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As Cela continued to murmur, Propsero took to watching the duel most intently. It was nice. Kinda. Watching while Cela seemed to sing to herself. At least he took it to be singing, and thus thought nothing more on it as he himself possessed the habit of humming when met with almost any task.
"Make it? You know I wouldn't miss this for the world. It's not every day we get to see a thing like this. One of your best productions, Hux! If not your very best." His smile was large and had a rather unfeeling quality to it as that of a fully engaged sociopath, but this was perhaps one of the most honest words he spoke in a while.
His smile grew yet larger. "That you can see." He said offering Huxley his omniocculars. "Snake's AFLAME!" He declared with an almost maniacal glee pointing towards the arena.
Giving Prospero a small incline of his head, Samuel couldn't help but grin even if it was only a very small one. It had been a very entertaining show if he did say so himself. "Perhaps you could spread the word around then." He could see it now, sort of like a traveling side show going all around the world.
He took the omniocculars from Prospero and hit the replay button and laughed evilly and then turned back to the man beside him, "We're really getting our money's worth with these two." Samuel handed the omniocculars back and continued to watch the duel in live action.
And then in true spectacular form they had themselves a winner!
Samuel moved forward and waved his wand over the arena cancelling out all the spells that had been cast and then stood over the winner. "You won. Congratulations" he said in a sour voice. Not one to show any emotions was dear old Samuel, "Now get your butt back up to the castle."
He walked over to the other girl the one had lost and pointed his wand at her. Samuel sent a silent 'enervate' and then bent over her. "Oi. Time to get up sleepy head and get yourself back to the school." And just as he had with every other duel, Samuel walked away not caring about their injuries or state of mind but on how much money he head earned that night.
He stood beside Prospero but his eyes were on the blond that was beside him. "I need her back" he said and finally looking away from her and his gaze resting on Prospero. "Would you have a problem with that?"