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Ashwinder · 09-03-2010, 03:07 PM

Text Cut: The Group of People

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Originally Posted by Ameh

He still wasn't sure if this was a good idea.

Turning the little slip of paper over in his hands, Raiden stared at it, his own name neatly printed on one side. The 'Hogwarts 7th Year' written just beneath it looked as oddly out of place as he felt. People had had polar reactions to him suggesting he might do this very thing. There had been encouragement from some, and just flat-out "Dear Merlin, what the hell is wrong with you" from others. He understood both sides.

On one hand, he was an adult now. He'd proved himself capable of being such. He knew what responsibility was, and he knew the repercussions of trying to get around it. But on the other hand, he was also still young, and sometimes felt woefully incompetent at some things. And what if this proved to be one of those things?

Eyes flicked to Sabel and Kellen, at least one of which he knew would do exactly what he was considering doing right now. Sabel had that 'Gryffindor courage' in extreme. Kellen... Kellen wouldn't. He was too cautious and uninclined to do it.

Stuck. Stuck. His eyes settled on Arya, and he didn't realise he was staring at her as he stood there, brain sorting through this.

Should he?

Should he not?

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Originally Posted by Tazenhani

He was glad Kellen was there, to keep him from dipping too far into his sour and distant mood. He didn't want to discuss life and death right now. Maybe some excitement about the challenges that would be presented in the tournament, something to get his mind off the topic of mortality, but only Kellen seemed game for that. He gave his friend a small smile at the jab at his clumsiness. "Unfortunately, you did not design the cup, so I do not believe it would have such intelligence to do such a thing."

His eyes flicked to the other kid as he ducked his head a little from Kellen's rougher hand. They had forgotten introductions. "Sabel Dakest. This is Kellen Stern, Arya Lovegoods and Raiden Kururugi." Aka the boy staring at Arya looking about as nervous as those kids fearing growing a beard if they stepped over the line. He spared a small wave at the older boy, hoping that his pain was masked enough that Raiden's undying perception wouldn't find it. "Long time no see, stranger."

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Originally Posted by Ameh

He wasn't focusing. The staring eyes were a bit glazed, far away as he considered both sides, both options. To do it, or not to do it. It really couldn't hurt... wasn't like it was a sure thing he'd be chosen, after all.

He'd heard his own name, attention snapping back to present, and he looked over at Sabel. "Hey mate."

His eyes went back to the paper in his hands. It... didn't need to say seventh year, did it? It was something he wrote out of habit, especially since he was fairly sure most professors had no clue what year he was, most times. Brow furrowed, he tapped the parchment with his wand, and the words rearranged.

Raiden Jae Kururugi.
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

They'd know, if it came out, that he was old enough.

When he noticed Nia stepping into the chalk circle, he straightened up a bit, watching intently. All fidgeting with his own slip of paper stopped, and when she approached, he gave her a sheepish sort of smile.

"That's all a matter of opinion, innit," he said, folding and unfolding his name. "I guess the Goblet gets to decide that in the end?"

She thought he should, though. It wasn't Neptune or Lexi or some other giggly person making eyes at him while egging him on to 'eternal glory'. Nia might have been smiling and excited, but her encouragement felt altogether different, and Raiden nodded.

He stepped over the line, up to the Goblet, and watched as the dancing flames devoured his name. Watching after it for a moment, almost amused, he wondered exactly how it chose. And who it would choose.

Stepping back across the line, he grinned at Nia and leaned toward her conspiritorially.

"If that thing somehow shoots one or both of our names out... let's make it fun, at least." He didn't know the chances of that happening, but if they ended up involved, then at least they should enjoy it, right? "Eternal glory be damned."

Who needed it. He glanced at Sabel again.

"If your name comes out... be careful?"

Gryffindor 'bravery' and all.

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Originally Posted by grangerfan8

"But do you think the beard itched?" She looked over at the new face, momentarily distracted from her conversations about death. "I wonder how long they had the beards. Like was it present all term or just a few days." The stories never said. "I bet it was funny though." She said to both Treyen and the Ravenclaw girl, still wanting to see someone underage cross the line.

Her eyes flicked from the Ravenclaw girl to Kellen when he told a shortened version of the story. She knew what had really killed Cedric, and his retelling didn't convince her that Sabel should be a Triwizard Champion. "Just because he didn't die from the tournament doesn't mean he couldn't have." She mumbled eyes floating back to the cup.

The girl also knew that if Sabel was chosen he would have to participate, whether he had a change of heart or not. There was no point in her trying to convince him that the tournament was too dangerous.

Besides it wasn't guaranteed that Sabel would be one of the champions picked. Lots of students were entering their name into the cup, so his chances were slim.

Arya looked around them when Sabel gave introductions, but who was he giving them to? The Ravenclaw girl? No, he was speaking to Treyen, and it made her grin a little. "I already know Treyen." He was her soon to be skating buddy. Hehe.

