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Wes ([info]wassupwes) wrote in [info]ecorridor_rpg,
@ 2009-02-25 16:59:00

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Current music:Say Anything
Entry tags:#feb2023, *roomofrequirement, n.cadwallader, s.loupe, w.longbottom

Wow, I Can Get Sexual Too...
Who: Wes, Nox and Simon
When: Wednesday after dinner
What: KIDNAPPING (*gasp*)
Where: The Room of Requirement
Rating: W is for weed...



Wes blinked slowly, a puzzled, rather black expression on his face. He exchanged a glance with Nox before looking back at the bronze eagle knocker before them. It was obviously the perfect plan, because it was Wes and Nox who'd thought it up, this clearly made it the best idea ever. What could possibly go wrong? It was so simple it was brilliant! Break into Ravenclaw, find Simon, hit across the head with something (or, you know, jinx him), and drag him to the Room of Requirement, where the two of them would introduce him to the wonders of home-grown herbs! Loosen him up a little!
But there was one fatal flaw in the plan; getting INTO Ravenclaw Tower. But how hard could that be? Just answer some question and you were in!

"Um, what?" Wes asked quite rudely.
'If a rooster lays an egg on the top of a roof, on which side will the egg roll off?" The door knocker repeated patiently.
Wes frowned and shrugged, "What kind of question is that?"
"You shouldn't answer a question with a question," The knocker replied, with a cocky air, despite its perfectly level tone. Wes gripped his wand, but really, there wasn't much he could do against a charmed door. He tapped his foot in annoyance, "I dunno! Whichever way the wind is blowing!"
"Wrong," The door answered.
"Well, fine, whichever way its arse is pointing!" Wes growled impatiently.
"Sorry, one guess only. You must wait for someone else to answer correctly, so that you may learn."
"ARGH!" Wes roared in frustration and lifted his hand as if he intended to punch the door, but instead turned to Nox and pointed at the Bronze eagle, "Got any clue? I don't wanna stand around all day waiting for someone from Ravenclaw to wander along man."



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[info]noxout
2009-02-25 08:27 pm UTC (link)
Nox picked at his nails out of boredom while Wes bickered with the door knocker, completely lost in his own little world while he assumed that Wes could answer any riddle the knocker threw at him with great ease -- Nox was good at riddles, after all, and he figured that came from all the unusual genius that came with weed smoking (it made him philosophical, amongst other things.) He was contemplating over how a talking door knocker distinctly reminded him of something -- a movie, or a book maybe -- but he couldn't quite figure out what it was.

However, when Wes turned to him to answer the riddle, Nox only blinked, scratched casually at the back of his head, and moved away from the wall he was leaning against to face the riddling eagle. "Hmm. Can you repeat the question?" he yawned, unamused by this whole password process -- solving riddles was probably even more unnecessary than reciting off some password that changed on a near-weekly basis.

In that same, if not more so, pompous tone, the door knocker repeated, "If a rooster lays an egg on the top of a roof, on which side will the egg roll off?"

Nox stood for a moment and trying to solve the riddle, silently debating over the more common slant of roofs and such when, with a laugh of amusement at his own stupidity, he said, "Oh, duh. Roosters don't lay eggs." To this, the knocker whirred off some statement about its surprise at his success in answering the riddle before the door swung open, leaving Nox only to quirk an eyebrow and look over at Wes. "Well then. Shall we?"

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[info]ex_loupe109
2009-02-26 09:14 am UTC (link)
Simon had been down in the common room with Elle going over the chapters they would be studying next week in Ancient Runes. She had just gone up the stairs to her dorm when he had heard noises out in the hall way. He arrowed his eyes at the doorway, he had been sure that he had seen everyone in his house walk back to the common room. At of late he hadn't had too much trouble getting people to get into the safety of the dorm. He stood, wand in hand for what purposes were unknown, and made his way to the door in the mind to give who ever was about to walk though a stern talking to and half a weeks worth of detention for being out after curfew.

He walked up to the door as he heard it ask it's routine question. What an easy one, he thought as he waited for whoever was on the other side to answer. He almost dropped his wand when he heard the reply. He had heard that voice before. But it certainly didn't belong to anyone in his house. It was too mature to be anyone under 6th year, but he knew everyone that was in his house that met that specification. It was then that he heard another voice that Simon's thoughtful expression left him. Nox. With a scowl marring his features Simon crossed his arms, wand visible and waited behind the door expectantly. Probably up here to see Elle, he thought as the door swung open.

"What in Merlin's white beard are you two idiots doing here?"

