Ready, Set, Blow

[Alyson]

"So this is the dueling hall." the words were laced through with admiration and a sense of hopeful anticipation.

It had taken Aly nearly half an hour to find the dueling hall, having received horribly wrong directions from a ghost. Remembering his dry, cold face she swore to get him back for getting her lost. Turning, she closed the doors behind her.

Several gazes strayed to read the bold red words on her black t-shirt, brows raising at the clear words reading 'I could blame it on PMS but I'm just a B*TCH'. Her long hair was pulled back into a loose bun, and a slim wand was tucked into the strands. A .45 semi-automatic stuck out from the back pocket of faded jeans.

Running her heavily eye-linered gaze over the room's occupants, she looked around for someone to duel with. Her brow raised as it fell on two students in the middle of a duel. One was sprawled on the ground looking dazed and confused, the other was covered in bright pink flowers looking irritated.

First years. she thought, continue her search for an opponent.

[Kaiser]

"Indeed it is," came a voice from over the tall seats which were stacked upon each other so as to watch the dueling platform as if it were a show. The man had not been there before. He had been deep underground, far beneath the dueling hall. But when he heard the voice in the Dueling Hall, he quickly pushed himself up as fast as possible.

How could he have done this? Well, this man was no ordinary man, and that was obvious from his appearance. He was tall - far too tall, at that, nearly seven foot. He was pale and clear skinned, but in a feminine way. His eyes were blue like ice and pierced the very soul. But most of all was the way all this pulled together - he was amazingly beautiful, in a way that seemed highly unnatural. He lifted himself from the seat, and almost seemed to float down the stairs toward the person.

"I'd like to welcome you to this place. Most normally don't come here -" His eyes gazed down at the gun in her pocket. "And that won't be necessary."

[Alyson]

Looking around for the owner of the voice, Aly finally spotted who had spoken. And as she watced him 'float' towards her, her crystal blue eyes widened slightly. She was sure he hadn't been there before, she'd have noticed him. So how'd he get there now?

She knew she was staring, something she hated when done to her, but she couldn't help it. The man wasn't just tall, he was gigantic, towering over her 5'4 frame. She had to tilt her head back to meet his gaze. And when she finally met his gaze it was like being pierced to the core, like he could see to her very soul. He was also paler than any person she'd seen, and shockingly beautiful. A word she rarely used in reference to a male specimen (^_^).

Maybe he isn't human.. she thought furtively.

His words finally penetrated her mind, causing her lips to twitch into a half smile. Crossing her arms in front of her, she answered "Then this place is nothing like my old school. There you were advised to be armed with any weapon possible at all times, or else suffer the consequences."

[Kaiser]

"Oh yes, you should indeed be armed with a weapon," the man said drily, "Though not with that kind of weapon." A smug smirk appeared on his face. This girl was a new student - very new, it seemed she had just arrived. He had wondered whether she was just one of those students who had been around for such a long time during his absence. His eyes flashed white for a moment, but it might've been a trick of the light to anyone who was disbelieving.

'Maybe he isn't human.' He heard echoing inside his head, and he smiled. She was a smart one. Though his human form seemed to be nothing more than a beautiful man, it was a thing with witches and wizards that they could tell his aura. His aura which showed his true appearance. Though this woman seemed not to care of the wizard's ways, especially with the metal weapon in her pocket.

"If you want, I can prove it to you." His smirk disappeared as he gestured toward the gun. "Shoot me."

[Alyson]

Aly's eyes widened more so if possible. Was he serious? His last words seemed to strengthen her earlier thought of whether this man was human or not. But if he wasn't human, what was he?

Frowning slightly, she said "I don't normally go around shooting people. Unless provoked. And what kind of a man would tell someone to shoot them?"



ooc: Sorry for the uber short post, I have to go..