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Sixth Year & Chaser
bitch, I said what I said I'd rather be famous instead |
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Post by Mia King on Feb 19, 2024 14:33:28 GMT -8
"You fucking bitch!" Mia cried out as she ripped her hand back and cradled it to her chest. This is why she hated Herbology. The plants had a mind of their fucking own and her thumb was as black as they came. Tentatively, she looked down at her hand and felt her head spin when she saw how fucked up it looked. Blood was pouring out of the open gashes and her hand was throbbing painfully. Her dark gaze lifted to glare at the Venomous Tentacula and she knew she had to get to the Hospital Wing immediately, even without Professor Chandler telling her to hurry there. Mia didn't even bother with collecting her things - Ivy would bring them back to her later - she just turned and pushed her way through the greenhouse while she held her hand close to her chest. "Get the fuck out of my way," she shouted as she practically ran to the first floor, the crowds parting for her as she barreled through them. By the time she made it to the hospital, her body was feeling weak and her head was spinning in circles. She pushed her way through the door and collapsed inside.
The next thing she knew, she was laying down in a bed with a dull ache in her head and her hand still throbbing. Mia groaned as she sat up in the bed, taking a moment to glance down at her hand. It was wrapped up in bandages, but it didn't look like it was actively bleeding anymore. The Healer came to her quickly and explained that she needed to spend the night there tonight, but she made it in time to get the anti-venom. Her hand would heal up nicely save for a few faint scars. Great. Just fucking great. Mia hated that her hand would be scarred and she blamed Professor Chandler for this mishap. Her mouth was as dry as a fucking desert and she reached for the glass of water on her bedside table, bringing it to her lips and chugging it until every last drop slid down her throat. That's when she noticed a pair of eyes on her and she turned to see who was staring at her. "What the fuck are you staring at?" She asked the boy in the bed beside her.
Dorian 'Wash' Washington
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Year/Job
Fifth Year Lion
Beater (44)
Alanna
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Post by Dorian 'Wash' Washington on Feb 22, 2024 19:50:55 GMT -8
Unfortunately Dorian wasn't the smartest, and he definitely wasn't the most careful, but he was rather gullible. All of which added up to a lifetime of, er, interesting choices. Some good, some of them were experiences that the lion would never forget for the rest of his life.
Most of them were bad.
There was no need to go down the list, but playing in the forest a stone's throw from home gave Dorian plenty of opportunities to make mistakes. He'd been dared to eat those unidentified mushrooms; what else could a gullible eight year old be expected to do? Of course he ate them, he wasn't a chicken. The worst part, was that Dorian would probably roll those dice again.
So, Dorian knew he'd made a mistake, but only knew that after his potion had started spitting out neon bright shade of blue-green (maybe it was teal, or that aqua colour) smoke. He then compounded the mistake by looking right into his potion from above. The left side of Dorian's face and shoulder was still stained neon bright in smoky looking patterns.
Of course that was when it exploded. Dorian was kind of fuzzy on what happened after that because he'd been thrown backwards into a stone wall then he woke up in the hospital and was told he'd be staying the night. Stupid concussion.
Apparently Dorian was lucky he hadn't lost his eye. Honestly he wouldn't have been too fusted if he had, Dorian was certain that magic would be able to grow his eye back. They could do bones, why not an eye? The worse part though was that he'd be missing practice for week or so. Stupid concussion.
But, for the moment, Dorian was left with one good eye and one that needed at least a day to heal, maybe two. That sucked, his left side was Dorian's good side. For the moment though, the world looked pretty odd, he couldn't see a thing out of his left side, well he could see something, what he saw was just blurry shite that he couldn't make heads or tails of.
A voice had Dorian blinking back into focus, stupid concussion, and turning so his right eye faced a girl on the bed next to Dorian's. "Sorry, what'd you say?" He asked the girl to repeat herself. He'd been miles away for. . . . he wasn't totally sure how long. Dorian was sure that he'd be looking for Edmonde, the git, as soon as he was able.
