Empty Dungeon Rooms level 2

[Essy ze Ninja]

Slip out the back before they know you were there

and at the worst you'll see nobody cares,

you don't want to be around when it all goes down...

William Dante Nott the Third

First year, Slytherin

A deep throated shout emitted from the depths of his throat, he had been so shocked from the sight of blatantly red hair, that he had hardly noticed when her wand had been thrusted towards him, point blank, and then followed by a shout. Tay only had the time to stumble backwards, arms shielding his face as a wave of blue collided down on him with full force and sent him sliding across the dungeon stone floor. "GAH?!" He shouted, and groaned as a petrified bird had fallen on his head with a thud, and then another plight of horrific caws rained down on him from above.

"Gir- off- o- me!" With a sporadic wave of his hands, each foul winged beast had either flown off in a different direction, or resided wounded beside him. "Bloody twit," he cursed, his eyes of gold darted around and then locked on Roi, kicking a stray bird in the process. He didn't say anything, his look had said it all.

What are they going to do about her?

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Location: Empty Classroom with Woil
Injuries: Slight punctures from pecking birds
Thoughts:'s**t s**t s**t s**t....!!'
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..even heroes know when to be scared.

 

[Commander Aran]

Roi already had a few plans in motion, but this... &%@#$ didn't help things. He got off his table and walked out of the room, after Phi's bombardment, and sighed, this &%@#$ was going to cause him trouble... "Come on out little miss. Why not begin this battle in an official duel instead of just hiding like a coward?" He said, letting her soak up his sinister tone. He signaled for Tay to come next to him, and pulled out his wand. He continued his taunting to her, "Come out, come out you little rat."

 

[Essy ze Ninja]

Slip out the back before they know ou were there

and at the worst you'll see nobody cares,

you don't want to be around when it all goes down...

William Dante Nott the Third

First year, Slytherin

A brow had risen to the heights of his forehead, and plunged beneath the shadows of ashy auburn hair. He didn't expect Phi to fall for the taunt, all the same, he took several steps until he found himself beside Woil, only stopping to scoop up his black robes which contained his wand. All in one sweeping motion, he gathered the robes, wrapped them around his shoulders, and lifted his mahogany wand from its confines.

He mentally cursed himself, however, he should have been more prepared for this; he was a dreadful spell caster, but it wouldn't hurt him to at least look like he knows what he's doing.. right?

And to think, just yesterday he had tried to perform the levitation charm in this very classroom, to no avail, of course.

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Location: Empty Classroom Doorway with Woil and Phi
Injuries:Slight punctures from pecking birds
Thoughts:'Where is she..?'
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..even heroes know when to be scared.

 

[Pale Mist]

phinelia von ichval



first year - ravenclaw

hermes
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“In the country of the blind, the one-eyed man is king.”
– Desiderius Erasmus
“With silence comes freedom, with freedom comes peace, with peace comes silence.”
– Poets of the Fall
“There is only one good, knowledge, and one evil, ignorance.”
– Socrates
“If the brain were so simple we could understand it, we would be so simple we couldn’t.”
– Lyall Watson

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The taunts of the boy felt like they were echoing in the very walls and structure that the three found themselves in. Phi again depended on her hearing, standing still as stone with her eyes open and staring at the opposing wall, unseeingly.
She needed to escape and run. Tell Ronyo and Colton of what she had learned, figure out who Noinnoi was after, perhaps even warn Blaire...She took in a silent breath and thought of just how much of a temporary solution her running would be. They still had class together, Woil was even a House mate!
Phi was not simple enough to think the two searching for her were not aware of who she conversed with. Ronyo would also be in danger of William. Phi's mind desperately lept for ideas.

Then one struck her - just as she began to tighten her fingers around the book still solidly held in her grasp. It hit her hard with how obvious it seemed to be, she had to hold in a gasp of revelation. Taking her wand again into her grasp, she focused on it for a second as the spell ran through her thoughts. Pointing the wand tip at her own head, she whispered her incantation.
"Coloromuto."
No light burst from her wand, instead, she could feel as if hot air was slowly passing over the top of her scalp and from the corner of her eye, she could see strands of hair turning black.
Her red hair was gone, only her eyebrows remained. Phi knew the plan she not had set was reckless and most likely doomed to fail, but her pride and wit would allow for nothing less.

Not daring to peer around her pillar, she relied on her ears. The foot steps of the two school mates was not as hasted as it had been, they also sounded quite far. Phi dared peek her head around and saw the two boys. She angled herself in hope they, however, could not see her. Spotting what she needed quickly, her wand again immersed in her left hand and she pointed it at the object in her sight.
"Locomotor." The torch at which she was pointing at moved heavily to the left and fell from its elevated hold, hitting the ground, fire spilling.

