Citadel of the Lost/Training Arena

The West Wing of the Citadel is used as a training arena for the members of the citadel. It is a large, circular stone room — with three large fireplaces that illuminate the room, but also act as floo network portals. The room is painted with ancient runes, which act to supplement magical power, however they are such ancient magicks, that it is almost forgotten how and what their use is. There are two upper balconies overlooking the training arena, which Sabrina and the older Paraders are usually found upon, watching their recruits and trainees spar.

The Training Arena

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Roleplay (Sabrina's Balcony)

「 Søren Vynter 」The Black Parade

「 Age 」
35

「 Species 」
Wizard

「 Occupation 」
Potioneer

「 Relationship 」
Married

He's peeled to the balcony, observing Bjorn. He knows that boy belongs in the infirmary, or the apothecary. If he has to jump down there to save his child, he'll do it.

Message Me • 21:02, June 3, 2020 (UTC)

「 Sabrina le Fey 」♛ Queen of the Black Parade ♛

「 Age 」
44

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Femme Fatale

「 Relationship 」
Married

Sabrina never misses a training. She's eager to see how her recruits fare, in comparison to Tessa's. Unlike Soren, she is reclined on a chaise longue, watching as the events unfold.

Message Me • 21:02, June 3, 2020 (UTC)

「 Adèle Bellerose 」beauxbatons graduate • mother of chaos

「 Age 」
41

「 Species 」
witch

「 Occupation 」
parader

「 Relationship 」
married

She's never going to admit that she isn't quite sure about Tessa's recruits, and so she's here to see how they fare against some actual threat for once. Sitting in the chair next to her wife, her eyes regard Tessa carefully.

Message Me • 21:05, June 3, 2020 (UTC)

「 Xavier Hartt 」The Black Parade

「 Age 」
40

「 Species 」
Human

「 Occupation 」
Thief

「 Relationship 」
Married

Xavier stands next to Søren, wand at the ready, leaning over the balcony railing to keep an eye on Björn. Nobody else really matters, but he does hope Tessa's recruits do good. He has faith in his daughter as much as he does in his son.

Message Me • 01:32, June 4, 2020 (UTC)

Karith Black - Keeper of the Citadel - Minister's Bodyguard Send Me an Owl! - 14:49, June 4, 2020 (UTC) He'd be watching the training from the shadows a bit apart from the others on the balcony.

Roleplay (Arena)

(TBP Members only)

Karith and Regan

Karith Black - Keeper of the Citadel - Minister's Bodyguard Send Me an Owl! - 11:25, July 7, 2020 (UTC) He'd gotten Regan up before the crack of dawn and before she'd really even managed to get awake gotten her out of bed and out here on a track running laps. She'd still be in her pajamas having had no time to do anything but get some shoes on. Karith would be jogging beside her in silent company.

Regan Black Ravenclaw Alumna -Owner of Different Strokes and Spy for The Black Parade  – 11:30, July 7, 2020 (UTC) Waking her up ridiculously early? Fine. Refusing to let her change? Not fine. She'd be wearing work out clothes to bed from now on. She could only hope other Paraders didn't see her running around in a matching green-and-white polka-dotted pajama set. That being said... she was happy that he at least was also running with her. But after more than a few laps, she was struggling to keep pace with him.

Karith Black - Keeper of the Citadel - Minister's Bodyguard Send Me an Owl! - 11:46, July 7, 2020 (UTC) He'd slow his pace to match hers. This was more about getting her moving and stretching out her muscles than actually working them and to give her some time to wake up and clear her head. After fifteen or twenty minutes they'd stop and he'd move over to some more traditional gym weight machines. "To get the best effect set the weight to something manageable for you then do at least three sets of ten repetitions." He'd match his words with action and set one of the machine's weights for himself and start pumping the iron.

Regan Black Ravenclaw Alumna -Owner of Different Strokes and Spy for The Black Parade  – 11:50, July 7, 2020 (UTC) She was at least slightly familiar with weight machines. It had been a few years since she'd used them. She guesstimated at what she needed, and then sat down to one where she used her arms to pull down.

Karith Black - Keeper of the Citadel - Minister's Bodyguard Send Me an Owl! - 12:09, July 7, 2020 (UTC) They'd spend close to an hour moving from machine to machine working various muscle groups. Between sets on one machine Karith would move to a different one that worked a different group of muscles. He'd also make sure he was drinking water frequently and that Regan was following suit.

Regan Black Ravenclaw Alumna -Owner of Different Strokes and Spy for The Black Parade  – 12:14, July 7, 2020 (UTC) The silence was starting to wear on her. But she was too out of breath to really focus on conversation... and Karith was the opposite of chatty. Plus, she was mostly trying to ignore him since it felt like he was showing off. She knew that he wasn't really... but there was a significant difference in the weight they were using... and she had a hard time not comparing, ridiculous as that was.

Karith Black - Keeper of the Citadel - Minister's Bodyguard Send Me an Owl! - 12:18, July 7, 2020 (UTC) Once they were done with the weights they'd move over to the small lap pool. Karith would give her attire a significant look then use his wand to transfigure his shorts into sleek swimmers trunks and dive in and start doing slow gentle laps. This was more of a cooldown than anything else.

Regan Black Ravenclaw Alumna -Owner of Different Strokes and Spy for The Black Parade  – 12:27, July 7, 2020 (UTC) She pulled her wand out of a concealed pocket in her shorts and tranfigured her pajamas into a bikini top and bottoms before getting in. Her muscles were screaming at this point. Yoga or stretching would've been a nicer cool down. And she wasn't the best swimmer.

Karith Black - Keeper of the Citadel - Minister's Bodyguard Send Me an Owl! - 12:31, July 7, 2020 (UTC) They'd do a few leisurely laps and Regan would feel the water help soothe the tired burning muscles. Once they'd done fifteen minutes Karith would stop and climb out letting Regan finish in her own time.

Ivan and Nim

「 Ivan Volkov 」Koldovstoretz Alumni • Dark Knight

「 Age 」
30 y/o

「 Species 」
Wizard

「 Occupation 」
Hit-man

「 Relationship 」
Single, not looking

Ivan was working out in the training arena. Just because he had a wand didn't mean he shouldn't know how to kill someone without the use of a magic. Things go wrong all the time on hits, and Ivan couldn't afford to rely solely on magic. If he wasn't relying solely on magic, then he couldn't afford to be out of shape either. An out of shape can't kill anyone without a weapon, plus it helped if he had to escape or something. So he was training and working himself hard as he ran laps around the training arena. He was trying to run a 5k in under 18 minutes and he was damn near close to pulling it off

Message Me • 20:37, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

「 Nimue Ní Aonghusa 」High Priestess

「 Age 」
24 y/o

「 Species 」
Half Spirit Nymph

「 Occupation 」
Parader

「 Relationship 」
Single

Having completed all of her afternoon tasks, Nimue has finally left her altar room. Going for walks is something she likes to do, contemplating everything that's on her mind as she explores the Citadel and looks for new Paraders to meet. It's a good way to get to know the others that live here. Stepping through the door to the training area, she glances about - it's always impressive, watching Paraders train. Perhaps she should try some more spells with her new wand today.