Notes: I asked my partner for a reason why Dorian'd be in the hospital, 'potion making accident'. I ran with it XD
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Year/Job
Sixth Year & Chaser
bitch, I said what I said I'd rather be famous instead |
Animagus
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Post by Mia King on Feb 22, 2024 20:14:20 GMT -8
It didn't take long for her to recognize the boy as one of Gryffindor's beaters, Wash something or other. Mia remembered him because the prat had nearly knocked her off her broom their first match of the season. One side of his face was stained this strange neon color, like some trippy fairy blew her dust into his face. Her eyes narrowed as he spoke up, a deep frown marring her features. What the fuck was wrong with this kid? "Are you fucking deaf?" she asked him, leaning in toward him and raising her voice, "I asked you what the fuck you were staring at." Mia thought her eyes would be permanently stuck in her skull with how hard she rolled them. The Healer shouted something at her and she just rolled her eyes again, but didn't bite back. He was lucky he was so handsome. "You look like you did something bloody stupid. Are you stupid? Is that your problem?" Mia didn't care that her own carelessness brought her here, she still blamed the bloody professor for making them work with dangerous plants to begin with.
She leaned back into the pillows and sighed heavily. Was she really going to be stuck next to this kid the entire night? At least he was easy on the eyes, she thought to herself. But she was also pretty sure he had a thing for Rose Kelly at some point. The thought made her snort; who didn't have a thing for that airheaded lion? Dumb slut had probably slept with half the school at this point. Mia stared at the ceiling for a solid two minutes before her gaze was pulled back to the boy beside her. Did she hit her head when she fell? She must have because why else was she still wanting to talk to him. "Can you even see out of that eye?" she asked him curiously. Maybe a little conversation wouldn't leave her so bored out of her fucking mind.
notes: it definitely works for him hahah
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Year/Job
Fifth Year Lion
Beater (44)
Alanna
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Post by Dorian 'Wash' Washington on Feb 22, 2024 20:50:56 GMT -8
Staring at the girl Wash was slow to place her, one of the Slytherin chasers, Queen maybe? But he clearly remembered his failure to knock her off her broom at the start of the season. Wash's vision wasn't the best just then, but he could clearly see that she was twat. That was new information, there wasn't exactly a lot of time to chat during a match.
Leveling Queen with a very unimpressed look Wash spoke up: "I have a concussion and can't see out of my left eye at the moment. So I can't stare at much right now, can I?" He emphasised this by waving his hand in front of left side. Huffing in frustration Wash frowned at the very grumpy girl. "You could say that? I trusted Edmonde, the bell end, to give me the right ingredient during potions." The boy explained, was it his fault that he was naturally trusting?
When she rolled away Wash let her, he just adjusted how he was sitting up on his own bed, legs crossed, he noticed an open book about some girl who joined a small town quidditch team after her father had died and there was a lot of focus on some broom maker and polishing brooms too. He'd over heard some girls talk about it and had nothing better to read at the moment. When had he ever started reading it? Wash knew he kept getting lost in his thoughts, stupid concussion was making his life difficult.
Not a moment after Wash had picked up the book had Queen started talking again. Honestly, Wash hadn't expected that, but he answered, because what else was he going to use. "Sort of? It's blurry enough to be bloody useless right now. But it's supposed to clear up over the next day or too. Just got too much smoke in my eye," Wash explained with a shrug.
Turning things around Wash gestured to the girl, "What's your problem anyways? Have a convenient 'headache' while you're supposed to be writing a test?" That was rude, but Wash felt like Queen deserved the push back. Plus she did sort of look like the high maintain type, which meant she seemed 'spirited' and easy on the eyes. Still, it was rude, so he tried to soften his comment with a teasing smirk.
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Sixth Year & Chaser
bitch, I said what I said I'd rather be famous instead |
Animagus
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Post by Mia King on Feb 22, 2024 21:09:24 GMT -8
He bit back at her and she had to admit, she was a little impressed. Just a little though. Couldn't give him too much credit now, could she? But it was not often that someone took the chance to snip at her. Mia could've torn the boy to shreds, but that seemed like far too much effort. He mentioned Edmonde and Mia just snorted. "That was your first mistake. Edmonde's as dumb as they fucking come," she said with a sharp laugh before she fell back into her bed. Potion mishap, Herbology blunder, maybe the two of them could get along after all. That was a dumb fucking thought. Mia pinched herself because clearly she was dreaming, right? There was no way that this was her reality. Maybe Ivy would come and shake her awake and life would go back to normal. Did she get a concussion, too?
