Finally, with two even piles of cards before him, Rez offered first pick to Kyo. "Gentleman first" he joked, covering up his dread for the end of the game.
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"Thanks" Rez said, grabbing a chair and slouching at the round table, He kept shuffling the cards, Ignoring the voice whispering that he should rig the game, the voice may be a scoundrel, but Rez hated to cheat, if he was going to win he was going to win this fair and square, whatever the consequences. As he dealt, splitting the deck into two piles, Rez asked something of Kyo; "Hey, can… um… you do me a favor? If I lose…… can you leave me alone for a little while?" He wasn't sure how harsh the consequence would be, but he never liked others to see his weak side. "Please?"
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Two things;
One; Luc sometimes will slip into specking french, which he often speaks at home due to his grandmother (Fleur) being from France, and Victoire (his mum) having made sure that he knows french.
Two; Just warning you that my access to the internet is gonna be a tad erratic, so I apologize beforehand if I am a little late replying. :)
Two things;
One; Luc sometimes will slip into specking french, which he often speaks at home due to his grandmother (Fleur) being from France, and Victoire (his mum) having made sure that he knows french.
Two; Just warning you that my access to the internet is gonna be a tad erratic, so I apologize beforehand if I am a little late replying. :)
This was embarrassing, Luc decided, he had only done something like this because Devin had asked him to. It wasn’t like he didn’t enjoy it, just that until now he hadn’t done something this obviously ‘showy’. Least not before the feast. But no matter how embarrassed he felt, Luc just pulled on ‘his’ grin.
It was quite a shock when scarves suddenly burst into flame, enough for Luc to almost drop the now colourfully clad cup, but truthfully, though he would never admit it, he found it rather amusing. The best part for him was that how he looked at the time was different to his usual face, an effort not to be embarrassed, and so the short, stout, boy with curly brown hair and chocolate brown eyes, would hopefully never be seen again. Some like Devin, would know it was Luc but most, hopefully, would not. Even though he was a loud, proud, out there boy, Luc didn’t like everyone knowing the ‘real’ him.
Leaving the cup for some of the others to deal with Luc slipped away, heading for the Gryffindor table. As he walked he changed his appearance; his hair straightened, lengthened and changed, turning itself bubblegum pink from the roots down, not very inconspicuous, but that wasn’t the point. By the time he plopped himself down next to Devin he had pulled his hair back in a high pony tail that reached down to his backside, and his eyes were large and black as night. Luc grinned a greeting, tugging uncomfortably at his grey vest with the Gryffindor crest emblazoned over his chest. “Aw Man, didja see that?” He complained, scratching at his neck, “That was my only scarf!” He was however distracted as a small black thing darted in through one of the open windows, it looked suspiciously like Aimer, his family’s owl, but surely she was still at home? Just in case Luc let out a low whistle, only just loud enough for the owl to hear, and, surprisingly, it circled down, clattering to a stop in front of him. She appeared to be carrying a stick in her talons, however when she dropped it in front of Luc he saw that it was actually a wand. His eyes shooting extra wide, Luc reached for where his wand should have been, and finding nothing there, he realized that the wand in front of him was his wand. And if Aimer had to deliver it……… that meant he had left it at home. "Oh mon Dieu” He muttered dropping his head in his hands “Maman’s va me tuer”
It was quite a shock when scarves suddenly burst into flame, enough for Luc to almost drop the now colourfully clad cup, but truthfully, though he would never admit it, he found it rather amusing. The best part for him was that how he looked at the time was different to his usual face, an effort not to be embarrassed, and so the short, stout, boy with curly brown hair and chocolate brown eyes, would hopefully never be seen again. Some like Devin, would know it was Luc but most, hopefully, would not. Even though he was a loud, proud, out there boy, Luc didn’t like everyone knowing the ‘real’ him.
Leaving the cup for some of the others to deal with Luc slipped away, heading for the Gryffindor table. As he walked he changed his appearance; his hair straightened, lengthened and changed, turning itself bubblegum pink from the roots down, not very inconspicuous, but that wasn’t the point. By the time he plopped himself down next to Devin he had pulled his hair back in a high pony tail that reached down to his backside, and his eyes were large and black as night. Luc grinned a greeting, tugging uncomfortably at his grey vest with the Gryffindor crest emblazoned over his chest. “Aw Man, didja see that?” He complained, scratching at his neck, “That was my only scarf!” He was however distracted as a small black thing darted in through one of the open windows, it looked suspiciously like Aimer, his family’s owl, but surely she was still at home? Just in case Luc let out a low whistle, only just loud enough for the owl to hear, and, surprisingly, it circled down, clattering to a stop in front of him. She appeared to be carrying a stick in her talons, however when she dropped it in front of Luc he saw that it was actually a wand. His eyes shooting extra wide, Luc reached for where his wand should have been, and finding nothing there, he realized that the wand in front of him was his wand. And if Aimer had to deliver it……… that meant he had left it at home. "Oh mon Dieu” He muttered dropping his head in his hands “Maman’s va me tuer”
"Yes a table might help, I always played it on the floor, but it's your choice as the challenged." Rez realized that it probably would have been easier to have picked a quick game, like go-fish, or memory, but snap had been what was in his head, so snap is what he had said. He looked at Katherin, hoping she didn't mind his being really rather rude. "You don't happen to have a spare table lying round?" He queried.
