Bet you can't catch me
Wed Mar 29, 2017 21:13

Rubenís smirk didnít fade. Not when he caught Rose checking him out - if anything, that caused it to broaden and he was more than happy to return the gesture, blue eyes skimming across her body to confirm that, yes, she was indeed among the more attractive people in their classes. Not when she initiated a countdown - only his hands responded to that, fingers curling more snugly around his oaken wand while keeping his wrist loose to counter its more rigid structure. And especially not when she launched the first attack. Nimbly, he twisted away from the direction of her wand to avoid being hit, blonde braid swinging over his shoulder at the motion.

Bodily dodging spells wasnít a common approach to wizard duels, he was aware, but the combination was preached at Durmstrang, and it spoke to him. Shouted, really. Ruben was an extremely physical person; he thrived off the satisfaction that came with knowing his body could handle what was thrown at it. His favourite type of duelling was mixed, wand in his right hand and the left wrapped around some weapon or into a fist. Ruben hadnít gotten to the top tier of duellers, but he had taken great pleasure in the challenge of working dual-handed and had come a long way in his four years as a member of Durmstrangís duelling society. It sucked that he couldnít properly practice his offensive skillset at RMI, but he figured he could still make the most of his physical defensive tactics where possible.

Another thing he was aware of, which further tied into his necessary restraint at RMI, was the knowledge that there was an area of spellcasting mainstream wizarding society disapproved of for no good reason. Absolutely dumb, in his opinion... an opinion that had been generally shared by the vast majority of his former peers and their Dark Arts professor. Alas, the difference in duelling standards at academic institutions outside of Durmstrang (and select others at their level) was apparently big enough that it had warranted a brief lecture from his D.A. prof on his last day in classes about paying attention to his surroundings and stuff like that, so that he could blend in rather than stick out.

Ruben hated blending in. But he didnít fancy the idea of getting dragged out for detention if they took offense to his more creative arsenal of wandwork, so he tried to keep his head down a little in RMIís Duelling Club. Boooring. At least the secret passages throughout the school had some nooks that he could periodically hole up and practice more interesting spells in.

ďStupefy,Ē he returned back at Rose, the corner of his mouth still curved up contently from the adrenaline of duelling. Ruben followed it immediately with a ďDensaugeo!Ē aimed more to her side rather than her centre. This was mostly out of curiousity to see if she was the type to physically move out of the way or react with a counterjinx - know thy enemy, and all that. He was also optimistic that the double spell might catch her by surprise. Probably not enough to make contact (Roseís reaction to him had been confident enough that he wasnít about to underestimate her) but maybe enough to slow her down.

  • Ready, set, rumble! - Rose, Mon Mar 27 04:54
    ďYouíre on,Ē Rose flashed a grin at Ruben. She liked challenges. She was usually good at challenges. And although she hadnít paid enough attention to the new kid to figure out if he was going to be a ... more
    • Bet you can't catch me - Ruben, Wed Mar 29 21:13
      • Wanna bet? - Rose, Thu Mar 30 04:54
        Ruben dodged her first spell, which Rose was both surprised by and unsurprised by. She had expected him to respond with another spell, mostly because that was what most people did when they dueled.... more
        • Sure, I could use the cash - Ruben, Thu Mar 30 15:57
          Rose did wind up dodging his second spell, which he made mental note of. It was always good to know who was willing to play along with him in turning a duel away from pure magic. Because of course... more
          • Damn. Instead of being knocked into the hole and stuck there by her leg-locker curse, Ruben had rolled into the hole of his own accord and used it to protect himself. She wasnít entirely sure if her... more
            • As he jumped out of the hole, Ruben overheard the spell she used on his first ball of thorns. It wasn't one he recognized, which he supposed wasn't too unusual: if he imagined taking his Dark Arts... more
              • Well I'm certainly not losing - Rose, Mon Apr 3 04:42
                Oh Merlin, had Ruben just punched a rock ? Rose snorted and tried to prevent herself from entering full-on giggles. Blasting the rock was something she expected, but it took a special kind of person... more
                • Are you sure about that? - Ruben, Tue Apr 4 01:18
                  Excellent. Heíd caught her. A swell of satisfaction washed over him as he watched his jinx hoist Rose into the air. Technically, his was the first injury, but he didnít think it exactly counted. She... more
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