The witch didn't give a shit that she had interrupted his reading, but honestly how could he expect to read like that? Mia didn't read outside of her textbooks, mainly because that was Camilla's hobby and fuck Camilla. She couldn't stand her perfect sister. He asked her what her problem was, insinuating she tried to get out of an exam or something, and Mia rolled her eyes and held up her hand. "Fucking Venomous Tentacula bit me," she explained with a frown. "Professor Chandler had the brilliant idea to prune them today." She didn't mention her black thumb, but that was probably glaringly obvious at this point. If he didn't get that then he really was stupid. "Are you really going to read that trash?" she asked, gesturing to the book in his hands. "That's like some teen girl shit."
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Year/Job
Fifth Year Lion
Beater (44)
Alanna
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Post by Dorian 'Wash' Washington on Mar 3, 2024 16:49:39 GMT -8
Snorting Wash grinned at the girl, he was more than happy to play a rousing game of 'Shit on Edmonde Cause he's an Idiot'. The guy deserved it in Wash's opinion. "Okay, fair, but in my defence I had to focus on counting and he'd gotten three steps in a row right. I thought he finally found a pair of brain cells to rub together." No matter what, Wash was never trusting Edmonde with anything ever again. He knew he could be a little naive, everyone told him as much, but Wash would'd've liked to think he'd learned something.
Even with only one good eye Wash could see the tell tale bite mark of the Venomous Tentacula. Just looking at it he winced, "Oof, it got you that back even through gloves?" He asked, just a little impressed by the biting power of a plant. Magic was wild. Frown Wash studied the bite, he'd seen one of his muggle friends get bitten by a venomous snake once back home. It had taken them all a little while to get help and the bite had been left to fester. Mia's bite had a few similarities that made Wash wonder, "Wait, did the professor have like antivenom on hand? Cause that looks like it was treated after you got here."
Looking down at the book in his hands Wash shrugged, "Not really, can't remember what I'd just read, I think I've been on the same page since I got here. Concussions are fun like that," the lion mused. He played Quidditch, and Wash was a beater, over the years he'd gotten more than his fair share of concussions and he knew that with the right potion he'd be fine come morning, two days if it was really bad.
"I mean, someone left it behind and I remember over hearing some girls say how good it is so I just figured, I'm here, books here, I got nothing better to do." Once more Wash shrugged, but this time he gave Mia a slightly challenging look. Just sort of provoking her to give him something better to focus on.
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Sixth Year & Chaser
bitch, I said what I said I'd rather be famous instead |
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Post by Mia King on Mar 4, 2024 9:55:12 GMT -8
Mia was surprised as a genuine laugh fell out of her, her dark eyes flashing bright as she looked over at him. Her gaze flickered over his face, an actual smile pulling at her lips. She liked the ease of which they talked shit on their classmate. If Mia gossiped with people outside of Ivy, it was always more annoying than pleasurable. Wash was different. He picked up where she left off with a grin and she had to admit, she was intrigued. "That's hilarious," she said with a hum, falling back into her pillows. "I think the world would implode if he managed to have a useful thought."
He was inspecting her bite with his good eye, wincing sympathetically, and asked if it got her through the gloves. Mia snorted. "Oh, I wasn't wearing gloves," she told him, turning her good hand around to inspect her nails. "These hands are too pretty to hide behind something as ugly as those dragonhide gloves." She didn't give a fuck if that meant it was her fault she got bit. He seemed to be concerned about it and at his next question her jaw dropped. "Wait, you mean to tell me the bitch could've just given me the antivenom instead of making me walk my happy ass up here?" Her eyes widened and she took in a sharp breath. "Ooh, if she wasn't a professor..." Mia shook her head as the anger surged within her. She knew she had no choice but to let it go, but that didn't stop her from imagining the things she'd do if she had ended up dead.