Message Me • 20:46, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

「 Ivan Volkov 」Koldovstoretz Alumni • Dark Knight

「 Age 」
30 y/o

「 Species 」
Wizard

「 Occupation 」
Hit-man

「 Relationship 」
Single, not looking

Ivan saw Nim step into the arena just as he was coming up by the door. In a remarkable display of agility he managed to avoid a collision and not lose pace, at least not too much. "Coming through!" he had said before running around her to continue his final lap in a dead sprint, determined to finish in under the magic 18 minute mark

Message Me • 20:55, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

「 Nimue Ní Aonghusa 」High Priestess

「 Age 」
24 y/o

「 Species 」
Half Spirit Nymph

「 Occupation 」
Parader

「 Relationship 」
Single

"Oh!" she says, in a rare show of surprise. "Sorry!" she calls after him, laughing lightly as she starts towards the magical part of the training arena. Only to realise she didn't bring the wand in the first place.

Message Me • 21:00, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

「 Ivan Volkov 」Koldovstoretz Alumni • Dark Knight

「 Age 」
30 y/o

「 Species 」
Wizard

「 Occupation 」
Hit-man

「 Relationship 」
Single, not looking

He did manage to finish in under 18, but only just. 17:58. It was good, but it wasn't a clear under 18 minute 5k, 2 seconds was within the margin of error so he was hesitant to call it good enough. Plus, he felt he could do better. Either way though, he was steaming after that extreme amount of exertion and he couldn't just stop right away. So he picked up his water and continued to move at a slow walk while stretching out his legs and sipping his water slowly.

Message Me • 21:05, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

「 Nimue Ní Aonghusa 」High Priestess

「 Age 」
24 y/o

「 Species 」
Half Spirit Nymph

「 Occupation 」
Parader

「 Relationship 」
Single

Giving up on her original plan - it's kind of hard to practice wand magic without a wand - she decides she may as well make a friend. "That was impressive," she calls over to Ivan, tone warm. And it was. She doubts she would have been able to sprint an entire lap.

Message Me • 21:22, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

「 Ivan Volkov 」Koldovstoretz Alumni • Dark Knight

「 Age 」
30 y/o

「 Species 」
Wizard

「 Occupation 」
Hit-man

「 Relationship 」
Single, not looking

He looked over at her and adjusted course to walk towards her, continuing to stretch and sip on his his water. "Thanks," he said evenly. "I broke my record for a 5k just now." He was somewhat proud of that. "17 minutes and 58 seconds, and I think I can get it even lower."

Message Me • 21:27, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

「 Nimue Ní Aonghusa 」High Priestess

「 Age 」
24 y/o

「 Species 」
Half Spirit Nymph

「 Occupation 」
Parader

「 Relationship 」
Single

"Congratulations!" she says, a genuine smile on her face. She will confess she doesn't know exactly how fast you're supposed to run 5k, but it sounds fast. "I don't think we've met," she continues. "Have you been with the Parade for long?"

Message Me • 21:30, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

「 Ivan Volkov 」Koldovstoretz Alumni • Dark Knight

「 Age 」
30 y/o

「 Species 」
Wizard

「 Occupation 」
Hit-man

「 Relationship 」
Single, not looking

He shook his head. "No, I'm fairly new. Lucille recruited me when she was in Russia," he said continuing to lightly stretch out his muscles. "I'm Ivan Volkov."

Message Me • 21:39, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

「 Nimue Ní Aonghusa 」High Priestess

「 Age 」
24 y/o

「 Species 」
Half Spirit Nymph

「 Occupation 」
Parader

「 Relationship 」
Single

"Well," she says. "Welcome! My name is Nimue," she smiles warmly. "I'm the High Priestess for the Parade."

Message Me • 21:50, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

「 Ivan Volkov 」Koldovstoretz Alumni • Dark Knight

「 Age 」
30 y/o

「 Species 」
Wizard

「 Occupation 」
Hit-man

「 Relationship 」
Single, not looking

"High Priestess," he said with a slightly raised eyebrow. "I wasn't aware that the Parade was particularly religious."

Message Me • 21:53, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

「 Nimue Ní Aonghusa 」High Priestess

「 Age 」
24 y/o

「 Species 」
Half Spirit Nymph

「 Occupation 」
Parader

「 Relationship 」
Single

"Sabrina is," she says. "Most of my role is related to Divination or spiritual guidance, however. Think of me like... a counsellor."

Message Me • 22:00, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

「 Ivan Volkov 」Koldovstoretz Alumni • Dark Knight

「 Age 」
30 y/o

「 Species 」
Wizard

「 Occupation 」
Hit-man

「 Relationship 」
Single, not looking

"Right," he said just to move on from that line of conversation. Ivan strongly disliked mysticism. He preferred to be grounded in reality, in things he could physically touch and interact with. "I shall keep that in mind."

Message Me • 22:03, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

「 Nimue Ní Aonghusa 」High Priestess

「 Age 」
24 y/o

「 Species 」
Half Spirit Nymph

「 Occupation 」
Parader

「 Relationship 」
Single

Nimue can see the discomfort in his aura, so she moves on. "I take it you are an assassin?" she asks. She doubts a thief or a spy would be training quite so hard.

Message Me • 22:10, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

「 Ivan Volkov 」Koldovstoretz Alumni • Dark Knight

「 Age 」
30 y/o

「 Species 」
Wizard

「 Occupation 」
Hit-man

「 Relationship 」
Single, not looking

He nodded, "Yeah. I'm also good at interrogation," he said figuring she'd connect the dots and determine that he meant he was good at torture

Message Me • 22:18, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

「 Nimue Ní Aonghusa 」High Priestess

「 Age 」
24 y/o

「 Species 」
Half Spirit Nymph

「 Occupation 」
Parader

「 Relationship 」
Single

"Ah," she says, because she knows exactly what he's insinuating. This is one of a few things about the Parade that does manage to discomfit her - especially since her own mother is a vehement enemy of theirs. "Have you taken part in many missions, lately?"

Message Me • 22:26, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

「 Ivan Volkov 」Koldovstoretz Alumni • Dark Knight

「 Age 」
30 y/o

「 Species 」
Wizard

「 Occupation 」
Hit-man

「 Relationship 」
Single, not looking

He shook his head. "I'm slated to go on one soon I believe," he says. "Lucille's mentioned something about sending me to the Czech Republic the last time we talked."

Message Me • 22:30, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

「 Nimue Ní Aonghusa 」High Priestess

「 Age 」
24 y/o

「 Species 」
Half Spirit Nymph

「 Occupation 」
Parader

「 Relationship 」
Single

"Interesting," she says, smiling again. "Have you been there before? I've heard it's beautiful."