Her eyes drifted over to Raiden, curious as to what had brought him to the cup. Was he here for the reasons Kellen was or Sabel's. Apparently Sabel's as she watched the boy walk the line and enter his name in the cup. That was two of her friends willing to risk their life for eternal glory and a shiny cup. The chances of one of them getting picked were getting higher.

Slipping from in between Sabel and Kellen, she moved over to Raiden to give him hugs. "Both of you should be careful." She wasn't to keen on losing any friends this term.

"That settles it," Kellen faux-scoffed at Sabel's words, "if they ever want the Goblet re-designed, I'll be sure to put my name in for the design team. For the sake of all future Sabels."

He turned at Sabel's call and grinned at Raiden. Another of his friends was putting their name in! Suddenly he was conflicted, and he tapped a finger off his chin as he considered his options, "Well now I'm not sure what to do... maybe you two could decide on a common pompom colour." Because he didn't think it would be possible for him to shake four at the same time.

"Just because our train didn't crash on the way here, doesn't mean it couldn't have," Kellen returned cheerfully to Arya. Though really, he was pretty sure the Hogwarts Express had about a billion charms on it to prevent such a thing.

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Originally Posted by Eli Jarod

"I was reading about age lines. It says if you cross the age line when you aren't of-age, the charm goes into effect. And the Goblet requires your parchment to be dropped directly from a hand, so simply levitating it won't work. But I wonder. D'you think putting it into the hands of another would do the job? I mean, like if I gave my parchment to an older student... or..."

He took a small mouse out of his pocket. "What if I gave a parchment to this little guy and levitated him up into the goblet? Do you think that would work? I think it would deflect the effects of the age charm onto him, as he's obviously not of-age. But the parchment would make it in." He glanced around at the older students. "Do you think that would work?"

Interesting theory. Kellen considered it before answering, "I don't think so. The Goblet probably has some modified charms on it to ensure that the name on the parchment came from that same person's hand. Even if it did select your name, it might magically bind the mouse into the contract of champions, and not you."

As far as the levitation went, Kellen had a theory about that too, "It might, that's true, but it's also possible that the Age Line will pick up on the levitation charm and backfire the effects of crossing it onto the caster of the spell."

Maybe he was over-analyzing it, maybe not.