Again, Mia didn't read, but she had heard enough third and fourth years drone on and on about that blasted book to know what it was about. A manicured brow quirked upward as he talked about it. She guessed she couldn't blame him if he was stuck here with nothing to do, but she herself wouldn't be caught dead with that book. The challenging look didn't go unnoticed and Mia couldn't help but smirk at it. "Reading's such a boring hobby," she said with a wave of her good hand. "I find that people are more interesting than whatever bullshit is printed on a page." Her head tilted to the side a little as she watched him. "Some people at least."
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Year/Job
Fifth Year Lion
Beater (44)
Alanna
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Post by Dorian 'Wash' Washington on Apr 9, 2024 17:01:58 GMT -8
Hearing Mia properly laugh, Wash grinned, very pleased with himself. Personally, he took pride in being able to get a laugh out of someone when they were clearly having a shite day, like Mia was, they were both in the hospital wing after all. He didn't always succeed though, but when did, Wash was happy. Amused by Mia's reply the Lion snorted, "I mean, personally I wouldn't mind. Provided Edmonde manages to do so before thursday morning," Wash replied, smirking slightly, "I have a History of Magic essay due that afternoon and the world imploding sounds like a valid excuse to get out of it."
Frowning Wash had to question Mia's intelligence when she mentioned not wearing gloves. "Okay point, you do have very pretty hands," he conceded without a fight. "but. . . ." there was always a 'but', "if you keep going without gloves your pretty hands are going to get all scared up. Or worse: you could even lose a finger!" Yeah, okay, he was trying to scare Mia into wearing her gloves. Hopefully she'd learned something today.
With a shug Wash leaned back, bracing himself and holding up his weight with one arm behind himself. "Maybe? I don't know, it is possible she'd just run out and forgot to get more? But, either way you'd've had to come here. With venom or poisons that strong you should get checked out by a healer and looked after for at least a few hours." Wash explained, he could tell that Mia was at least annoyed, probably even mad, but he was oblivious to just how mad the girl was. Honestly, he probably would've been oblivious even on a good day.
Talking with the girl across from him was turning into a great distraction for Wash. She was fiery and quick witted and and and. . . . and well she was gorgeous as far as Wash could tell given he only had one good eye at the moment. And she didn't seem to mind a bit of light arguing, which could be fun at times, as long as it reminded light.
"You're reading the wrong books then." Wash decided, a half formed plot twisting up in the back of his head. He didn't focus on it though, with his concussion Wash could really only focus on one thing at a time and at the moment that 'thing' was Mia. Humming Wash smirked at Mia, "Can i assume that I'm 'some people' then?" He asked equal parts confident and hopeful.
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Year/Job
Sixth Year & Chaser
bitch, I said what I said I'd rather be famous instead |
Animagus
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Post by Mia King on Apr 26, 2024 16:44:15 GMT -8
What was it about this kid that was so damn funny? Was she high on painkillers or something? That had to be it because there was no way what he said was actually that funny, but here she was laughing at it anyway. Today has been one wild trip and Mia didn't fucking know what to think about it. She couldn't help but roll her eyes at him as he pressed the importance of the damn gloves. Yeah, she fucking got that point. Clearly. "Sure," she said with a shrug, even though she felt like it wouldn't have happened if Professor Chandler didn't have it in for her for spreading rumors about her lovechild with Professor Tannen and gave her a hostile plant. Her head was still throbbing and the last thing she needed was a dumbass argument to make it worse. And something told her that Wash would fucking argue about that.
"Yeah, well," she sighed, lifting her bandaged hand up. "Still ended up here. And I'm not dead, so I guess that's a fucking plus." Mia wished she could just drop out of Herbology. What did she even need it for? She couldn't tend to a plant to save her life and my gods, how fucking boring would it be if she needed to for a career. He said she's reading the wrong books and she snorted. "I don't read," she stated adamantly. That's some Camilla shit. Her lips spread into a smile at his smirk, rolling her eyes playfully as he asked if he was considered some people. "That's still to be determined," she said with a laugh. "But you're not terrible so you've got that going for you."