Message Me • 22:41, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

「 Ivan Volkov 」Koldovstoretz Alumni • Dark Knight

「 Age 」
30 y/o

「 Species 」
Wizard

「 Occupation 」
Hit-man

「 Relationship 」
Single, not looking

He nodded. "I've been there many times, unfortunately it's always been on business. It is a very beautiful country though, especially Prague. I prefer Saint Petersburg myself, but Prague is nice."

Message Me • 18:53, July 2, 2020 (UTC)

「 Nimue Ní Aonghusa 」High Priestess

「 Age 」
24 y/o

「 Species 」
Half Spirit Nymph

「 Occupation 」
Parader

「 Relationship 」
Single

"Ah, well," she begins, more comfortable with this topic, where she doesn't have to juggle her personal morality with that of the Parade. "Perhaps you shall find the time to travel for pleasure, one day. I must confess I have never been to the continent, but it does sound lovely, from what I've read."

Message Me • 10:56, July 3, 2020 (UTC)

「 Ivan Volkov 」Koldovstoretz Alumni • Dark Knight

「 Age 」
30 y/o

「 Species 」
Wizard

「 Occupation 」
Hit-man

「 Relationship 」
Single, not looking

"Parts of mainland Europe can be very nice," he said in agreement. "Obviously my bias is for my home country, but Scandinavia always seems to take my breath away," he said taking another sip of his water. "I have traveled the world conducting business, but I've never left my home country for anything pleasure related."

Message Me • 14:21, July 3, 2020 (UTC)

Parader Training

Morgan & Tessa

「 Tessa Bellerose-Hartt 」slytherin alumna • famed entrepeneur

「 Age 」
27 y/o

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Businesswoman

「 Relationship 」
Single

Tessa had ensured the arena would be empty in preparation for her one-on-one with Morgan. While she'd warned her mothers of what would happen, she had neglected to include that detail in her message to Morgan. She was curious to see how he'd take to not being under his mother's supervision in the Citadel for once. She stands in the middle of the arena, posture tense and with her arms crossed, waiting for him to show up.

Message Me • 04:35, June 7, 2020 (UTC)

「 Morgan le Fey 」graduated slytherin • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
18

「 Species 」
wizard + animagus

「 Occupation 」
parader

「 Relationship 」
taken

Now this has been the training he's been looking forward to the least. He feels like he got a pretty decent read on Tessa in the group training and it wasn't a positive one; in fact, she managed to get on every last nerve in his entire body, which could probably be considered a talent. When Morgan walks into the training arena, the emptiness of it all registers with him, but doesn't bother him. In fact, the lack of his mother's beady eyes watching his every move feels quite liberating; at least he'll avoid a lecture afterwards now. "Evening," he greets Tessa curtly, hands buried into his pockets as he wanders into the centre of the arena to meet her.

Message Me • 04:38, June 7, 2020 (UTC)

「 Tessa Bellerose-Hartt 」slytherin alumna • famed entrepeneur

「 Age 」
27 y/o

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Businesswoman

「 Relationship 」
Single

Tessa, contrary to the last time she encountered Morgan, was not interested in pleasantries, earnest or otherwise. She offers him a nod of acknowledgment out of courtesy, but doesn't bother with much else. She observes him, her eyes taking in every inch of his body. Her face is impassive, but it's obvious she's sussing him out, trying to see if he has anything up his sleeve. Mentally, she doesn't get a read off anything except relief, which while amusing, isn't something she's going to dig into right now. Maybe later. "Have you been practicing your defense spells?"

Message Me • 04:46, June 7, 2020 (UTC)

「 Morgan le Fey 」graduated slytherin • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
18

「 Species 」
wizard + animagus

「 Occupation 」
parader

「 Relationship 」
taken

She's not subtle: not that he can blame her, he's been sizing her up and trying to figure her out since he met her. If he can find her weaknesses earlier on, she'll be much easier to deal with. "I'm sure you've been practicing your offensive ones," he replies, with a very fake smile and his wand at the ready in his hand.

Message Me • 04:50, June 7, 2020 (UTC)

「 Tessa Bellerose-Hartt 」slytherin alumna • famed entrepeneur

「 Age 」
27 y/o

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Businesswoman

「 Relationship 」
Single

She begins to step backwards as a precaution, edging closer towards the back of the arena with every step. "I don't imagine I'll need to use many of them against you," she replies easily, with a saccharine smile to accompany the remark. She opens her mouth, as though she's going to grace him with another retort, but instead one word comes out of her mouth, just as she's brandishing her wand. "Flipendo!" If she can knock him off his feet, it'll provide her with enough time to attack again. However, as a precaution, she casts another hex shortly afterwards. If he saves himself against one, hopefully it blinds him long enough for the other to make an effect. "Locomotor Wibbly!"

Message Me • 04:57, June 7, 2020 (UTC)

「 Morgan le Fey 」graduated slytherin • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
18

「 Species 」
wizard + animagus

「 Occupation 」
parader

「 Relationship 」
taken

Unfortunately for her (and fortunately for him), Tessa has a pretty obvious tell, and Morgan notices it just quickly enough to expect the Flipendo - it catches him just on the shoulder, knocking him back a step or two, but he sees the second hex coming and manages to leap out of the way too. Something he's good at: dodging. He may not have a lot of muscle to his frame, but slenderness makes him agile, and he almost prefers physically dodging spells than casting a defense. But that's what he's here for. "Impedimenta!" he casts, hoping to at least slow her down, before sending a Stinging jinx at her shoulder. Payback.

Message Me • 05:04, June 7, 2020 (UTC)

「 Tessa Bellerose-Hartt 」slytherin alumna • famed entrepeneur

「 Age 」
27 y/o

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Businesswoman

「 Relationship 」
Single

Tessa is irked by the boy's agility, but she supposes she should have seen it coming. He had warned her of it, the first time they met. Nonetheless, she avoids his first spell by throwing up a quick Protego, but it doesn't last long enough to protect her from his stinging jinx. It makes contact and knocks her back a step, her face contorting in pain as she swallows down a cry from the burning sensation that overcomes her shoulder; she got lucky it wasn't her dominant arm. She's going to kill the Valois bastard, she really is. For best effect, she knows she needs to cut him off at his advantage, and quickly tries to render him unable to keep moving with a quick "Colloshoo!". However, that isn't enough for someone like Morgan, and she tries to follow it with a simple, traditional, "Diffindo!" towards his dominan hand, where he has his wand. If she can get a cut in anywhere around there, she can potentially slow him down.

Message Me • 05:20, June 7, 2020 (UTC)

「 Morgan le Fey 」graduated slytherin • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
18

「 Species 」
wizard + animagus

「 Occupation 」
parader

「 Relationship 」
taken

When his Stinging jinx makes impact he grins, but it's quickly wiped from his face when he very narrowly misses the Stickfast she sends at him. His Protego just manages to protect him, but her Severing charm lands, and Morgan lets out a yell as he feels the skin on his arm split open and his wand clatter to the floor. It's not deep enough to take the whole arm off or anything, but it's deep.

