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Originally Posted by grangerfan8  "A different choice of words doesn't change your intent, Mr. Stern." She poked her tongue out at him playfully.
Tilting her head to the side, she watched as another person put their name into the cup. "I would like to see what would happen, but I don't think anyone will try." She wanted to see the beard though, it had to be really long. Maybe even touching the ground.
Arya ran her fingers through the side of her hair when Kellen poked her and glanced up at him with a slight frown. "I don't want him to loose a limb either." One armed hugs just weren't the same. Was he trying to be funny about the dragon thing? He wasn't, she knew just how dangerous they were.
SEE!?
Treyen knew what she was talking about. "....And if a Hufflepuff can get killed so can you." Cause puffs where awesome. She heard about the boy that died in the last tournament with Harry Potter. Stories man, she had heard lots.
"Most of them don't go to Hogwarts." She said pointedly. The fact that they were at Hogwarts made all the difference. Strange things happened in this castle, he should know that. Quote:
Originally Posted by SilverTiger Grayson mentally congratulated herself on her choice of position for watching the Goblet. The railing boosted her up just high enough that she could see whoever entered their name in, over the heads of the steadily growing crowd. A smile crept onto her face as she saw one of the Ravie prefects enter his name, as she also started sort of tuning in to the conversation between another Ravenclaw and those she assumed were some of his friends. Just because it had to do with the Goblet, the Age Line, and everything that was the reason she was perched here to begin with. But partway through her idle eavesdropping, her green eyes, still on the Goblet, caught the tiny figure of Diggy Greenwood dropping a paper into the flames. "Yay Diggy!," she called out, grinning that at least one person she considered a friend was an option for champion. That would just make it that much easier to support Hogwarts, not that she wouldn't anyway.
And as she shifted her weight slightly, settling back into watching mode as he left, she heard someone speak right next to her. Swiveling her blonde head, she regarded the Slytherin boy with a bit of curiosity. "Thank you. I think it is, and apparently not too many others have thought of it. It certainly makes it a lot easier to see what's going on," she commented. Wondering a bit why he'd thought to comment on it in the first place. But then, at least he wasn't trying to get her to jump down, not that she would anyway. She wanted to see what was going on, as long as she could. So she was going to hold her position until she absolutely had to leave. And then she caught wind of the earlier conversation she'd been listening to, and turned back to the group of students. "Well, back in Harry Potter's time, Fred and George tried to sneak past the Age Line, and they ended up with really crazy long beards. That made them look hilarious, or at least that's what the stories say," she informed them. Hmm, that made her wonder if the same spells were on this Age Line. And who she'd want to see get caught and end up with a silly beard. Definitely Legend, but perhaps there were others. Oooh, and now Cameron had entered her name. Cool, another person she knew. Quote:
Originally Posted by Ashwinder "I should charge a fee," Kellen mused, tapping his fingers off his chin thoughtfully. "Stern and Co. Researchers Inc. Providing fine services since..." His voice trailed off as he heard Sabel's tone to Arya, and fixed his friend with a scrutinizing look. He wasn't going to ask it, not right here, but Kellen was giving Sabel the 'I'm on to you, something's up' face.
He forced himself to be distracted by the young Puff's words, "Of course it attracts me, but I've learned that there's more than one way to get it. This... is not my way." Simple as that. And then he grinned, "Why thank you. I thought so too."
Further distracted from Sabel's expression by Arya's comment, Kellen snorted at her, "No, but it sure confuses and convinces a lot of people."
They were still on about this death thing, and Kellen felt the need for a brief history lesson lest Sabel have a flailing fit and try to pull his name back out again, "Lest we forget, it wasn't the Tournament in and of itself that killed Cedric. Whoever designed the Tournament didn't know that the cup would be charmed into a Portkey. That's like saying no one should play Quidditch in case a dementor gets onto the field. You can't predict things like that."
Feeling the need to lighten the air a little, Kellen ruffled Sabel's hair, "Besides, the Goblet will probably sense Sabel's tendency to trip over his own two feet and relegate him to the bleachers with the rest of us." 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.
Sigh. Perhaps Arya was right and no one will be trying that.
They'll never know.
Unless...his eyes went over to a girl who spoke about Harry Potter's times. True, that had happened.
On the other hand, Treyen eyed the Ravenclaw boy while he spoke of Cedric, "He was still competing in the Tournament" whether if was Voldemort who killed, that was another thing, but he was still competing.
But, ooooh, lookit! It was the dog!boy, and the dog!boy was also thinking of entering his name? Was the Head Boy thinking that Arya was the Goblet of Fire? Because the Goblet was the other way around, and his eyes seemed rather lost in thought. Maybe he got confused, the dog!boy.
Ack! Treyen didn't enjoy being reminded of that class. Pixie!Diggy was mean. And still owed him a butterbeer.
Introductions! The little Huffie boy had his eyes on the Gryffindor one as he introduced them all. Ahhhh, so the dog!boy was named Raiden...oh, well, that explains it, Professor Kingsley had called him by his name in that class, and Treyen thought he only meant the boy was a Raider. "I already know Arya" he said, almost at the same time as Arya told Sabel that she knew him. Haha. Funny.
And then Raiden placed his name between the blue flames of doom.
Awesomeness!
And he agreed with Arya, "Whether we all know that death could be around somewhere..." he couldn't help to think of Durmstrang, "...the most important thing is that you do what feels right, whether for fun or knowledge..." or eternal glory, and a pretty shiny cup, yes, cups were shiny, "...and try to think of the best possible way to gain life experience from the challenges" he said, with a smile, to both the boys who'd put their names in the Goblet, "And possibly win, because we all want Hogwarts to win" yeah, he wasn't entering, so all he wanted was that, seeing Hogwarts win, no?
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