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Year/Job
Fifth Year Lion
Beater (44)
Alanna
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Post by Dorian 'Wash' Washington on May 4, 2024 13:19:00 GMT -8
"Yup." He echoed, not knowing what else to say. With concussion Wash was a little on the slow side, picking up social cues was hard. Kinda like herbology class, picking slugs off plants, it difficult to pick something up and even then, half the time, it'd still get dropped because social cues, like slugs, could be slippery. It went right over his head when Mia went cold on him. But he was also just confused enough to not know how to respond to a simple sure, part of Wash wasn't even sure what the question had been, or if there had even been a question at all. So he followed his father's advice a about talking to hot girls, 'nod, and if she asks for anything, do it.' Wash nodded along, it felt like the best he could come up with.
Smirking Wash leaned forward as much as he safely could. "I thought getting to talk to me was the plus?" Wash joked with a laugh, trying to look as cool as he possibly could given the circumstances. "You do know that I'm the star beater for the Gryffindor team right? I mean, jocks are still peak cool at school aren't wwe?" He explained gesturing to himself with a little hand waving than was probably necessary or even normal for him. But it was over the top and silly.
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Year/Job
Sixth Year & Chaser
bitch, I said what I said I'd rather be famous instead |
Animagus
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Post by Mia King on May 5, 2024 14:54:05 GMT -8
Mia couldn't help the eyeroll or grin that spread across her lips at his joke, her head shaking while her teeth softly bit into the corner of her bottom lip. She thought that they definitely had to have given her some kind of painkiller because she didn't understand why she was feeling this way. But she found Wash interesting and there was a desire there to know more. "Nope," she joked back. "Sorry to burst your bubble." A soft laugh followed, but then built into more laughter when he reiterated that he was the star Beater on his team. Mia leaned forward as she laughed, her dark eyes sparkling with amusement. "Merlin, I didn't realize I was in the presence of Gryffindor's star Beater," she said with another laugh. "Just because you're a jock doesn't mean you're instantly cool or anything. You're no Campion, but you're funny so that's another point for you."
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Fifth Year Lion
Beater (44)
Alanna
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Post by Dorian 'Wash' Washington on May 11, 2024 12:04:07 GMT -8
Yup, in that moment, seeing Mia grin like that, it killed Dorian. He decided that the concussion was totally worth it just to see Mia grin, clearly amused by his jokes. If her grin had been awesome then listening to Mia's laughter was a religious experience of the best kind. Yeah, that made it worth the pain and the fuzzy thoughts. Her laughter made everything about her sparkle, or maybe that was the mild brain damage? Sure, an argument could be made that the concussion fuzz was the reason why Dorian felt what he was feeling. But the reasoning didn't even occur to him.
"Oh that's okay, you were clearly distracted by the pain," Wash joked with a tone of mock seriousness. "The venom probably didn't help, I hear that being unable to recognise greatness is a side effect."
Having more fun than anyone else ever had in the Hospital Wing Wash smiled, "Fair point, but being cool does make me cool. And Campion's aren't cool, they're over hyped."
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Sixth Year & Chaser
bitch, I said what I said I'd rather be famous instead |
Animagus
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Post by Mia King on May 14, 2024 17:32:26 GMT -8
"HA!" she laughed out loud, rolling her eyes with that same grin on her lips. The laughter just continued to pour out of her as he continued with his joke. She needed to find out what kind of painkillers they gave her because this was truly a trip. Or maybe it was just him. Nah, it couldn't be that. No one was this funny. "Yeah, it's definitely the venom and not that goofy look on your face." It was a cute face. Handsome, even. Mia certainly liked it and she was honestly starting to like him. Not that she would admit that out loud. To anyone. He went on about how being cool made him cool and she snickered in response, rolling her eyes yet again when he started talking about campions. "Campion is cool," she reiterated. "You know, the Beater who is gonna kick your ass next time we play against each other?" Mia grinned brightly. "If you're so cool, then you'd have a secret stash of firewhisky on you to make this night a little more fun."
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