Rez's shoulders slumped in relief, he hadn't even realized he was tense. But not knowing what Snap was? ……Okay. "Well snap is a game of card, where you each get half the deck and turn over one card per turn. If two cards of the same number come up in a row you slam your hand down and shout 'SNAP'. You try to be the first person to do this. If you are the first person you collect all the cards in the 'discard' pile and start a new pile. The aim of the game is to get all the cards." As he was talking, the voice having dropped it's voice by a few decibels, Rez hooked a deck of card out of his pocket and started shuffling them nervously.
@World Traveler It's okay I guess, although I was planning to have Luc come in looking like his deceased grandma Tonks, Bubblegum pink hair and all. :)
The picture is his natural state, but he is often seen looking very different, almost like another person.
Name: Luc Anaxi Lupin
Age: 16
School Year: Fifth Year
House: Gryffindor
Short Bio: Luc is the son of Teddy Lupin and Victoire Weasley. He, like his father and grandmother (Tonks), is a Metamorphmagus. A witch/wizard with the rare ability to change their appearance at will. Also from his grandfathers (Bill Weasly, Remus Lupin) he has inherited a tiny bit of werewolf, however it comes out as nothing more than a craving for raw meat.
Personality: Loud and ‘obnoxious’ Luc is a daredevil. He seems to believe he has something to prove, although no one, not even he himself is sure what. He often acts a lot like a little kid, something that can quite easly piss people off. Often it seems like he is oblivious to others feelings, but he does try not to hurt others intentionally. He struggles with 'normal' magic and that annoys him no end, although he dose prefer to stick to what he sees as normal; Metamorphasing. When flying Luc prefers live animals (hippogriphs ect.) to brooms for, as he says; "They aren't really alive" He does however prefer using a broom to not flying at all.
Classes taken: Care of Magical Creatures, (basic) Charms, Music, Astronomy, and Defence Against the Dark Arts
Hobbies: music, shifting his appearance,
Patronus: Wolf
Wand: Redwood, unicorn Tail, 12” malleable.
Pets: Ava – Female Owl
"I Solemnly Swear I'm Up To No Good"
Sorry for taking time about posting, I was out for most of today.
Just a side note… did you know that the writing across the bottom of the Hogwarts crest means "Never poke a sleeping dragon in the eye" Or something like that. :)
Just a side note… did you know that the writing across the bottom of the Hogwarts crest means "Never poke a sleeping dragon in the eye" Or something like that. :)
The picture is his natural state, but he is often seen looking very different, almost like another person.
Name: Luc Anaxi Lupin
Age: 16
School Year: Fifth Year
House: Gryffindor
Short Bio: Luc is the son of Teddy Lupin and Victoire Weasley. He, like his father and grandmother (Tonks), is a Metamorphmagus. A witch/wizard with the rare ability to change their appearance at will. Also from his grandfathers (Bill Weasly, Remus Lupin) he has inherited a tiny bit of werewolf, however it comes out as nothing more than a craving for raw meat.
Personality: Loud and ‘obnoxious’ Luc is a daredevil. He seems to believe he has something to prove, although no one, not even he himself is sure what. He often acts a lot like a little kid, something that can quite easly piss people off. Often it seems like he is oblivious to others feelings, but he does try not to hurt others intentionally. He struggles with 'normal' magic and that annoys him no end, although he dose prefer to stick to what he sees as normal; Metamorphasing. When flying Luc prefers live animals (hippogriphs ect.) to brooms for, as he says; "They aren't really alive" He does however prefer using a broom to not flying at all.
Classes taken: Care of Magical Creatures, (basic) Charms, Music, Astronomy, and Defence Against the Dark Arts
Hobbies: music, shifting his appearance,
Patronus: Wolf
Wand: Redwood, unicorn Tail, 12” malleable.
Pets: Ava – Female Owl
"I Solemnly Swear I'm Up To No Good"
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