of the McLachlans. The McLachlans in America were more on the East Coast, and the United States was a pretty large country. Having spent most of his adolescent life on an island, it was a little hard to imagine just how big the States was.
Hearing his nickname come out of Cepheus’s mouth made Josh cringe a little. It sounded unnatural and Cepheus said it in a sort of menacing way. He didn’t like it, but he wasn’t about to stop him. He probably should have known something like this was going to come about. Cepheus didn’t seem like the guy to mindlessly take a spell standing up without wanting to shoot it back. But Josh held his tongue and told himself to take it gracefully. It wouldn’t be too bad, if Cepheus’s first try was of any indication.
The younger boy was quick to dispatch the charm, and Josh could feel it acting a little stronger than it had looked on Brianna. Maybe this was Cepheus’s desire for revenge making it stronger. Josh tried really hard not to give into it, but he couldn’t help smiling and laughing a little with his mouth closed. It was an uncomfortable sensation, being tickled, and Josh decided that he didn’t like it. After this, he never wanted to experience it again.
The spell was still going on, and Josh felt like it had gone on long enough, so he glanced over at Brianna, wondering if she was going to perform the countercurse any time soon. If she didn’t in the next few minutes, he would do it himself if he could spit out the incantation properly. Though Cepheus’s charm wasn’t all that strong enough to make him incoherent and roll on the floor laughing out loud, it was enough to probably hinder his speech and arm movements a little.
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Josh McLachlan
Why me?
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Brianna
September 30, 2012 2:16 AM
Better you than me... by Brianna
When Brianna saw the spell hit Cepheus, she flinched. She had never really thought of laughing as being something vicious, but watching Cepheus laugh the way he was without warrant and knowing that the smile was not reaching his eyes was almost scary and painful to watch. She was glad that Josh’s spell work had been used against Cepheus and not on herself. She had never really laughed much in her life, but when she did it was with reason. Laughing to the point of tears for no reason but for someone else’s will just didn’t seem right. She might have hated this worse than being punched in the face the way she often was from the kids back home.After all of the it was said and done, Cepheus agreed to want to do the spells again…only, he wanted to change the order of things. This meant that although she would be able to cast the spell onto him… Josh would be throwing the spell at her and after watching what happened to Cepheus, Brianna wasn’t so sure she could survive it with dignity. Josh, however, seemed to agree with Cepheus and so, when Cepheus was ready to dispatch the spell, Josh was prepared.
The spell seemed to have been stronger than the one that had been on Brianna, so at least Cepheus really was learning and growing. Brianna found herself watching Josh struggle to not laugh and hoped that he would just let it go and laugh. But then she realized that she was staring and Josh looked uncomfortable beneath the chuckles. She brought up her wand and sent the counter curse at him. Her spell was much better than the last one because she was more confident and since Cepheus’s curse was still weaker than hers had been, it was easier for her to remove. But, now that the spell was removed from Josh, it meant that it was his turn to cast it onto her?
“Er…okay, so, it’s your turn now.” Brianna stated to Josh with an uncertain smile. “Please be gentle. I embarrass easily.” She semi-joked. She really did embarrass easily, but more than that, she didn’t want to hate laughing for the rest of her life if he made her laugh so hard that she cracked a rib or something. Josh apparently had talent with his wand and she did not like the idea of having him point it her way, even if it was for a few laughs.
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Brianna
Better you than me...
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Cepheus
October 03, 2012 5:39 PM
And better <i>you</i> than me. by Cepheus
Cepheus was disappointed by how quickly his spell on McLachlan was over. The counter-curse Brianna used seemed to work better this time around as well, only adding to Cepheus's disappointment. Anyhow, it was McLachlan's turn and this time he wouldn't be the one under his wand. It was a little daunting to see that Brianna was a bit scared to be under McLachlan's spell too. They were both quickly learning that he was not a force to be messed with, at least in regards to magical ability. But Cepheus knew McLachlan had to have a weakness somewhere. If Cepheus cared enough, he would have looked into it, but he had too much of his personal life to worry about.'Embarrassing easily' was the least of Cepheus's worries. He hadn't had much hope for a tickling charm, but it was proving to be a force to reckon with. Ceph could just see someone actually getting hurt by a charm like this, though it would be more internal damage that out. He had broken his wrist last year, but that had been with a glorious victory during a Quidditch match. Saying that he had gotten his rib broken during a duel was one thing, but saying that it was the tickling charm that had done it? That certainly would be embarrassing. Perhaps being embarrassed by this charm could happen in more ways than one.