Normally, one would flee. But the Ravenclaw instead waited just a second for the fire to become slightly bigger, then dropped her bag and book into the shadowed corner and watched the blaze, wand still armed.


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[Essy ze Ninja]

Slip out the back before they know ou were there

and at the worst you'll see nobody cares,

you don't want to be around when it all goes down...

William Dante Nott the Third

First year, Slytherin

Roi's words echoed, but only the silence seemed to answer the call. Tay, in order to accurately pinpoint the hint of a sound, slowed his breathing and waited. There were no movements, not as far as he could see, and even through the darkness the shadows seemed to stand still, all in one, as if trying to work against him, or worse, for her. "You know you can't very well hide for ever, von Ichval." Tay's own voice began to reverberate off of the walls, instigatingly. There was no one else in the entire school with hair as red as her's, but he could only hope that he wasn't mistakened.

Finally, when Tay had almost decided to advance and search of his own accord, a flutter of movement had caught his attention and was forced to set his attention upon the fallen torch, its embers greedily licked at the surrounding area, trying to find anything to feed it's vice.

"s**t," Tay cursed, it seemed to be happening more as of late. He dropped his wand arm to kick back the thinly laid out rug under them, and then the nearby decor, all in attempts to keep the raging fire from spreading even more so-

That was the last thing they needed to get blamed for, all the while, he left Roi to tend to Phi. His only thought was to try to hide as much evidence as possible- but good luck with that- considering how many feathers had been plucked (and embued in his hair, and robes.)

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Location: Empty Hallway with Woil, and Phi
Injuries: Slight punctures from pecking birds
Thoughts:'Damn that Ravenclaw,'
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..even heroes know when to be scared.

 

[Commander Aran]

Everything happened so quickly, soon a blaze was out, this was going to create so much attention, and they were the only people visible at the moment! Roi decided to retreat for now, he avoided the fire, and made his way back to Tay and grabbed his arm and yanked him back as the fire almost licked him, "The fire will cause too much attention, act like nothing happened and let's get out of here... We'll blame it on that b***h later." He ordered the boy quickly moving out of the way of more flames and hiding his wand. He nodded to the boy and started for the exit, they were two floors under the castle, on the second level... They had enough time, hopefully, to alert some teachers and try to establish some alibi.
Look's like your plan is starting to backfire~
Shut the ******** up.
He argued with himself silently in his head as he made his way into the upper level, this smoke and heat wasn't helping his already fading health... He lectured Tay, "Get ready to start acting like you just got out of the fire... In other words, start coughing." He said to the boy... That b***h was going to get out to... He'd wait for her. So he pushed Tay towards the exit.

 

[Pale Mist]

phinelia von ichval



first year - ravenclaw

hermes
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“In the country of the blind, the one-eyed man is king.”
– Desiderius Erasmus
“With silence comes freedom, with freedom comes peace, with peace comes silence.”
– Poets of the Fall
“There is only one good, knowledge, and one evil, ignorance.”
– Socrates
“If the brain were so simple we could understand it, we would be so simple we couldn’t.”
– Lyall Watson

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The flames were spreading and Phi could see the flickering silhouettes of the two students as they searched for her. Licking her lips as a cold sweat started to crawl down her neck. Without allowing her hesitation to take root in her, she stepped from her hiding place and ran closer to the flames she had created. She could see the eerily light up face of the Ravenclaw boy, who she now could surely identify as Woil. Without enough time or free concentration to offer towards trying to identify what felt so horribly odd about him, she instead focused on another hanging torch.

Preforming the same spell, the fixture fell and also began to spread. The walls of the dungeon were lined with torches and she sent another two down to the cold floor.

Phi's mind was focusing as she tried to make sense of why she had decided on this plan. No sense told her it was logical, but she was precise and once her mind was set, her body executed as it was told. The combined heat of the four torches rushing with fire on the ground were beginning to become overwhelming. Even smoke was rising in billowing dark clouds. Phi's dark eyes reflected the sparks that flew up as she stood her ground, like an animal waiting.


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[Essy ze Ninja]

Slip out the back before they know you were there

and at the worst you'll see nobody cares,

you don't want to be around when it all goes down...

William Dante Nott the Third

First year, Slytherin

It lurched, sweltering, and smoking; Tay's soft soled shoes seemed to proven have been a horrible choice for this day after all because his scrambled attempts to put down the flames had only spread. The heat licked at the soft leather, and fabric, and then his skin before he could stomp it out ferociously. Shadows lurched on the walls around, it disrupted his vision more than he could have imagined, but that's when he realized why: another pair of torches had fallen down behind with a cackling fall. Fire danced in his eyes of gold as he turned his attention towards Roi, and stepped clear away from the short-lived, yet hungry flames he thrashed at.