09-03-2010, 03:07 PM	#57 (permalink)
Ashwinder MO Puffskein Join Date: Sep 2009 Location: Staring at a Wall. Posts: 2,285 Hogwarts RPG Name: Elias Inkwell First Year x7	Snake disguised as Raven Browncoat Text Cut: The Group of People Quote: Originally Posted by Ameh He still wasn't sure if this was a good idea. Turning the little slip of paper over in his hands, Raiden stared at it, his own name neatly printed on one side. The 'Hogwarts 7th Year' written just beneath it looked as oddly out of place as he felt. People had had polar reactions to him suggesting he might do this very thing. There had been encouragement from some, and just flat-out "Dear Merlin, what the hell is wrong with you" from others. He understood both sides. On one hand, he was an adult now. He'd proved himself capable of being such. He knew what responsibility was, and he knew the repercussions of trying to get around it. But on the other hand, he was also still young, and sometimes felt woefully incompetent at some things. And what if this proved to be one of those things? Eyes flicked to Sabel and Kellen, at least one of which he knew would do exactly what he was considering doing right now. Sabel had that 'Gryffindor courage' in extreme. Kellen... Kellen wouldn't. He was too cautious and uninclined to do it. Stuck. Stuck. His eyes settled on Arya, and he didn't realise he was staring at her as he stood there, brain sorting through this. Should he? Should he not? Quote: Originally Posted by Tazenhani He was glad Kellen was there, to keep him from dipping too far into his sour and distant mood. He didn't want to discuss life and death right now. Maybe some excitement about the challenges that would be presented in the tournament, something to get his mind off the topic of mortality, but only Kellen seemed game for that. He gave his friend a small smile at the jab at his clumsiness. "Unfortunately, you did not design the cup, so I do not believe it would have such intelligence to do such a thing." His eyes flicked to the other kid as he ducked his head a little from Kellen's rougher hand. They had forgotten introductions. "Sabel Dakest. This is Kellen Stern, Arya Lovegoods and Raiden Kururugi." Aka the boy staring at Arya looking about as nervous as those kids fearing growing a beard if they stepped over the line. He spared a small wave at the older boy, hoping that his pain was masked enough that Raiden's undying perception wouldn't find it. "Long time no see, stranger." Quote: Originally Posted by Ameh He wasn't focusing. The staring eyes were a bit glazed, far away as he considered both sides, both options. To do it, or not to do it. It really couldn't hurt... wasn't like it was a sure thing he'd be chosen, after all. He'd heard his own name, attention snapping back to present, and he looked over at Sabel. "Hey mate." His eyes went back to the paper in his hands. It... didn't need to say seventh year, did it? It was something he wrote out of habit, especially since he was fairly sure most professors had no clue what year he was, most times. Brow furrowed, he tapped the parchment with his wand, and the words rearranged. Raiden Jae Kururugi. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. They'd know, if it came out, that he was old enough. When he noticed Nia stepping into the chalk circle, he straightened up a bit, watching intently. All fidgeting with his own slip of paper stopped, and when she approached, he gave her a sheepish sort of smile. "That's all a matter of opinion, innit," he said, folding and unfolding his name. "I guess the Goblet gets to decide that in the end?" She thought he should, though. It wasn't Neptune or Lexi or some other giggly person making eyes at him while egging him on to 'eternal glory'. Nia might have been smiling and excited, but her encouragement felt altogether different, and Raiden nodded. He stepped over the line, up to the Goblet, and watched as the dancing flames devoured his name. Watching after it for a moment, almost amused, he wondered exactly how it chose. And who it would choose. Stepping back across the line, he grinned at Nia and leaned toward her conspiritorially. "If that thing somehow shoots one or both of our names out... let's make it fun, at least." He didn't know the chances of that happening, but if they ended up involved, then at least they should enjoy it, right? "Eternal glory be damned." Who needed it. He glanced at Sabel again. "If your name comes out... be careful?" Gryffindor 'bravery' and all. Quote: Originally Posted by grangerfan8 "But do you think the beard itched?" She looked over at the new face, momentarily distracted from her conversations about death. "I wonder how long they had the beards. Like was it present all term or just a few days." The stories never said. "I bet it was funny though." She said to both Treyen and the Ravenclaw girl, still wanting to see someone underage cross the line. Her eyes flicked from the Ravenclaw girl to Kellen when he told a shortened version of the story. She knew what had really killed Cedric, and his retelling didn't convince her that Sabel should be a Triwizard Champion. "Just because he didn't die from the tournament doesn't mean he couldn't have." She mumbled eyes floating back to the cup. The girl also knew that if Sabel was chosen he would have to participate, whether he had a change of heart or not. There was no point in her trying to convince him that the tournament was too dangerous. Besides it wasn't guaranteed that Sabel would be one of the champions picked. Lots of students were entering their name into the cup, so his chances were slim. Arya looked around them when Sabel gave introductions, but who was he giving them to? The Ravenclaw girl? No, he was speaking to Treyen, and it made her grin a little. "I already know Treyen." He was her soon to be skating buddy. Hehe. Her eyes drifted over to Raiden, curious as to what had brought him to the cup. Was he here for the reasons Kellen was or Sabel's. Apparently Sabel's as she watched the boy walk the line and enter his name in the cup. That was two of her friends willing to risk their life for eternal glory and a shiny cup. The chances of one of them getting picked were getting higher. Slipping from in between Sabel and Kellen, she moved over to Raiden to give him hugs. *"Both* of you should be careful." She wasn't to keen on losing any friends this term. "That settles it," Kellen faux-scoffed at Sabel's words, "if they ever want the Goblet re-designed, I'll be sure to put my name in for the design team. For the sake of all future Sabels." He turned at Sabel's call and grinned at Raiden. Another of his friends was putting their name in! Suddenly he was conflicted, and he tapped a finger off his chin as he considered his options, "Well now I'm not sure what to do... maybe you two could decide on a common pompom colour." Because he didn't think it would be possible for him to shake four at the same time. "Just because our train didn't crash on the way here, doesn't mean it couldn't have," Kellen returned cheerfully to Arya. Though really, he was pretty sure the Hogwarts Express had about a billion charms on it to prevent such a thing. Quote: Originally Posted by Eli Jarod** "I was reading about age lines. It says if you cross the age line when you aren't of-age, the charm goes into effect. And the Goblet requires your parchment to be dropped directly from a hand, so simply levitating it won't work. But I wonder. D'you think putting it into the hands of another would do the job? I mean, like if I gave my parchment to an older student... or..." He took a small mouse out of his pocket. "What if I gave a parchment to this little guy and levitated him up into the goblet? Do you think that would work? I think it would deflect the effects of the age charm onto him, as he's obviously not of-age. But the parchment would make it in." He glanced around at the older students. "Do you think that would work?" Interesting theory. Kellen considered it before answering, "I don't think so. The Goblet probably has some modified charms on it to ensure that the name on the parchment came from that same person's hand. Even if it did select your name, it might magically bind the mouse into the contract of champions, and not you." As far as the levitation went, Kellen had a theory about that too, "It might, that's true, but it's also possible that the Age Line will pick up on the levitation charm and backfire the effects of crossing it onto the caster of the spell." Maybe he was over-analyzing it, maybe not.