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Post by ivansercofsky on May 6, 2005 19:46:37 GMT -5
Ivan walked out to where the old Quidditch pitch was and looked around at the stadium where the most famous game in wizarding history took place not more than twenty or so years ago. He could still see the spirits of the people in the bleachers, cheering on their house team, and the quidditch players throwing around the ball that was called a Quaffle so many years ago.
He was wearing his school robes that were by now dusted with snow from the overcast sky above and he stood by one of the old, rustly goal posts that looked to be falling apart. Apparently, no one cared too much anymore about how the old game went.
Just as Ivan made his way to the wooden bleachers however, there came a loud creak from one of the goal posts and Ivan turned just in time to watch it collapse, the rusted metal apparently too weak to hold onto the heavy head anymore. "Aw crap!" he said and tried to find a good place to hide, only to find that he manged to corner himself in the stadium.
The goal post fell faster as it reached a lower altitude and all Ivan could do to protect himself was kneel and raise his hands over his head to protect it from the falling metal, hoping it wouldn't land directly on him and crush him instantly.
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Tru
Animagus Professor
Sometimes darkness is the only light.
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Post by Tru on May 6, 2005 22:48:31 GMT -5
The Professor had been wandering around the old stadium, using her childhood technique of drawing the shadows around herself to remain unseen, when she saw Ivan enter. She watched him, still walking around though at a slower pace now.
Just as the student appeared to be heading towards the bleachers, she, too, heard the creaking sound made by one of the old goal posts.
Her eyes widened, her shadow shield faltered and died away, and she froze for a second before realising that he was trapped. Just before the rusted goal post had a chance to hit him, she used her telekenesis to hold it up as she ran closer to him.
"Sercofsky!"
She called out, remembering him from when he was sorted. The Dark Faerie lifted the post, still using her telekenesis, until it was a safe distance from them before dropping it to the ground with a loud thud.
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Post by ivansercofsky on May 7, 2005 12:17:59 GMT -5
When the goal post his the ground witha thud and not on him, Ivan looked up to find the animagi professor running towards him. -Her telekinesis must be strong for her to move that- he thought and got to his feet, dusting the snow off of his uniform. "Thank you, professor." he said with a bow. "I owe you much in return for saving my life...."
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Tru
Animagus Professor
Sometimes darkness is the only light.
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Post by Tru on May 7, 2005 18:01:31 GMT -5
She shook her head.
"Nonsense. I'm a teacher, and I'm supposed to help keep the students safe when I'm not teaching."
The Dark Faerie pulled her coat around her body, the tank top she had thrown on not warming her enough (even though it had warmth charms on it).
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Post by ivansercofsky on May 8, 2005 15:09:56 GMT -5
Ivan noticed the teacher shivering and used his power over metal to create some clasps on the side of the coat to hold the material in place using some of the iron from his blood stream. He would feel sore and throughly exhausted later, but for now he could stand the pain.
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Tru
Animagus Professor
Sometimes darkness is the only light.
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Post by Tru on May 9, 2005 4:10:02 GMT -5
"You're the kid with the metal powers, right?"
She asked, trying not to sound too rude. At the start of the year, when she hadn't had anything to do, she had read all the student files. It was a great idea, too, because it meant she knew the students just that little bit better. And knowing the students meant she could connect with them.
"That's gotta be handy."
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Post by ivansercofsky on May 13, 2005 19:24:45 GMT -5
"Sometimes." he agreed and winced as his fingertips started to bleed from too much Iron being removed. he quickly took the hand and wrapped it in a cloth he carried with him incase of such an event. "Not in my village however. I was cursed for having it."
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Tru
Animagus Professor
Sometimes darkness is the only light.
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Post by Tru on May 14, 2005 2:27:02 GMT -5
She noticed his fingertips beginning to bleed.
"Here, let me help."
Holding his hand gingerly, she murmured a quick healing spell that she had been taught in her 6th year.
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Post by ivansercofsky on May 14, 2005 17:04:14 GMT -5
"Thank you." he said with a weak smile and stumbled a bit. "I'm sorry, it just takes a lot out of me to use my own iron to make things..."
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Tru
Animagus Professor
Sometimes darkness is the only light.
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Post by Tru on May 14, 2005 18:00:51 GMT -5
"Sit down."
She said gently, quickly conjuring up a soft, waterproof cushion just behind him.
"You need an Iron Replenishing Potion, but something tells me that doesn't entirely exist. Perhaps you could draw on the iron of that post? It might be rusted, but I'm sure there's a decent stretch there. And it can't try and crush you again, that I know."
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Post by ivansercofsky on May 14, 2005 19:24:37 GMT -5
"No, I have to use vitamin pills and even then it will take a few moments to completely recover." the Russian metal weilder then lay down on the cold snow and held his jacket close around him like a blanket. He was so tired...
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Tru
Animagus Professor
Sometimes darkness is the only light.
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Post by Tru on May 15, 2005 5:06:59 GMT -5
"I should probably get you back inside."
She suggested, but didn't move, wondering whether or not he wanted her help. Of course, she could see that he needed help, but whether he wanted it was a different matter.
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Post by ivansercofsky on Jun 16, 2005 14:58:40 GMT -5
Ivan lay still for a few minutes and then groggily sat up, stumbling a bit as he got to his feet. "Yes, let's go inside. I don't think Kiya would appreciate me freezing to death out here before our wedding night..."
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