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[info]wassupwes
2009-02-26 02:02 pm UTC (link)
Wes opened his mouth and spluttered as Nox got the question right half a minute's thought, "That was a trick question! What! No fair-"
He would've argued for longer about how he'd been expecting a question based on general knowledge and it was unfair to twist words like that and, most probably, how stupid this whole answer-a-question-to-get-into-Raveclaw thing really was, but the door swung open, leaving him spluttering to the doorway. He blinked and paused at the sight of Simon standing before them, arms crossed, wand clutched ready.
Well, that certainly made their job a lot easier didn't it? Without missing a beat, Wes smirked at Simon, held up his wand and called, "Stupefy!"

There really wasn't much space for Simon to dodge or react. It was pretty much point-blank range. The tip of Wes' wand exploded with red light and Simon was blown backwards off his feet practically across the room. Unconscious, he crashed into a lampstand and came to a halt laying crumpled in a pile of splintered wood beside a shattered blue and bronze lamp. Wes winced and sucked a breath through his teeth, glancing at Nox with a look that clearly said 'whoops'. Quickly he hurried across the room. He hadn't intended that spell to be quite so powerful!
"Well," He said, patting the side of Simon's cheek experimentally after checking to make sure nothing looked broken or bloody, "At least he's unconscious! He probably didn't feel a thing..." Yeah, well that was Wes' story and he was sticking to it! He picked up Simon's dropped wand before pointing his own at their passed out school mate.
"Mobilicorpus," He said quickly. Simon, regardless of what he would have wanted, drifted up from the floor, his feet dangling inches off the ground, his head flopped forwards, ready to go float wherever Wes directed. Handy little spell really, Wes didn't fancy carrying Simon...well he could've easily gotten Nox to do it he supposed.
"Ok, quick, we'd better hurry to the Room of Requirement cause I think the whole school probably heard that," Wes said, rubbing the back of his head bashfully. He couldn't help but grin though. He was having far too much fun kidnapping the Headboy, even if he was getting carried away.

[[that all happened kinda fast, but we need to get to the RoR so Simon can be revived. There's no fun in playing an unconscious character afterall XD]]

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[info]noxout
2009-02-26 09:13 pm UTC (link)
Nox was preparing to gloat at his success over Wes' failure in the riddle-solving -- Nox knew they were riddles and not general trivia questions, after all -- when he saw Simon standing in the doorway and prepared to take him hostage. Nox's idea of kidnapping someone was a little more traditional than Wes', it would seem; he was planning on throwing Simon over his shoulder and dragging him to the Room of Requirement kicking and screaming.

But when the curse made its course and Simon went flying backwards, Nox's eyes went so wide he was pretty sure they were going to fall out of their sockets. "What the bloody motherfucking hell do you think you're doing!?" he bellowed, not one to resort to magic as quickly as the majority of the school and certainly not planning on stupefying the Head Boy into submission. It was rather unfortunate that now was the time Nox realized they should have planned this out better. "He's going to kill us both, I hope you know," he glared, truly irate over the entire situation because he'd never intended for Simon to actually get hurt. Or for them to destroy Ravenclaw property, for that matter.

"Shit..." he mumbled as he followed after Wes and Simon's floating ... well, he might as well call him a corpse, he practically seemed dead, towards the Room of Requirement. Once the entrance to the room appeared after following the usual procedure and they entered the room, he scratched nervously at the back of his head, looking over at the still-conscious male. Nox was clearly panicked over the ordeal; he'd never done anything to damage Simon before and he was terrified of having the Head Boy angry with him. "Seriously, you couldn't just use Petrificus totalus or something?"

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[info]wassupwes
2009-02-27 04:19 pm UTC (link)
"Yeah... I know. We're probably dead men," Wes admitted, "I was gonna use that but you can break it if you try hard enough, and I figured once we cursed him he'd prooobably be mad enough to break it.."
He glanced around the room, pretty satisfied with that they'd been presented with. The room never failed to impress. It'd supplied the three of them with beanbags aplenty, a warm fire, several bowls of Bertie Bott's Beans and a couple of bottles of Firewhiskey to boot! Wes hadn't thought about alcohol whilst wishing for the room, but apparently they needed it, and he wasn't going to argue. The room was all-wise in his opinion!

He gently lowered the unconscious Simon onto a beanbag, and grabbed himself and Nox a bottle of Firwhiskey, popping them open with his belt buckle (a trick he'd learnt from a Barmaid at the Leaky Cauldron). He pushed one bottle into Nox's hand before pulling a pre-rolled joint from behind his ear. He lit it with the tip of his wand and inhaled nice and deeply, holding it in his lungs. After handing the joint over to Nox and making sure he and Nox were not in punching, maiming or otherwise direct-attacking distance, he pointed his wand at Simon.
"Might wanna get ready to run..." Wes smirked, still having far too much fun torturing, well...torturing was a strong word...tormenting their Headboy, for his own good. He turned to Simon, cleared his throat and announced, "Rennervate!"

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