D.A.D.A., Class 2

[Samantha Montgomery]

Sam's protego charm blocked Seth's attack but she was laughing all the same, "I got hit once with that one unaware I laughed so hard...well it was embarassing." she said shaking her head, she in turn thought of something silly, something benign if she could think of it and returned, " Tarantallegra"it should have caused his legs to dance these were all well and fine but she didn't know many that wouldn't actually hurt Seth, and she didn't want to do that.

[Seth Inophen]

Seth cast protego, but it was too late and suddenly his feet were danicng around uncontrolably. Seth laughed loudly and cast the counter, making his feet stop. "Nice one Sam," Seth said. He really had to be on his toes, Sam was quick.
"Dentis Engorgio," He cast.

[Samantha Montgomery]

"Oh no you don't!" she laughed, she couldn't believe she was having fun but this was actually fun. She tried dodging the attack and getting out of the way, her protego charm was still in place but weakening. Still she refused to have enlarged teeth in the room and muttered an impediment towards his jinx before it could reach her. " I have very nice teeth thank you very much." she said haughtily. "Langlock!" she countered. Let's see you work your silent spells Seth.

[Seth Inophen]

Seth laughed until he found that his tongue was now stuck to the roof of mouth. "Heh..." he muttered, still a smile on his face. This was more fun then expected. He focused really hard on the disarming caharm, hoping that his dismal nonverbal spells would come to use.

[Samantha Montgomery]

"Low blow, I apologize, would you like me to take the hex off?" she asked and then realizing he couldn't answer, "nod or shake your head." she laughed, but was sympathetic.

[Rystain Quandry]

Sept 21, 2008 22:27:41 GMT -5 Lyra Newbury said:

As the professor gave the go-ahead for everyone to move to the back and begin practicing, Lyra followed suit. She looked back at Rystain following her and giggled at him. "I hope you're ready to get your ass kicked, Quandry." She tried to make her voice deeper and more serious than usual, imitating the tone most of the guys used when they taunted each other or fun.

Rystain raised an eyebrow as she issued her little challenge. "If you can manage to kick my ass then I'll be at your beck and call for a full day as reward. But don't think I'm going to just let you win because you're beautiful. You're going to have to work for it." He winked at her before laughing and readied himself for the first blow, he wanted a challenge and wasn't going to make it easy on her.

He considered casting first but being a gentleman he bowed to her and awaited her first spell as he focused intently on Lyra.

[Lyra Newbury]

"Ooh, my own personal slave. How very intriguing. You're on!" She grinned at the thought of Rystain doing her bidding for an entire day. Oh the things she would have him do. Of course she was planning on beating him anyhow, but this bet made her want to try that much harder. She was a quick thinker and it only took a millisecond for her to decide what curse she wanted to use. "Incendio!" She hurled a ball of flames at Rystain, a smug smile on her face.

[Rystain Quandry]

It was a nice try, but before the spell could reach him he'd already been ready for her. He was a quick thinker as well and knew this would be a very interesting little battle.

"Aguamenti!" he countered her as a jet of water shot out of his wand to douse the flames coming towards him. The bonus was the fact that now the girl was also sopping wet. He quirked his lips upwards awaiting her next attack, thinking she looked pretty when her robes began to cling to her like that.

[Lyra Newbury]

His counter-spell had doused her with chilly water, soaking her robes. It also got her hair wet and turned her lovely feathered ends into damp, hanging strands. She barely wiped the water from her face before she sent back another spell in retaliation. "Relashio," she cried with a grand flourish of her wand. The spell sent fiery sparks straight at Rystain's chest. There was a small sizzling sound as the stream of sparks left the tip of her still wet wand.

[Seth Inophen]

Sept 22, 2008 6:01:41 GMT -5 Samantha Montgomery said:

"Low blow, I apologize, would you like me to take the hex off?" she asked and then realizing he couldn't answer, "nod or shake your head." she laughed, but was sympathetic.

Seth rolled his eyes at Sam, but was still smiling when he nodded his head to Sam, showing that he would like to be able to speak clearly again.

[Rystain Quandry]

Rystain was good with defensive spells and was enjoying this moment immensely. She was actually pretty good and he liked it. "Protego!" He pointed his wand towards her as a shield formed in front of him deflecting the sparks back. If he was going to lose to her it would be because she had managed to catch him off guard and so far he'd been able to respond quickly with counterspells. But he was appreciating the view of her wet.

