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Post by Aesir MacLeod on Feb 21, 2008 21:13:05 GMT -5
"Was one hell of a night I would never want ter repeat again." he muttered as he closed the door. He shuffled over to his chair and placed his feet unceremoniously on the table once more. Opening a drawer, he pulled out a small flask.
"Care fer some?"
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Post by Aesir MacLeod on Feb 21, 2008 7:41:16 GMT -5
Aesir nodded along, scratching his stubble.
"Aye, the wards. Could use a bit of upkeepin for pest control. And as fer the nurses, there was only one who looked alright and didn't mind a quick pinch but the others...well, that was the pain killing magic talkin. Come on in. And what the bloody hell are ye talkin' about Gibbernatches and Cerebri? You get hurt in the fightin' too?" he said as he stepped aside, allowing Syhinad access to his messy quarters.
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Post by Aesir MacLeod on Feb 20, 2008 7:54:10 GMT -5
There were a few moments of silence before muffled grumbling could be heard. A few of the locks on the door were moved before the door was opened.
Aesir looked out into the hallway, at first looking grumpy, dishevelled and still tired from the events but his mood cheered some when he recognized his visitor.
"Oh, hey there. What's up?"
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Post by Aesir MacLeod on Feb 17, 2008 22:15:54 GMT -5
"Yeah, well ye left yer room just lookin' ter clear yer head, right? Didn't think ye'd run into any troubles? Or monsters? Well guess what- you just did. Just because you think it's unlikely doen't rule it out from actually happenin'. I thought Ravenclaws were supposed to be smart and rely on fact instead of chance alone. There is no rule for walking out this early in the mornin', but I just thought ye'd have the brains to stay in yer Common Room until an adult came in to say that the children were allowed to go out and play. Far as I can tell, this one probably followed you out. Now if I hear you say one more thing against me, so help me God, I don't know what I'll do next but yer not gonna like it." he continued with the same fuming anger.
This brat thought he had it all figured out. He thought he was tough, that he would be safe.
This kid would get torn to pieces and he doesn't even seem to be worried or contemplating the consequences. He's probably got a family, a family that cares about him... Lucky him.
Yer just jealous. It's nice havin' folks who care for ye.
It's true. Although, yer brother was always worth my respect.
He looked back to Arcturus.
"Now move."
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Post by Aesir MacLeod on Feb 17, 2008 21:39:05 GMT -5
Aesir's scowl grew dark as his gaze narrowed to the young man. His face almost went the color of his hair as he ground his teeth. He gave Arcturus a sharp and hard two fingered jab to the shoulder.
"Do I think...Yes! I bloody do! Now I'm not gonna have some prepubescent twit tell me that he's got the nuts ter wander these halls on his bloody own. I spent the entire evening in the med hall, spent a good few hours in absolute terror, bleedin' me life's blood thinkin' I was gonna die!!! Fine, ye can be brave little boy, be as brave as ye want! But being brave ain't gonna stop them from eaten ye alive, or havin' the Ministry goin' ter see yer family ter tell them ye decided ter be brave and get yerself killed! Far as I can tell, it was professor's who finished these things off, not you!" Aesir said menacingly as he then grabbed the young man by the ear and began to drag. "Now, yer coming with me ter the Hospital wing, and explain ter Zea winters why it is that House Ravenclaw has lost one hundred points."
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Post by Aesir MacLeod on Feb 16, 2008 10:25:34 GMT -5
Aesir looked between the two students in a surprised and angry manner. His mouth was slightly agape at the incredulity of it all.
"You were out because...this early in the morning? Do ye think that them ministry workers have ahd the time to search all the castle grounds yet if there are these things? Did ye stop ter think for a moment that if ye got caught by one, or more or something even stronger than those things ye'd be totally f'ing screwed!?" Aesir began, getting more and more angry as he went on. He started off at regular conversation level and slowly began to rise in volume as he progressively became more livid than scared. "So ye decided ter sneak out and take a gentle morning stroll in a monster infested castle after people nearly died because of them? Are ye daft? Retarded!?"
Not much better yerself. Yer on patrol duty and yer a squib.
I can...fly away if I have too...
Sissy. His glare turned to the first year. He'd seen him in class before. Occassionally did something silly but was usually well behaved.
Usually.
"And you. You know there's no using magic in the halls. And was that ye screaming like a banshee a few moments ago? Running down the hall? God, I aught ter dip ye in friggin barbeque sauce and hang ye out ter try while I ring a bell till those things come ter feast on ye! Ye might as well kill him and yerself now and save yerselves the pain of being torn ter wee shreds! What the hell were the two of ye thinkin'!? And why are ye just standin' there! Keep movin'!"
