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Nov 25 2017, 03:47 AM
Ethan left Aiden furious. Furious with the person who put him there, furious with Aiden, furious with himself because he felt he was also responsible for Aiden getting hurt. The problem was he couldn't think of how to get that anger out. He left the castle and walked toward the Forbidden Forest. He wished he had his boomerang a friend gave him from Australia, but he knew that wouldn't really help him get rid of his anger. All he could do was throw it in the air as hard as he could, and if he threw it correctly, it would return to him. That would probably make him more angry. He was sorry he couldn't wrestle anyone here, like he did in Ireland. He could get his anger out on another student, who no doubt would beat him, and that would make him even angrier. Were there no hollow chocolates he could break and eat? As he thought he wanted to break something, he found a stick laying on the ground.
He picked it up and suddenly had a smile on his face. He broke it and felt a little better. He broke each of the two pieces of the original stick into two pieces and had four pieces. As he came toward a large rock, he threw the smaller sticks at it. The lightness of the sticks denied him the satisfaction of hitting the rock, but they tried to make it to their intended target.
Ethan realized he was all alone. If they wanted to, his enemies could very well confront him and put him in the hospital with Aiden. In a way, Ethan wished they would. He took out his wand and decided to practice some spells, just in case. He compelled each of the small sticks that hadn't originally hit the large rock he threw them at to hit the rock with the help of his wand. Then he marked the rock with the power of his wand. He could probably have written something bad about the boy he was thinking of, but decided against it. After all, he didn't want to get into trouble unless it meant killing him.
Of course, dueling an inanimate object like a large rock was easier than dueling another person, who also had a wand he was trying to hurt you with. He wasn't a talented in duels at all. He was a fighter, a fencer. He tried to be able to duel with a wand, but as much practice as he had with it, it was still strange to him. And the snake he wanted to hurt. Hell, kill. The snake was incredibly talented at dueling. Ethan envied him in a way because of it. But he hated him too. He marked the rock with another spell as his anger returned. He wondered if he should see if he should look for Xaneen in the Forbidden Forest. The centaur was like an uncle, who gave sage advice. He told Ethan parables that he hoped would impart wisdom in him and accepted the fact that the silly human didn't take it most of the time. Maybe he could play fight with the centaur? No, he was too old and would probably think it was ridiculous.
He wondered if he could conjur up someone he could wrestle with. Someone who would beat him, but allow him to get his rage out. No, it would have to be another Hogwarts student, but he didn't know who it could be. Maybe he needed someone to duel with and do that instead of wrestling. It would probably have the same effect. He sat on the rock and all kinds of dark thoughts ran through his head. Duels where he died and where his nemesis died. Submission wrestling matches were remembered where he was put into painful holds he couldn't get out of because his opponent was stronger than he was. He actually had a race with Xaneen, the centaur. How ridiculous was that? How could a sixteen year old human think he could out run a twenty or twenty-five year old centaur with four legs and a muscular horse body? Well, like his wrestling matches, he really didn't think he could beat him. But he wanted to be able to run and what better way to force yourself to run fast than to race a centaur?
Nov 11 2017, 07:21 PM
It was four o’clock in the morning when Ethan woke up with a start. He dreamt that he lost his homework and the professor wasn’t happy about it. What was worse was that it was Charms homework and Charms was his favorite class. The dream scared Ethan because they normally forewarned some trouble later in the day.
He got up out of bed and took a look at his Charms homework. No, it was done. He doublechecked just to be sure. No, no trouble there. He had an assignment for his least favorite class, History of Magic, that was due later the same day. He had planned to do it at recess, but he decided it would be better to do it now and then he would have free time at recess.
So, he went to the bathroom and got dressed after his shower. He really hated the idea of wearing his robes so early in the morning, but would he really want to go upstairs and change after breakfast or he was finished with his homework? He decided that laziness would win out, so he put on his robes. Why did they wear what looked like graduation robes when they went to classes? What would they wear when they finally graduated?
He felt so weird when he tried going downstairs that he wondered if he was in another dream. Those moving staircases always gave Ethan problems trying to navigate them. He found himself on the first floor and went into the Main Hall. He was so tired that he just sat at the first table he saw. He took out his History of Magic work and started working on it. Unfortunately, Ethan didn’t realize he was sitting at the Slytherin table.
Nov 10 2017, 11:45 PM
Contact: Ethan Flynn
Character Requesting: Ethan Flynn
Relationship Wanted: Friend
Name: Xaneen (open)
Background Information: In his third year, he finally got the nerve to venture out in the Forbidden Forest. As he sauntered along, he thought he heard someone crying out for help. As he walked toward the yelling, he saw a centaur with his leg caught in a hole in the ground. He took a stick and started digging around it to set him free. The centaur, Xaneen, called him a friend from that time forth. In a weird way, Ethan seeks Xaneen's advice on most things. He feels that Xaneen is free of the prejudice of humans, when in actuality humans hate the centaurs more than the purebloods hate muggles.
I was originally thinking that he might be a young centaur, close to Ethan's age. But then an adult would become friends with him, even if he was a human, if he was nice enough to help him out of the predicament he found himself in. And you can change his name, if you like. If created, I'll create a centaur, so he won't only have Ethan to rp with. Are we allowed such obvious quid pro quo?