Message Me • 05:24, June 7, 2020 (UTC)

「 Tessa Bellerose-Hartt 」slytherin alumna • famed entrepeneur

「 Age 」
27 y/o

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Businesswoman

「 Relationship 」
Single

If Sabrina and/or Adele were here, this would be the time they'd make her stop and patch Morgan up, because he is, of course, the Parade's new shiny baby that they all think they have to protect. The thought alone is so infuriating that she doesn't stop even though she knows she should, and levels her wand as though he weren't unarmed. However, rather than further aggravating his wound, she settles for a Confringo towards his wand. It's the anger. She does remain with her wand leveled towards him even afterwards, eyes narrowed like she doesn't believe he's really caved into his wound. She knows Morgan well enough to expect the worst from him. He's a le Fey, after all.

Message Me • 05:39, June 7, 2020 (UTC)

「 Morgan le Fey 」graduated slytherin • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
18

「 Species 」
wizard + animagus

「 Occupation 」
parader

「 Relationship 」
taken

His arm fucking stings, and there's blood running down onto his wrist and his hand and dripping in a pool on the floor, but his mind stays on how defenceless he currently is. He can't reach down and grab his wand, and when he sees Tessa raise her own he knows there's a spell coming. The idea pops into his head and Merlin, it probably isn't a good one. Not when he's extremely inexperienced in it, and when there's a gaping wound on his body right now, but he needs to dodge this spell. And judging by the vein on Tessa's forehead, it's going to be a big one. Taking a deep breath, he counts a very quick 1, 2, 3 before jumping.

Message Me • 05:46, June 7, 2020 (UTC)

「 Morgan le Fey 」sixth year slytherin student • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
16

「 Species 」
animagus

「 Occupation 」
student

「 Relationship 」
single

When he feels himself rise from the ground, he knows it's worked. Which is insane, but a massive fucking relief. And the fact that Tessa, as far as he knows, isn't aware of his animagus form is a good one-up, and he doesn't intend on giving her enough time to react before he swoops down and attempts to snatch her wand from her hand.

Message Me • 05:46, June 7, 2020 (UTC)

「 Tessa Bellerose-Hartt 」slytherin alumna • famed entrepeneur

「 Age 」
27 y/o

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Businesswoman

「 Relationship 」
Single

"Oh, okay, because that's not special of you, you slick git," she shouts, indignant, when he transforms into a raven. She can't believe he had this one up his sleeve and she didn't even realize it. Equal parts infuriated, shocked amused, she doesn't have the power to stop him, especially when it'd involve reaching up and she physically can't do that without breaking into a puddle of pained tears. Her shoulder is all swollen and nasty, and it's going to be a joy cleaning that up. When he snatches her wand, she's grateful her explosion wasn't as bad as she'd hoped and had missed the small wand, because she dives for his and takes it. It won't be as efficient, but it'll make do. With her good arm, she aims at the damned raven and shouts - "Glacius!" This just got a whole lot more difficult. "Impedimenta!" Afterwards, she also tries her hand at the Immobulus charm, hoping one of them would come in contact with him in spite of his quick speed and the wand not naturally answering to her.

Message Me • 06:01, June 7, 2020 (UTC)

「 Morgan le Fey 」sixth year slytherin student • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
16

「 Species 」
animagus

「 Occupation 」
student

「 Relationship 」
single

Ah. Maybe this plan isn't going to work as well as he'd expected. The cut in his arm seems to have translated into a sharp, shooting pain in his wing, and Morgan can just above keep himself soaring above ground but it certainly isn't graceful. He ducks her first Freezing charm, but the Impediment Jinx stops him in his tracks as if someone had just glued his wings down, and he quickly decides he should return back to his old form before she manages to end up killing him up here.

Message Me • 06:08, June 7, 2020 (UTC)

「 Morgan le Fey 」graduated slytherin • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
18

「 Species 」
wizard + animagus

「 Occupation 」
parader

「 Relationship 」
taken

When he feels corporal again and the ground feels solid beneath his feet, his arm is a mess. The wand he'd stolen from Tessa is currently clamped between his teeth, so he reaches up to retrieve it (with his bad arm) and sends another Stinging Jinx, this time at her dominant hand, before attempting an "Expelliarmus!" to get his wand back.

Message Me • 06:08, June 7, 2020 (UTC)

「 Tessa Bellerose-Hartt 」slytherin alumna • famed entrepeneur

「 Age 」
27 y/o

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Businesswoman

「 Relationship 」
Single

Tessa isn't as agile as Morgan, and unfortunately, it shows when he hurls the stinging jinx at her. She tries moving out of the way, but it nicks her on her torso, knocking her off her feet. Her head slams against the concrete of the floor and her vision briefly goes dark, but at least she isn't struck by the disarming charm thanks to her fall. Her head hurts and there's stars in her vision that she can't successfully blink away. Her stomach stings and so does her shoulder, and she's pretty sure she just landed herself a concussion, but she still manages to sit up so she can try to cast another "Diffindo!" at her step-brother, this time straight towards his chest and torso. Her vision is blurry now even though she's trying to blink it all away, but she still aims in his general direction as she tries again: "Incarcerous!"

Message Me • 06:13, June 7, 2020 (UTC)

「 Morgan le Fey 」graduated slytherin • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
18

「 Species 」
wizard + animagus

「 Occupation 」
parader

「 Relationship 」
taken

The Incarcerous doesn't land, mostly because the Diffindo does, slashing across his torso and tearing through his t-shirt - and top layer of skin - as if it were butter. His bloody hand flies to his stomach as he feels his shirt slowly begin to turn red, and between that and his arm (which he's pretty sure she's severed a vein in), he's very much on the verge of passing out. Tessa doesn't look in the best shape either, but this is a duel, and he's here to win. Sending a Stupefy would probably kill her, and he doesn't fancy dealing with the entire Parade if he were responsible for that, so he decides on a weak "Impedimenta" to ensure she can't get up and catch him off-guard.

Message Me • 06:23, June 7, 2020 (UTC)

「 Tessa Bellerose-Hartt 」slytherin alumna • famed entrepeneur

「 Age 」
27 y/o

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Businesswoman

「 Relationship 」
Single

Merlin's sake, Tessa is as good as dead right now. Both her shoulder and torso are beyond swollen and she can't breathe without more tears burning her eyes. That spell really packs a punch. She cannot be arsed enough to roll out of the way, so she concedes the duel to him by taking the brunt of the spell, which really - all it does is help her. Now she can't move around quickly and by extension, aggravate her wounds. Her eyes flutter shut for a moment and she exhales. When she opens them again, she glances at Morgan with defeat in her eyes. She nods, but it's tiny and almost imperceptible. The message, however, is clear as day; well done. He sure shut her up, but from the looks of it, she got a few good cuts in. Good. But she can't move - she doesn't want to - and she really needs some help.