"Well hurry on then-!" In that moment, he couldn't under stand why this person who had taken Woil's body had even bothered to stay behind long enough to speak. But he hurried along anyway, now missing half of a black shoe. He didn't see a need to pretend to cough, but insisted anyway, he'd be heaving from the run later.

He didn't bother a second glance over his shoulder this way, or a glance over his shoulder that way to try to find the cursed girl who had snuck up on them, in the dungeons, unannounced. But then a wicked smile struck- in all haste, it may take twenty minutes to find the Slytherin Head of House down in the dungeons..

And just as fast to reach the potions professor, a Ravenclaw. So he bolted, as fast as his short frame could take him down the long stretch of hard, and dreadfully cold stone floors until the expanse of staircases would lead him unto the Slytherin corridors, and towards his common room, where he perhaps he'd find a prefect.

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Location: Flame filled Corridor with Woil and Phi
Injuries: Slight punctures from pecking birds; and a half burnt shoe with smoldered black trousers
Thoughts:'....!!'
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..even heroes know when to be scared.

 

[Commander Aran]

Roi nodded as his 'friend' took off, like he was ordered to. He then ran out onto the first floor and fell on his knee's coughing, true coughing, his conditioning was worsening... This was bad, not here... Not now... He continued to cough as he and Wally switched control and Wally had taken control of his body back, but the coughing wouldn't end. He thought he had heard his friend Allen... But was that true?

 

[Pale Mist]

phinelia von ichval



first year - ravenclaw

hermes
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“In the country of the blind, the one-eyed man is king.”
– Desiderius Erasmus
“With silence comes freedom, with freedom comes peace, with peace comes silence.”
– Poets of the Fall
“There is only one good, knowledge, and one evil, ignorance.”
– Socrates
“If the brain were so simple we could understand it, we would be so simple we couldn’t.”
– Lyall Watson

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Her dark eyes scoured whatever sign of movement she could see from the flickering light of the slowly moving fire. The flames had began to spread quickly at first however, the cold stone ground gave them little to live off of other than the occasional mold or scarp of dust along with limited spilled torch oil. The tongues were beginning to die down.
Suddenly, Williams voice caught her attention, and once she spotted him, he was already running off. A smile couldn't help but spread on her face. William was no doubt going for a higher official of the school. Woil was nowhere to be seen either. Plan finally setting in motion, her wand raised and pointed at the closest flame.

Her voice still in whisper, she commanded the freezing charm from her spell. A rush of wind, chilled and foggy like that of breath on a cold day rushed from the tip of her malus wand. It touched the fire it was aimed at and instantly froze it into a block. Phi had been spending her waking hours bent over books hours on end. The spell she had just preformed, though slightly above her average level, was one she had practiced during her search of necessary incantations.
"Locomotor." The next spell shot from her wand and threw the block of frozen ice into the wall, shattering it before it began to melt. The fire was gone.
Her attention turned to the rest of the fire before her. Quickly, with haste in her voice, but her mind clear and focused on her task, she continued the process.
Each time the freezing became easier, but the size of the flames varied. Some took a few attempts. But each time, they were shattered into a thousand pieces, laying on the cold ground waiting to melt away.

{ooc: she can either be done or not, if someone wants to interrupt. feel free to decide.}


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[Essy ze Ninja]

Slip out the back before they know you were there

and at the worst you'll see nobody cares,

you don't want to be around when it all goes down...

William Dante Nott the Third

First year, Slytherin

He couldn't concentrate, couldn't think straight, all in all, he was a rigid constriction of seething adrenaline- wanting nothing more then to cause pain.
If only he could use magic, the thought left a sour note on his tongue as he glanced to the useless mahogany wand in his hand. For some reason, he decided to turn a glance over his shoulder as he ran, and when he did, he noticed a crystalline reflection stare back at him and left him in a horrific surprise.

He stopped running, nearly tripping over his feet in the process to turn backwards. He had never felt so much cold discontempt as he watched her set out the flames, and in a mechanical instinct, he glanced over his shoulder. No one was around to witness this, he made sure of that as he checked over his shoulder each and every time while he hopped up against the walls of the dungeon room, and forcefully thrashed away the torches it held to the ground. The dungeons had one factor to them, long, gloomy, and without portraits. He continued to knock what torches off he could, practically throwing them in Phinelia's direction to block the exit and slow her course. In the end, he stood at the mouth of the stairwell, just watching her through the hungry flames.

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Location:the end of the corridor [exit to dungeon
Injuries: Slight punctures from pecking birds; and a half burnt shoe with smoldered black trousers
Thoughts:'....!!'
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..even heroes know when to be scared.