He watched as Brianna prepared herself for the spell and Cepheus almost felt like gritting his teeth in anticipation. It was a lot more frightening being under the spell than watching it happen to someone else, but it was still nerve-wracking nevertheless. It hadn't been so terrible watching McLachlan suffer under the charm, but watching McLachlan administer it to a girl was quite another thing.
Cepheus had never been really into researching jinxes and duelling charms before, so he was surprised to be learning one in his charms class. He only knew jinxes from Dorian, his cousin who had learnt them at his school, and Ceph hadn't really used them on anyone yet. He didn't dislike anyone here that much, and even if he did have a sworn enemy, he would most likely be too scared of the repercussions, though he would never admit that to anyone. It was good to have it just in case, he supposed, though in comparison to some of the harsher jinxes, the tickling charm wasn't one he would use first.
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Cepheus
And better <i>you</i> than me.
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Josh McLachlan
October 05, 2012 4:40 PM
We're all taking turns. by Josh McLachlan
Josh didn't know what to make of Brianna's comment. He wasn't sure if he embarrassed easily, but that hadn't stopped any of them from not administering the charm. Maybe she was joking, but Josh couldn't be sure. He hadn't how cryptic everyone's speech was. A lifetime trying to dig into everyone's words was just so time-consuming and that was one of the biggest reasons why Josh stuck to his books. They were more straight-forward.In response, he just nodded, as if he was agreeing although he didn't really know how to be gentle with this charm. Casting the charm was easy and monitoring its strength was simple enough, but knowing what the difference was between gentle and not gentle was going to be difficult. Josh considered this charm to be gentle in itself. Tickling was not something that could kill a person, unless their rib cracked or their heart and lungs ruptured, but that wasn't as horrible as some of the other curses he had witnessed in use before.
Maybe he was putting too much thought into it, but Josh was always analyzing and over-analyzing everything. It was what he did. So when he cast the spell on Brianna, he tried to imagine what gentle was. It took a conscious effort to lessen the power of the spell, and it was less powerful than it had been on Cepheus. He realized then that there would be no one to perform the countercurse except for him since he highly doubted Cepheus could perform it right, he just being a third-year.
Josh let Brianna suffer under the charm for just a minute or two before performing the countercurse. The charm this time around hadn't been that horrible. It probably wasn't the most pleasant experience in the world for Brianna and made Josh feel a little strange watching her being forced to laugh, but it was a lot better than practicing curses on each other. "I hope that was gentle enough," he said seriously. "It's your turn now," he continued, nodding to Brianna before looking down at his scuffed shoes.
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Josh McLachlan
We're all taking turns.
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Brianna
October 06, 2012 4:54 PM
And now it really is <i>yours</i> by Brianna
Brianna prepared herself to take the spell and when it hit her, she couldn’t help the eruption of laughter that overcame her. She laughed to the point of tears. She wasn’t sure if the spell was less of what he had done for Cepheus, but she still felt rather odd under it. Laughing felt good. Really good. She wasn’t sure if she had ever laughed quite so hard before, certainly not to the point of tears. What did that mean for her? Was it so terrible of a laugh that laughing like a normal teenager was so foreign to her that it scared her?The laughing didn’t necessarily hurt. She wasn’t in pain or anything; it just felt strange because there was no reason behind the hysterics. It didn’t seem right to be laughing, but she had no control over it and so her laugh was alien and disturbing to her own ears. More so than just having never laughed before.
She felt like she was laughing forever and couldn’t understand why Josh wouldn’t have already placed the counter-curse on her to end this. Brianna had always hated her mouth ever since she was little. Her overly large lips had been the focal point for the kids back home for making fun of her. She had tried very hard to make sure her mouth was not the one thing that people noticed about her while she was here at Sonora. This was the main reason why her long brown hair was always down and usually in her face was to avoid people noticing her mouth. This lesson was strictly focused on her mouth and she was not enjoying it.
And then he finally ended it and Brianna was left feeling slightly winded and a little breathless. She wiped some of tears from her cheeks and taking a moment to compose herself once again. “Yes, thank you.” She replied, even though she really had no idea if it had been gentle. At least she wasn’t on the floor like an idiot. She took a breath and pointed her wand at Cepheus. She didn’t really like him, but she no longer felt a real need to want to see him laugh like an idiot. Still, she wanted to get the spell down and thus, she cast it with as much confidence and ability as she had the first time and watched as her target was hit with the same, if not more, power as before.
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Brianna
And now it really is <i>yours</i>
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