Message Me • 06:32, June 7, 2020 (UTC)

「 Morgan le Fey 」graduated slytherin • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
18

「 Species 」
wizard + animagus

「 Occupation 」
parader

「 Relationship 」
taken

Merlin, Tessa looks awful. He can barely focus on how much a mess he's in himself because Tessa honestly looks about halfway to death already, and he knows if anything happens to her then he'll be the one who gets it in the neck from his mother, Adele and Xavier all at once. So, he hobbles over, one hand pressed against his torso and the other reaching for his own wand, before he kneels beside her and grimaces. "You look like I just dug you up," he says, before placing the tip of his wand against her left shoulder and whispering a quick Episkey. Whether it will work or not is beyond him - there are black spots starting to cover his vision and honestly, passing out seems like a very nice idea right now.

Message Me • 06:36, June 7, 2020 (UTC)

「 Xavier Hartt 」The Black Parade

「 Age 」
40

「 Species 」
Human

「 Occupation 」
Thief

「 Relationship 」
Married

Xavier knew Tessa wanted the arena empty for training with Morgan, but he's still wary of what that might entail. He decides to pass by to make sure everything's still going alright, and just in time too. When he sees the pair on the ground, blood pooling on the floor, he immediately rushes into him. Merlin, it was a good idea to start studying up on healing spells for Björn's training. He notices some of Tessa's wounds are clearing up already – normally, she would be his first priority but he turns attention to Morgan, nonverbally trying to heal the boy to the best of his ability. "Jesus Christ, you guys." he tells the two. Sitting in between them both, he continues to mumble spells under his breath, watching as the gashes start closing in one at a time.

Message Me • 06:41, June 7, 2020 (UTC)

「 Morgan le Fey 」graduated slytherin • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
18

「 Species 」
wizard + animagus

「 Occupation 」
parader

「 Relationship 」
taken

He barely even registers Xavier's presence at first because he's too busy blacking out, and he falls back onto his good arm as Tessa's dad races into the chamber. The wound on his torso closes first, seamlessly as if it were never there, followed by the slash on his arm. The blood remains though, drying sticky, dark red against his pale skin. If it was anyone else treating them right now, he'd say something like she started it, but he doesn't fancy getting his arse handed to him by Tessa's dad, of all people.

Message Me • 06:45, June 7, 2020 (UTC)

「 Tessa Bellerose-Hartt 」slytherin alumna • famed entrepeneur

「 Age 」
27 y/o

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Businesswoman

「 Relationship 」
Single

Logic says he should tend to Morgan's wounds first. He's Sabrina's son after all, and she left him on the verge of death, but Tessa wouldn't be Tessa if she weren't irrational. She side-eyes her dad with some contempt in her eyes, but doesn't actually say anything because that Episkey reduced some of the swelling, even if the pain still lingered along with the scorching marks that eat down her arm and up her neck. Her stomach was worse off, but she supposes it could wait until Morgan wasn't about to die. She shakes a little, because - is it just her, or is it cold in here? Bit by bit, she leans sideways until she rests on her good shoulder, nearly in fetal position so she doesn't hurt her stomach too much. Briefly, she wonders if it'll scar, and beyond that, if it'll scar over the stab wound. She hopes not, honestly. "Oh, Merlin," she mumbles, exhaling as she rests her head against the floor and closes her eyes. "I'm tired."

Message Me • 06:53, June 7, 2020 (UTC)

「 Xavier Hartt 」The Black Parade

「 Age 」
40

「 Species 」
Human

「 Occupation 」
Thief

「 Relationship 」
Married

When he hears Tessa talking, he almost completely forgets about Morgan and turns his attention to his daughter. "I know, kid." he says, soothingly, offering his free hand for her to hold and squeeze as much as she needs to get through this. He continues holding his wand over her, muttering healing spell after healing spell, focusing on her stomach and shoulder. His heart is beating fast but slowly, the wounds close, and he feels relief settle in slowly.

Message Me • 06:57, June 7, 2020 (UTC)

「 Morgan le Fey 」graduated slytherin • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
18

「 Species 」
wizard + animagus

「 Occupation 」
parader

「 Relationship 」
taken

Seeing Tessa and Xavier like that makes his stomach feel all funny. Could you imagine Sabrina doing that? Hugging him, telling him everything's going to be okay? It feels so familial and intimate that he doesn't want to watch it, less it reminds him of everything he doesn't have, so Morgan tries to bring his legs into his chest and stand up. His torso immediately protests at the movement - turns out that cut was deeper than he thought, there's a good chance it will scar - and he stumbles back to the ground, letting out a huff of pain.

Message Me • 07:01, June 7, 2020 (UTC)

「 Tessa Bellerose-Hartt 」slytherin alumna • famed entrepeneur

「 Age 」
27 y/o

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Businesswoman

「 Relationship 」
Single

The hand helps, and Tessa isn't embarrassed to admit she holds onto it like a lifeline. This isn't the first time they've been in this position and it likely won't be the last, so to know she has her father's support, it means everything to her. Bit by bit, the swelling subsides until her skin is mostly back to normal and she feels like she can breathe again, but her skin still stings and burns to the touch. She knows both areas are going to be sensitive for quite a while. At least her stomach doesn't feel like it's ripping itself apart from the inside out anymore. "Thanks, dad," she mumbles, turning just enough to look at him with a small, appreciative smile. Then, she notices Morgan and winces. It won't be fun, dealing with that. Slowly, she forces herself onto a sitting position, hating the sensation but knowing it's only fair she try to return Morgan's kindness from earlier. She doesn't know what to do, and her eyes flicker over to Xavier to wordlessly convey as much.

Message Me • 07:14, June 7, 2020 (UTC)

「 Xavier Hartt 」The Black Parade

「 Age 」
40

「 Species 」
Human

「 Occupation 」
Thief

「 Relationship 」
Married

Not letting go of Tessa's hand, Xavier shoots both of them a look. "Both of you, stay down. I've got this." he says, the authority in his voice clear – neither of them were going to argue with him. He turns his attention to Morgan's torso, doing his best to heal the cut. "I hope you two have fun explaining this to Sabrina."

Message Me • 07:27, June 7, 2020 (UTC)

「 Morgan le Fey 」graduated slytherin • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
18

「 Species 」
wizard + animagus

「 Occupation 」
parader

「 Relationship 」
taken

"We were only training," he grumbles, barely able to bite back a not my fault your daughter can't-, but it's not like he can say much with half his body's blood content all over the stone floor. Instead he sighs, shooting Xavier a challenging look. "Do you have to get her involved? It just means more hassle for all of us."

Message Me • 07:30, June 7, 2020 (UTC)

「 Tessa Bellerose-Hartt 」slytherin alumna • famed entrepeneur

「 Age 」
27 y/o

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Businesswoman

「 Relationship 」
Single

"We're not getting her involved," she states firmly, or as firmly as she can when her words are slow and sluggish. She's still feeling the repercussions of that impedimenta. She casts another look at Morgan. She never thought she'd ever see the day where she actually saw eye to eye with him on something. "She knew what to expect when she ordered me to train them."

