EVENT: Wandering the halls

[ladyghostwidow]

Name(s): Open to anyone not in the Library log!
Location: All over-- except the Library and Great Hall
Week: 41
Time: Around midday Saturday onwards, following the posting of Cid's journal
Rating: Uhhhhhm. There is violence, all mun approved, and a crazy ghost.

Note 1:PLEASE SEE THE POST IN THE OOC COMM ABOUT INTERACTIONS IN THIS LOG. REPLYING THERE

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A CHALLENGER APPROACHES!

[whitelotustea]

"Eeeee.....YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah."

Down the hall, the echoes of someone elderly evidently stretching had cast their way to the now corporeal Bella Donna Vetrano. However, what followed afterward could only make it so apparent to her just who it was:

"And my first cup of tea back. Mmmm...SLRRRRRRRRP...ah, delicious as always."

Steps followed with the words. Suddenly, a tall shadow began growing as this someone had reached the corner of the corridor.

"I need to talk to Zuko while I have the chance...he won't believe how good my tea is even without practice!"

When Iroh Fu Tsanglung came closer and discovered the figure of a woman, he couldn't quite make out who was there. It was somebody seemingly familiar, but the identity kept escaping him. Being courteous, he kindly asked, "Is there anything I can help you with, young lady?"

Re: A CHALLENGER APPROACHES!

[hello_zukohere]

Zuko was in the common room when he heard the announcement. It took but a moment for the direness of the situation to hit him, and not a second later for him to be out the door.

Logic told him to heed the headmaster's warning and head towards the Great Hall, but his newfound conscience steered him otherwise. There were certain people he was sure would be in the library, and the fact that it was 'ground zero', so to speak, had him running in that direction instead.

The risk of coming across a very real and dangerous Belladonna had only chanced to cross his mind at the very moment he skidded around a corner to spot his sister's beloved idol a short distance away. "Do not try and take her on" Cid's words echoed in his mind, but were quickly shut out. Cowardice was not in his nature, thus running with his tail behind his legs would be outright shameful. And was that... Uncle Iroh? Well now there was absolutely no way he was turning his back

[ladyghostwidow]

Oh, if it was not Zuzu and Iroh. How.. quaint. It was an offense against the running order of things, really. An offense against her, even worse, that they should be here in Azula's stead.

"Hello, Iroh," she drawled, looking at him with a cold gaze.

As the flames reached out for her, hot tendrils grasping desperately, she twisted around Iroh faster than he'd ever have expected, and making him a shield from any part of the blaze that might have been able to come close.

Silly little boys.

[OOC - Just FYI, Belladonna looks the same as always, only solid, so Iroh would probably recognise her? Unless that is someone else he is talking to. I was a bit confused, so sorry if I misinterpreted.]

[whitelotustea]

[ooc - I just figured he wouldn't remember that this would've happened with every ghost. Plus, he's old. XD]Iroh was suddenly shocked by the revelation that Ghost Widow had materialised as well. His surprise showed on his face, his wrinkles creasing heavily in his face in surprise followed by deep-veined anger. "Belladonna!" he said under a growling tone. "Stay where you are

[hello_zukohere]

Seeing Ghost Widow's tactic to use his uncle as a shield Zuko cursed under his breath, trying desperately to pull the flames back. While his efforts were to no avail, he breathed a sigh of relief to see Iroh was adept as ever.

A grimace followed at Iroh's order to stay out of it. Yeah, right. Standing by uselessly was about the last advice Zuko had intention on heeding. "Not my fight?" he raged, wand out and refusing to back down, "It's just as much mine as it is yours." or at least in his mind, it was. Belladonna was, afterall, his sister's mentor.

While his words and attention were directed at the old man, the stubborn Slytherin was still facing their adversary. "Do you really think I would concede to just watch you get your ass kicked?" Honestly. As much as he trusted his uncle's skills, even he couldn't possibly expect to have the upper hand against a forever-old witch.

(ooc: Eh... as much as Iroh vs. GW would be EPIC it's not in Zuko's character to just do nothing :/ )

[ladyghostwidow]

General Iroh Fu Tsanglung, Dragon of the West, Bag of Hot Air and General Annoyance. "As you wish." Belladonna bowed her head respectfully, taking a few steps back before she looked up, still in control, the room becoming heavy, thick with her desire to hurt them. Petty irritations, the both of them. "Then it would only be fair that I unveil to you the true face of Belladonna Vetrano; Ghost Widow, Queen of the Arachnos."

For all the spite and pain she had inflicted over three hundred years, all the anguish she had stirred up and drank in contentedly, this was the first time she could truly take up her mantel after all this time. Robes billowing in the storm of her rising magic, the Widow was truly living, truly ready to break them apart piece by piece and let them choke on their despair

[whitelotustea]

Seeing the massive array of tentacles wailing through the air from the floor left a face of surprise on Iroh's face. He had not seen a spell quite like animus tendo since his days in the military. Still, he knew that Belladonna had used the trump card in their encounter as he watched her slither away from the fight.

"Zuko, come help with these," he said with the utmost confidence that his nephew could join him in battle. He reared back, his lips pursed, before unleashing a massive stream of flames from his mouth that ignited several of the tentacles. A few of them wavered as the fire burned at their skin.

"Let's show her what our family's power can really do!" he said boastfully.

[hello_zukohere]

The grotesque forest, admittedly, startled Zuko, but only for a moment. At his uncle's words a smirk tugged at his lips, and he took his place at Iroh's backside. Paired up as they were, whatever uneasiness he might've had was all but quelled.

After a quick glare at the Widow's retreating form, the determined Slytherin turned his attention to the threat at hand. With a swing of his arm he sent a fiery surge across a line of impending tentacles, following through with another blast to another group trashing by his side.

It was no piece of cake, avoiding the miniature ones whilst focusing the brunt of his attacks on the larger of the tentacles. And for all those he had been sure of burning to the ground, still more came. The frigidly numbing sensation one managed to inflict on him with a mere lick earned a stifled groan. Shit. This needed to end. Soon.

((just a little ooc note: Zuko's gonna hafta wind up being like, hardcore incapacitated (for infirmary!thread consistency doodidoo) ))