Aesir moved in behind them and began to herd them towards the Hospital Wing, cursing under his breath and looking over his shoulder every few moments.
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Post by Aesir MacLeod on Feb 15, 2008 6:42:02 GMT -5
Something quickly wheeled around one of the intersections, floating above the ground on the broom.
He was another shirt and coat since the previous night, but that was all that was changed; his pants were still matted with dry blood and crusted food. He looked horribly worried and terrified at the same time, his good hand reaching for his wand but not drawing it.
"Everything alright here? What in the Nine Hells do ye think ye're doin' out of yer Common Rooms? The to two of ye? Ye want ter get yerselves torn to wee bits?" he said angrily as he flew towards them. He looked to the younger student and paled. "Please tell me he didn't get attacked by one of those....one of those...things. He alright? What happened?"
Aesir clutched the broom with his good hand now, white knuckled. His other arm was tucked into his body some as though still in some pain. His good looks were marred by a slight scar above his eyebrow and the black eye he'd received from his crash landing.
His injured hand seemed to be trembling slightly as his eyes flitted to every possible place something could leap out of to attack them.
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Post by Aesir MacLeod on Jan 10, 2008 20:46:21 GMT -5
"The prototypes! Yes! Let's go!" he said eagerly, as though just remembering. He swung the broom off his shoulder and moved to the banister of the staircase. "I'll meet you in my office, get yourself comfy for outside!"
Without waiting much longer, he jumped off the staircase, not even bothering to tuck the broom in its riding position. His joyful laugh could be heard as he plummeted downwards.
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Post by Aesir MacLeod on Jan 10, 2008 14:21:21 GMT -5
He fixed Kel with a disgruntled look, saying "You're not helping."
Trying to, but failing to keep his angry face, it dissolved with a bit of laughter and left him with his charming smile. "Yes, but I didn't cast it, so-"
He snatched Syhinad's hat and plopped it onto his head. "I win."
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Post by Aesir MacLeod on Jan 10, 2008 10:34:47 GMT -5
Laughing good naturedly, he looks to Syhinad as he moves his broom over the staircase and plops onto the ground. "Oi! That's cheatin'! We said no magic, an' what was that? Speakin' of misbehavin'. Settin' a bad example right in front of the kids here."
He takes a few steps forward, slinging the broom over his shoulder. "So, what now?" he asked, sounding somewhat bored.
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Post by Aesir MacLeod on Jan 10, 2008 1:36:51 GMT -5
Aesir smiles to the students responses, laughing a bit at Arcturus'.
"Well, I could easily say yer all too lazy ter fly." he said in a sly tone. Looking down, as he continued his slow flight upward, he glanced back to the students. He plucked the hat from his head and placed it onto Kel's. "There we go. Purple and yellow go nice together. Jus' make sure that Syhinad steers clear. Bit of a hide'n'seek, capture the hat or flag combination, ye know?"
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Post by Aesir MacLeod on Jan 7, 2008 23:33:14 GMT -5
"You'll never catch me alive, Syhinad! The day is mine!"
Aesir boisterous laugh can be heard from lower down the veritable tower of staircases. Several moments later, his distinct appearance can be seen flying upwards at a decent speed. The broom was upright, with him holding the top part in his left hand, his left foot standing on one of the pegs near the bottom and ascending like an elevator. A silly purple hat on his goggled head crested the banister and he waved at them with his right hand, an enormous toothy grin plastered on his face.
"Hullo everyone. An' how's it all going here?" he asked as though nothing was wrong.
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Post by Aesir MacLeod on Jan 4, 2008 13:18:38 GMT -5
Aesir looked to Elsbeth, slightly inebriated. He smiled goofily and poked her nose.
"Ye know, I think yer right. Ye know Elsbeth, yer pretty...pretty."
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Post by Aesir MacLeod on Jan 4, 2008 13:04:37 GMT -5
[We can just speed it up some and finish it later]
Aesir loosens up a bit at the Pub and orders a few more shots. He starts some drinking games and songs with the local patrons and begins to have a good time. It isn't until he takes a few more shots that he begins to sing.
He dances and drinks while he does, grabbing impromptu singing partners and ends with a Grande Finale of singing on one of the tables right down to Elsbeth.
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Post by Aesir MacLeod on Jan 4, 2008 12:25:47 GMT -5
"You see-" he said, smiling. "that's the lass I know. Whaddya say to heading out there, having some drinks, relaxing and keepin' each other warm."
He wound his arms around her a little more and pulled her a little closer as he smiled mischievously.
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