Message Me • 07:34, June 7, 2020 (UTC)

「 Xavier Hartt 」The Black Parade

「 Age 」
40

「 Species 」
Human

「 Occupation 」
Thief

「 Relationship 」
Married

"I swear to God, if this happens again..." he trails off, clicking his tongue. The wounds are healing better than Xavier thought. He's always been a skilled wizard, but still. Thank Merlin for Björn's training. "I know you're both capable enough to stop right before killing each other, but I'd like to avoid seeing you on the brink of death ever again." He takes a deep breath. "Morgan, if anything happened to you, Sabrina might kill everyone involved." He turns to his daughter. "Tessa," he starts, but the emotions are overwhelming, so he does nothing but squeeze her hand. Seeing his daughter hurt made him feel like he was the one in pain. "I'm glad you're okay." he says, finally. "You'll be better in no time. Please do not scare me like that ever again."

Message Me • 07:39, June 7, 2020 (UTC)

「 Morgan le Fey 」graduated slytherin • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
18

「 Species 」
wizard + animagus

「 Occupation 」
parader

「 Relationship 」
taken

Xavier's always worn his heart on his sleeve, and seeing him so emotional over his daughter's wellbeing makes Morgan just want the ground to open up and swallow him whole. He can't even bear to look at it, so he turns his head away and swallows uneasily, before attempting to stand again. It hurts just as much but he's managed to regain some strength in his legs, so he manages to pull himself together and dust himself down, before casting a quick Scourgify to clean all the dried blood off of him. "She'll be fine," he says, looking down at Tessa who looks so - young. Not at all like the leader who had talked shit to him from the balcony just a few days ago. Maybe she can be defeated after all.

Message Me • 07:46, June 7, 2020 (UTC)

「 Tessa Bellerose-Hartt 」slytherin alumna • famed entrepeneur

「 Age 」
27 y/o

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Businesswoman

「 Relationship 」
Single

Tessa smirks at the tone, because - yes, there's the step-brother she knows and loathes. She shakes her head but decides she's above him and thus doesn't reply. However, she does feel for her father, and she squeezes his hand back, trusting it'll convey her apology. She really does hate that he was the one to find them. He doesn't deserve that stress. She glances at Morgan once more and gestures towards the exit, trying not to wince at the ache. "You can go. I'll owl you for our next session." Her tone doesn't leave room for arguments, but Morgan has never been one to care, so she waits, fully expecting some witty retort.

Message Me • 07:52, June 7, 2020 (UTC)

「 Morgan le Fey 」graduated slytherin • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
18

「 Species 」
wizard + animagus

「 Occupation 」
parader

「 Relationship 」
taken

His eyebrows fly up at the words next session, considering the absolute state that they're in, but he doesn't respond with any witty comeback like she's probably expecting. He's too worn out. Instead, he just gives them both an exasperated look, before turning and walking - or rather, limping - out of the chamber.

Message Me • 08:08, June 7, 2020 (UTC)

Ivan

「 Ivan Volkov 」Koldovstoretz Alumni • Dark Knight

「 Age 」
30 y/o

「 Species 」
Wizard

「 Occupation 」
Hit-man

「 Relationship 」
Single, not looking

Ivan strode into the certain of the arena with his wand drawn. He was confident in his abilities and that he would absolutely crush the simulation, because of his real life experience mostly. However, he still didn't know all the details of what he was getting himself into - intentionally, of course. It was better for him if he was faced with harder training situations than the real world. How did the Brits say it? Practice like you're playing and you'll play like your're practicing? It wasn't a perfect analogy to how Ivan handled things but it was pretty close. His hand gripped his wand tight as he surveyed his surroundings, looking for cover, if there was any. Worst comes to worse, he'd have a shield charm up in a matter of seconds.

Message Me • 22:53, June 3, 2020 (UTC)

Game Master Send Me an Owl! - 23:17, June 3, 2020 (UTC) When Ivan walks in, the drones have already created an intricate scenario, with his instructions illuminated on the wall: kill them all. The 'them' in question is a crew of other wizards hidden in different parts of the arena, all equipped with wands and other weapons to make the scenario all the more realistic for Ivan. The arena itself is a labyrinth with closing-in walls and obstacles, like a laser tag arena sans the neon lights. The only source of lights comes from the red lasers and the dim torches that decorate the Citadel.

「 Ivan Volkov 」Koldovstoretz Alumni • Dark Knight

「 Age 」
30 y/o

「 Species 」
Wizard

「 Occupation 」
Hit-man

「 Relationship 」
Single, not looking

The light he had was not nearly enough to see his hidden enemies, so while he still had the chance to think and not react, he did himself in a concealed space behind a wall that was conveniently placed so that he could see most of the arena, but very few spots could see him. He then silently cast lumos maxima and sent the ball of light into the middle of the arena so he could get a better visual on what he was working with. He also mentally prepared himself for a counter attack should he become spotted

Message Me • 23:39, June 3, 2020 (UTC)

Game Master Send Me an Owl! - 04:35, June 7, 2020 (UTC) The lumos maxima is successful, but it does garner the attention of the androids, who quickly surmise where the light had come from and sneak around the walls, staying low to avoid immediate detection. One of them casts a successful Nox, once again plunging the arena into darkness. Another quickly cuts a corner and, spotting Ivan, casts a disarming charm in his direction.

「 Ivan Volkov 」Koldovstoretz Alumni • Dark Knight

「 Age 」
30 y/o

「 Species 」
Wizard

「 Occupation 」
Hit-man

「 Relationship 」
Single, not looking

Ivan noticed the one that cast the disarming charm coming at him, and quickly attempted to throw up a shield charm to deflect the disarming. Should that be successful, he was prepared to quickly retaliate with a killing curse. The instructions had been to kill them all, not to incapacitate them all. He knew where the android should be due to the light the disarming charm produced, so was hedging his bet that the droid wouldn't be fast as he was

Message Me • 22:53, June 7, 2020 (UTC)

The Younglings

「 Veronica Drake 」Street Girl- Dropout - TBP Recruit

「 Age 」
16

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Thief

「 Relationship 」
N/A

Of course they'd set up the two youngest - Well, the ones who weren't blood, anyways. Those three got special attention, and everyone saw it. Nonetheless, it was an opportunity for her to finally do something other than just sit around. Quin was in the other room, sleeping soundly but in earshot in case she needed something. She looked over to her partner - Bjorn - and held out her hand, her wand in the other hand. "Have we been introduced? Veronica Drake."

Message Me • 21:05, June 3, 2020 (UTC)

「 Björn Vynter-Hartt 」Fifth Year, Hufflepuff

「 Age 」
15

「 Species 」
Wizard

「 Occupation 」
Student

「 Relationship 」
Single

Bjorn was nervous. He's the youngest here, by a fair amount and it shows. He's not that physically astute, nor is he magically adept like Tristan and Iseult. Yet for some reason there's a certain pressure on him, as a legacy child, to do well. He's got no idea of what his capabilities (or lack thereof) are. "Oh, um, hi. Bjorn. Bjorn Vynter-Hartt." He says, shaking the girl's hand. She must be the same age as Morgan and the twins. He can't really say much else, because he feels like his heart is beating so loud, threatening to jump out of his chest, so he gives her a tight smile instead.