[Lyra Newbury]

With his shield charm he had sent the sparks hurtling back toward her and she had to use the same charm to keep them from hitting her. The sparks bounced off the invisible force field with a firework-like show and headed back in his general direction, though not nearly as precise as they had been before. Immediately after deflecting her own spell, she sent another. This time Levicorpus, which Severus had showed her not long ago. She doubted Rystain would be able to block both spells as they charged at him. And she would love to see him hanging from his feet in the middle of the classroom.

[Rystain Quandry]

"Finite Incantatem!" He spoke clearly and used a spell he had learned fairly recently, the beauty of that spell is that it could negate multiple spells and he was grateful he'd taken the time to practice it when he found out how useful it would be. He immediately cast an offensive spell this time that would hopefully disarm her of her wand with luck, "Expelliarmus!"

[Lyra Newbury]

Her eyes narrowed furiously as he again was able to dodge her attacks. Damn his skillfulness. He had also managed to disarm her, which made the look in her eyes all that more intense. Her wands clinked on the floor a few feet away from her but she didn't look at it. Her eyes were totally fixed on Rystain. "You think you're so clever, don't you?" Her lips curled and her eyes, though still focused intently on him, twinkled.

Lyra took a few steps backwards and bent to retrieve her wand, but never turned away from her opponent. She stayed there, kneeling near the floor, as she twisted her hair to wring some of the water out. She did the same to her robes. "You do realize that even if I don't beat you, you still owe me for messing up my hair." It wasn't a question, and Lyra knew he would oblige.

[Rystain Quandry]

Rystain had already resigned himself to the fate of being her slave for a day the moment she'd gotten wet, but he was going to enjoy making it worth whatever she did to him. He gave her a deceptively lazy grin and winked at her without giving her an answer but he waited to see what she would do instead of casting again... he was enjoying this and he was teasing her too.

[Samantha Montgomery]

"Finite" she said quickly allowing him his speech again. She smiled, "Sorry." she offered she was still silently casting barriers against possible attacks in her head, her wand at the ready she never let her guard down not even for a second. She even had her eye on other potential attackers. This was fun and games, but she could remember when it was life and death.

[Lyra Newbury]

She stood from her crouched position, a puddle of water on the floor beneath her feet. She was still quite wet but she wasn't as wet, which a preferred. She was tempted to use a drying charm on her hair but she knew it would frizz and that would be even worse than having damp hair. Her robes, however, could only benefit from a real drying. She pointed her wand at her clothes and muttered the incantation. A blast of hot air burst from her wand and the water quickly evaporated, leaving her outfit looking nearly as fresh as when she put it on this morning. She noted the slightly disappointed look in Rystain's eye as she was no longer wet.

It was no secret she had a nice body, and she enjoyed the attention it brought. Even though Rystain was her friend, she wouldn't begrudge him the chance to look at her. It made her feel pretty, to sat the least. When she wasn't wearing her school robes, she generally strutted around the castle in tiny little skirts so her legs could be admired by everyone. And in the warmer months her tops were just as skimpy as her skirts, while still being tasteful and not trashy. She made an earnest attempt allow the boys the chance to look at her, but never to be labeled a tramp or anything of the like. It was a fine line at times, to be sure.

Lyra put her hands on her hips and cocked an eyebrow at Rystain. "Well I suppose you could have a go at me. Since we know you can block everything." The other pairs of students were still firing curses at each other and the professor appeared to be paying little attention to their side of the room at the moment. But it looked as though they still had plenty of time to practice.

[Rystain Quandry]

"Awww.. and spoil the fun? I thought you wanted to have a slave for a day? Besides we were just getting warmed up." He bowed to her, mischief shining in his eyes. "Shall we, my dear?" He was taunting her...

"Stupefy!" he said as soon as she looked at the ready... He knew she would block it easily but his mind was already a few steps ahead.

[Lyra Newbury]

Lyra shrugged. "I will have a slave for the day, and I believe the fun has just begun." She gave him a flirty smile then readied herself for the attack. He fired a simple stunning spell at her, and knowing Rystain, Lyra knew to expect something else as well. She blocked it easily with a shield charm, not taking any time to gloat. Expecting much worse.

[Rystain Quandry]

Rystain hesitated only a moment for her shield to go up, "Silencio!" He wanted to see just how good her non-verbal spells were but quickly followed it with another "Rictusempra!" which if successful would cause her to be thrown into the air and tickled. He wondered if she'd be able to block both the silencing and tickling charms and if not which would get her first. Now it was a game, and he was having fun playing it. He wasn't perfect, but he was good at defensive spells and charms.. this was fun.