 

[Ronyo Storm]

Dungeon/ Fire filled area

Ronyo Storm - Slytherin
First Year

Ronyo had raced down the last few flights of steps as he rounded and even jumped some of the gaps made by the moving staircase. His sixth sense was all but screaming at him now with the smoke and something in the back of his mind that nagged at him. Ronyo was no longer watching for anyone running with him and if he was still being follow he knew not. As the boy came around the last turn of stairs he could see flames licking at the mouth of the stairwell with a boy standing their watching it all.

Ronyo took a few moments to look about from his higher vantage point and almost tripped over what looked like another student coughing. He didn't recognize the boy but he was not concerned with that now. For as he looked into the flames Ronyo could see the form of what looked like a dark haired girl looking at the flames. Ronyo wasn't sure what took a hold of him at that point but he moved quickly down the last few steps and did not even stop to check the boy standing there just watching. Ronyo brought his arms up over his face and leapt through the flames hoping his robes would take most of the damage.

Ronyo hit the dungeon floor hard and he rolled away from the heat but covered his face the whole time. Once he felt a cool spot Ronyo looked up to see the fire in front of him and a girl behind him. The Slytherin boy stood up and looked himself over for flames but saw only a few charged places on his robe. Ronyo looked to the girl and though her hair was dark he could have sworn it was Phi standing before him.

"Are you ok...Phi is that you? What did you do to your hair?" an odd question to ask with the fire behind them but he couldn't help it.  

[Pale Mist]

phinelia von ichval



first year - ravenclaw

hermes
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“In the country of the blind, the one-eyed man is king.”
– Desiderius Erasmus
“With silence comes freedom, with freedom comes peace, with peace comes silence.”
– Poets of the Fall
“There is only one good, knowledge, and one evil, ignorance.”
– Socrates
“If the brain were so simple we could understand it, we would be so simple we couldn’t.”
– Lyall Watson

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Phi's prgress with the flames had been going quickly. She could have swore that, by the amount she had frozen and shattered, she should have destroyed most of the fire she had thrown down. But still, there was more.
Something clicked and she noticed the abnormality. Her head and eyes shot up, quickly seeing the stumbling action of the William boy as he ran further down the corridors. Still heading for his common room. He was throwing down torches. Phi bit her lip. Wand raising to try a lass freezing charm to clear things up before the smoke got much worse, her arm froze at a sight. Which hair and dark robes burst form the opening of the dank corridors and jumped through the flames with animal-like dexterity. Only a beat passed before Phi, to her horror, realize it was Ronyo.
Her mouth opened in shock but no words came out. She rushed toward him as he leaped the last wall of flames, trying to catch him.
"What, what are you - yes it's me - what are you doing?" A sudden flash of the possibility of Ronyo caught in the flames and the fire licking at his skin sent a chill down her spine.
Looking up form where he had come, she knew more were coming. This hadn't been in her plan.

Time to adjust, she told herself.
"Try to throw the blocks of ice against the wall. Use both wands. or just one. But concentrate."
Attention focused on the fire again, it was beginning to swell to what it had been before. But this fire was still new. Emotions and any other thoughts were unceremoniously pushed aside as she commanded the freezing charm. Voice once again at its powerful volume, concentration at peek, the charm touched and froze a decent portion of the fire. She left it for Ronyo, trusting him, and aimed at the next tongue of fire.

{ooc: oh wow i didn't even think of that! yes, go ahead and post there next.}


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[Porcelaine Ivory]

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Ronyo tore past Colton in a hasty run, and the tall boy followed suit. Smoke and flames were billowing in thick pillars as they rounded the last corner, and Colt made fierce eye contact with the Slytherin boy he had partnered up with in Potions class a few weeks ago. Not giving him the core of his attention. He dove into the mess of heat after Ronyo, Sliding along the wall in a crouch, his robes covering his head, and most of his face.

Peering through the licking flames, Colton heard Phi's name, and he turned to see a dark haired version of one of his best friends. Her wand was out, and she seemed to be attempting to freeze the flames, then shatter them into smaller pieces. Thinking quickly, Colt covered the basics of the Glacius Charm that he had practiced along with many others in the Gryffindor boy's dormitories.

Retrieving his long wand, he dove through the flames, coming out a few free from Phi. "GLAY-see-us!" His first attempt was weak, but he still managed to create a rather small block of ice out of a rather large flame. Following Phi's example, Colton thrust his wand towards the slowly melting chunk of ice. "LOH-koh-moh-tor!" By flicking his wand sharply towards the adjacent wall, the block of ice collided with stone, shattering into thousands of nearly microscopic pieces.

"Any sort of explanation would be helpful at this point." Colton Hollered in Phi's direction as he repeated the same process in attempt to cut back the fire. He was curious to know why the school was on fire, and better yet, why she was in the middle of it.