Message Me • 21:09, June 3, 2020 (UTC)

「 Veronica Drake 」Street Girl- Dropout - TBP Recruit

「 Age 」
16

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Thief

「 Relationship 」
N/A

Great. This kid was shaking in his boots more than she did her first day here. "Where do you want to start? Magical or physical?" She wanted to make this kid as comfortable as she could, but she was only as good as her partner.

Message Me • 21:11, June 3, 2020 (UTC)

「 Björn Vynter-Hartt 」Fifth Year, Hufflepuff

「 Age 」
15

「 Species 」
Wizard

「 Occupation 」
Student

「 Relationship 」
Single

He thinks. Physical training isn't going to be a strong suit, given he's literally only fourteen. He's read some spellbooks, and he's seen his dads cast some pretty wild things. "Magical." He says, nodding his head as he says it, almost to make it seem more comfortable. He looks her in the eyes and says, "Definitely magical."

Message Me • 21:15, June 3, 2020 (UTC)

「 Veronica Drake 」Street Girl- Dropout - TBP Recruit

「 Age 」
16

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Thief

「 Relationship 」
N/A

She nods. That's what she was more comfortable with too. So, she steps back, and pulls out her wand, standing at the ready.

Message Me • 21:17, June 3, 2020 (UTC)

Game Master Send Me an Owl! - 22:22, June 3, 2020 (UTC) At Tessa's queue, a blood red light inundates the training arena. A figure materializes, composed of blood red blocks, and positions itself into a dueling position. It flourishes its wand and wordlessly casts a quick disarming charm towards them both one quickly after the other.

「 Björn Vynter-Hartt 」Fifth Year, Hufflepuff

「 Age 」
15

「 Species 」
Wizard

「 Occupation 」
Student

「 Relationship 」
Single

His first instinct is to cast a "Finite incantatem!" Towards the spell, hoping to cancel out the magic heading towards him. He then aims a (slightly shaky) "Expelliarmus" towards the animated training dummy.

Message Me • 22:31, June 3, 2020 (UTC)

「 Veronica Drake 」Street Girl- Dropout - TBP Recruit

「 Age 」
16

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Thief

「 Relationship 」
N/A

Veronica is a bit impressed with his response time, but also, knowing this was an exercise meant to strenghten the connection between her and her team members, she decided to stick with him to ward off any more spells headed towards them - But also to be a stronger offensive. Knowing his spell was probably going to fail, she raised her wand with his, and aimed it to the drone. "Confringo." She exclaims, her intent clear.

Message Me • 22:40, June 3, 2020 (UTC)

Game Master Send Me an Owl! - 04:37, June 7, 2020 (UTC) The Finite incantatem is successful against the figure, but Bjorn's disarming charm does not work. It's up to Veronica to get rid of the figure, which she succeeds in doing. However, there is no reprieve, because in its place appears two more androids. They hurl a spell at each of them - a successful knockbank jinx at Bjorn and a successful jelly-legs jinx at Veronica. Both prepare for another onslaught of attacks; a backfiring jinx at Bjorn, and a ventus jix at Veronica, hoping to further discourage them from continuing the attack.

Trouble Triplets

「 Tessa Bellerose-Hartt 」slytherin alumna • famed entrepeneur

「 Age 」
27 y/o

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Businesswoman

「 Relationship 」
Single

Tessa is stood up on the balcony, leaning against the railing as she waits for the le Feys to make an appearance. The small drones she'd commissioned WizCo to make were magically shrouded in various spots around the training arena. Beyond that, it was empty. No dummies, no obstacle courses, nothing. No mats, either. She was hoping they'd knock themselves out at some point.

Message Me • 20:43, June 3, 2020 (UTC)

「 Morgan le Fey 」graduated slytherin • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
18

「 Species 」
wizard + animagus

「 Occupation 」
parader

「 Relationship 」
taken

The owl he'd received from Tessa had made his heart sink a little; finally, training was happening, but he's not exactly looking forward to it. Walking into the arena, everything is quiet. He notices just how bare everything is, no equipment or apparatus, and it instantly makes him suspect that Tessa's got something up her sleeve. Speaking of Tessa, he spots her up on the balcony, looking down on them like she thinks she's above them in any way. "Afternoon," he says gravely, head titled back and up to the shadows.

Message Me • 20:49, June 3, 2020 (UTC)

「 Iseult le Fey 」Seventh Year, Ravenclaw ☥ The Enchantress

「 Age 」
17 y/o

「 Species 」
Legilimens

「 Occupation 」
Student

「 Relationship 」
Single

She waltzes into the room, taking in it's emptiness. Iseult can't help but follow the tips Adele gave her - forget the boys, exude confidence. She smirks, deciding not to say anything.

Message Me • 20:51, June 3, 2020 (UTC)

「 Tristan le Fey 」Seventh Year, Slytherin • The Viper King

「 Age 」
17 y/o

「 Species 」
Parselmouth

「 Occupation 」
Student / Parader

「 Relationship 」
Single

For once equipped with only a wand, Tristan steps in last. As always. He grins at his sister and cousin, but the silence feels too absolute for even him to break so he leaves it at that, folding his arms and following Morgan's gaze to the balcony.

Message Me • 20:54, June 3, 2020 (UTC)

「 Tessa Bellerose-Hartt 」slytherin alumna • famed entrepeneur

「 Age 」
27 y/o

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Businesswoman

「 Relationship 」
Single

"My oh my, is this the first time you're actually punctual? I feel honored, truly. I'm offended, however - no hellos, good mornings, false pleasantries? I failed to realize I had to train you in manners, too. It's all part of the game, after all," Tessa begins, audibly amused by the seriousness with which they stand. She disapparates and reappears with a loud crack right behind them. "I don't know what your strengths or weaknesses. I don't know how you work independently, and frankly, I think it's a bit dumb to train you together before I train you individually, so I hope step-mother dearest knows what she's doing, but I digress. Tell me, where do you work best? What are your flaws?"

Message Me • 21:06, June 3, 2020 (UTC)

「 Morgan le Fey 」graduated slytherin • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
18

「 Species 」
wizard + animagus

「 Occupation 」
parader

「 Relationship 」
taken

It makes his skin crawl when she refers to Sabrina as her step-mother - Merlin, I forget that we're related - and he sees his mother lounging on the balcony, watching them all closely. And beside Tristan and Iseult, both of whom bare powers, Morgan's never felt smaller. He rolls his eyes at Tessa's false kindness, before clearing his throat, the noise echoing throughout the empty chamber. "Thievery. Hand-to-hand combat. I can find a way out of a locked box." Weaknesses are a little harder to voice but he has to, or be targeted. "Unlike my cousins here, I'm not gifted in any way. Though I'm training in Occlumency."

