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Tweak says, "I love you like a love song"

Seamus Finnigan (openbottle) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2015-02-24 14:18:00

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character: seamus finnigan, character: susan bones

Fight!
Who: Seamus and Susan
What: Duel
Where: The Roost
When: Monday 16th [Backdated because of print deadlines on my part]
Rating: NSFW - lets assume there'll be language.

Seamus's anger had been simmering all weekend. What he wanted was to go and give Ophelia a piece of his mind, and show her what it felt like to be on the wrong side of a hostile wand. Since that wasn't an option he'd decided on something even stupider - duelling Susan. He knew it was stupid; Susan was a trained auror whereas Seamus had avoided duelling since the Battle. Besides which, Susan was scary when she was angry and Seamus had no doubt she was furious. Still, it was the only thing that would scratch the itch and he mostly trusted Susan not to hurt him beyond what St Mungo's could fix. He hoped.

Seamus was, at least, smart enough not to tell Dean his plan. At the pub got busier, Dean retreated upstairs and Seamus simply... didn't. Dean didn't need to know Seamus wasn't scheduled to work tonight. He busied himself behind the bar until he spotted Susan and slipped quickly out to meet her. "Come on." He wasn't in much of a mood for talking so he lead her straight up the stairs to the Roost and warded it behind them, adding a sound-proof charm for good measure. He pulled his wand and stood on the balls of his feet, picturing the shield he'd need to throw up as soon as Susan was ready. "Hit me with your best shot," he said grimly.

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susanamybones
2015-03-08 02:42 pm UTC (link)

Susan grinned as Seamus muttered darkly about the birds. Battle Magic 101 was always to try and throw something weird and distracting at an opponent. Indeed, Susan's crowning glory was when she'd transfigured a dozen chairs into a herd of enraged sheep and unleashed them on her confused, then terrified opponent. Still, she decided that Seamus wouldn't be interested in that.

As it was, she nearly missed the incarcerous spell he hurled at her, purely because it was unexpected - thus proving her point. It shattered against her shield, but still managed to smack her in the cheek, drawing blood. Right, she thought, her eyes hardening and a battle fog taking over her brain. Jumping to one side, she fired a moderately powerful Confringo at her friend, before feinting left and firing a leg-locking curse at him. She then jumped back like a cat, and threw up the strongest shield she knew.

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openbottle
2015-03-10 05:34 pm UTC (link)

The knock into the wall had winded him and his injured arm was throbbing, but Seamus wasn't about to call it quits. His anger at Ophelia still bubbled just beneath the surface where it was all too easy to tap into it. He darted across the room so he could come at Susan from a new angle, then threw another 'expelliarmus' in her general direction. It was just at that moment that her own wand turned to him and Seamus, with no time to construct a shield, dropped to the floor.

The door behind him shattered into a thousand pieces and Seamus felt the force of the blast singe the back of his t-shirt. Just as he tried to get up and bolt, Susan's curse caught hold and he fell flat to the floor. Contrary to popular opinion (it had got put about after the battle somehow, Seamus had never really known how), Seamus wasn't a fan of explosions and he shrieked as he used his arms to push him away from the wall. "Shit, shit, shit," he cursed. "Get this spell off me, Susan." His right arm was gashed by splinters of wood in at least two places and he was staring uneasily at the open hole where the door had once been.

It belatedly occurred to him that he'd had Dominic build shielding charms into the walls for precisely this reason. Well, that and in case they ever came under enemy attack. "We should be alright," he said, glancing at Susan. He'd really thought there was going to be an avalanche for a moment there and his heart was still pounding. He glanced down at his arms - now both bleeding, though one significantly more than the other. "Uhm."

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