Message Me • 21:12, June 3, 2020 (UTC)

「 Iseult le Fey 」Seventh Year, Ravenclaw ☥ The Enchantress

「 Age 」
17 y/o

「 Species 」
Legilimens

「 Occupation 」
Student

「 Relationship 」
Single

She places a hand on her hip, feigning sweetness. "Well it is just lovely to see you again, Madame Bellerose." She says, "You prove time and time again what wonders can be achieved with a simple ponytail." She says, batting her eyelids. "Legilimency. Though you already knew that, didn't you?" She says coyly, "I'm a decent spellcaster too. Not one for physical combat, though."

Message Me • 21:20, June 3, 2020 (UTC)

「 Tristan le Fey 」Seventh Year, Slytherin • The Viper King

「 Age 」
17 y/o

「 Species 」
Parselmouth

「 Occupation 」
Student / Parader

「 Relationship 」
Single

"Snakes," he says simply when it's his turn, before thinking back to his session with Søren. "And duelling, but I'm weak on the defense."

Message Me • 21:24, June 3, 2020 (UTC)

「 Tessa Bellerose-Hartt 」slytherin alumna • famed entrepeneur

「 Age 」
27 y/o

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Businesswoman

「 Relationship 」
Single

Tessa nods at Morgan, acknowledging his response. Towards Iseult, she nods again, and looking at Tristan, she pauses. She regards him with undisguised interest. "Did you bring them? If they're your biggest strength, it's something we can work on here. Have you got a basilisk, by any chance?" After a moment of deliberation, she continues. "We'll hone your strengths first. You already have a strong foundation to build on individually, but now we need to figure out how to make a team out of it. Iseult and Morgan, you're two sides of the same coin. Occlumency and legilimency, hand-to-hand and spellcasting. You'll need to work together to make the dynamic work, picking up each other's weaknesses and filling them in. Your legilimency will be useful for figuring out a plan on the spot, Iseult, but how good are you at acting on the spot; are your instincts reliable? Casting offensive and defensive spells, are you adept at both? Hand-to-hand isn't much of a priority, not when you have spells that can do thrice the damage in half the time. It isn't all just relying on your charms and being able to read minds, sadly. You'd be surprised at how many people know occlumency," Turning towards Morgan, she echoes the sentiment, "Being agile is good. Getting of places quick is great, and being able to move around undetected is even better; especially considering the fact that Tristan struggles most in defensive spells. You'll need to fill that gap as best as you can, because as I see it, you'll be the fall-back man, in the shadows, covering Tristan and Iseult. The library has excellent resources and the Room of Requirement always makes itself known to those who need to practice. Spend as much time there as you can and here, learning as much defensive spells as you can. They don't serve the same purposes and it isn't always the right time to use one rather than the other. Learn the differences and be able to use them on the spot, wand or no wand," Tessa turns towards Tristan, "You'll need to work on that. Defensive spells are important, even if you likely won't need them as much as Morgan. But you have your snakes, and that could be a useful addition to any plan. Not many stand the sight of them, and if you can control them, it's more often than not catastrophic for them. How quick are you with your wand? Are you good at wandless magic? The element of surprise is always a nice bonus, but not many can master it. If Iseult is the strategist and Morgan is the sneak, the fall-back, the one that protects you both, they still need someone that can cause the most damage, and I'm inclined to believe you'd best fill that role. You'll need to think fast and move faster," Tessa says, "The only way this'll work is if you work as one and trust each other's instincts. There's never time to bicker or stop to think, so you need to walk in there knowing your lives are in each other's hands," she continues, "The druid village we recently wiped out. Let's suppose it was you three. How would you have proceeded with the mission?"

Message Me • 21:49, June 3, 2020 (UTC)

「 Morgan le Fey 」graduated slytherin • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
18

「 Species 」
wizard + animagus

「 Occupation 」
parader

「 Relationship 」
taken

He listens with mild interest, not particularly intrigued until he hears Tessa mention his name. Honestly, most of it breezes by (he tries not to laugh at how Tristan's eyes light up when Tess asks him about his basilisk). It's not until Tessa calls him the fall-back man that he feels something... ugly ignite inside his stomach. It might make sense but his arrogance doesn't accept it well. "Better than whoever did, considering every newspaper in the Wizarding world seems to know it was us," he remarks, before rolling his eyes and answering the question properly. "I would have done it quietly. No massive ambush, no loud noises. You can do far more damage from the inside without anyone realising until it's too late."

Message Me • 22:02, June 3, 2020 (UTC)

「 Iseult le Fey 」Seventh Year, Ravenclaw ☥ The Enchantress

「 Age 」
17 y/o

「 Species 」
Legilimens

「 Occupation 」
Student

「 Relationship 」
Single

She gives Morgan a look as he speaks. In truth she actually agrees with most of what Tessa said. "I can act. I pretend to like you lot most of the time." She says in her usual blasé tone. "And my instincts must have some weighting. I'm here, aren't I?"

Message Me • 22:16, June 3, 2020 (UTC)

「 Tristan le Fey 」Seventh Year, Slytherin • The Viper King

「 Age 」
17 y/o

「 Species 」
Parselmouth

「 Occupation 」
Student / Parader

「 Relationship 」
Single

"Not yet," he answers the basilisk question, a fire lighting in his eyes that wasn't there previously. Maybe Tessa isn't all bad. "Never tried wandless magic. How hard can it be?" He doesn't answer the question about the Druids - that's more Morgan and Iseult's area. His strategy is mediocre at best.

Message Me • 22:24, June 3, 2020 (UTC)

「 Tessa Bellerose-Hartt 」slytherin alumna • famed entrepeneur

「 Age 」
27 y/o

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Businesswoman

「 Relationship 」
Single

"Meet with me afterwards. You may see yourself in a mission sooner than you'd think," she tells Tristan, the hints of a smile on her face. Her face hardens when she hears Iseult's bitchy remark, and rolls her eyes again. Tessa has never been one to invade minds she doesn't have to, but knowing she agrees with most of what she's said makes her smirk a little. "I didn't realize you read Witch Weekly, little brother! Quite the gossipy magazine, that one. Tell me, what did you get on the What kind of boyfriend are you? quiz? I'm pegging you as the wound-up, arrogant type. You know the ones! Don't care much for women and think they're the be-all end-all of the dating pool," Tessa beams at him, knowing well enough she's only getting further on his nerves. "Well, then, you all seem confident enough. Here are the rules of the game! Don't lose. Rely on each other. If you get hurt, walk it off. Show me what you're made of." Just like that, Tessa disapparates and materializes up in the balcony. She doesn't give them time to dwell on that, because she claps and the torches around the training room die out. Dramatic, just how she likes it. "Begin!"

Message Me • 22:38, June 3, 2020 (UTC)

Game Master Send Me an Owl! - 22:38, June 3, 2020 (UTC) Under Tessa's queue, the drones activate. For a moment, all that can be seen is different blood red lasers around the room, but bit by bit, they begin to create different shapes. By the end of it, it's clear it replicated the druid village the Parade killed out weeks ago, at a smaller scale - or is it? It's eerily silent in spite of the drones being able to make noise, like everyone's asleep.