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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[huesofhonesty]

Somehow Maes doubted that Jaina's statement was the entire truth. Still, he couldn't exactly say NO. The Headmaster had said older students could travel in groups. Well, who better than himself?

Still, this was the exact situation Maes had feared they'd get into. He drew his wand in one hand, not daring to make the first strike. Who knew, maybe Belladonna would deem them pointless and leave. Maes doubted that, he may have been an optimist but he wasn't stupid.

He snapped to attention as soon as the sparks flew. Reflexively he managed to throw up a small shield. However, now he was really worried because she had been so fast. He hadn't really had time to read her movements. About the only good news was that she looked to be in more of a "playful" mood than necessary slaughter.

It meant there was going to be a lot of mess here in a few moments.

Maes' facial expression remained calm, scowling at the woman sauntering towards them. By this point he was beside Jaina, but also standing a few feet in front of her. "Well, why don't we just leave you and your wand to your little reunion and we'll just be on our way," Maes said, his fingers flexing. He glanced out of the corner of his eye at Jaina, "Be on your guard," he said below his breath. It would be foolish to tell her to run at this point...turning your back on a woman such as Belladonna would have been a huge mistake.

[abovetwinsuns]

Jaina immediately used the back of her free hand to shield her eyes from the red sparks. It took a few moments before she realized that if it weren't for Professor Hughes casting a shield charm, she could have been killed in that moment. She paled, she was in way over her head here.

Ghost Widow wasn't particularly fond of Jaina to begin with, what with her being a halfblood in Slytherin, and Jaina had spent most of her school career hating the transparent witch. It just...never occured to her that the undead muggle hater that she spent hating and ignoring could very well kill her.

Jaina swallowed. Now was not the time for this. She had to fight passed her fear and stop her. Jaina couldn't allow her to get to the younger students or her friends.

She pointed her wand at Belladona, her face drawing into a mask of determination, "I'm ready," she said to Professor Hughes, and she meant it.

[ladyghostwidow]

"On your guard? How risque. In my day a professor never advised a student to mount anything or anyone." Disbelieving laughter pealed from her throat. "On your guard! Oh, you card."

Those eyes, cold and white as polished marble shone with a sick delight. "Can we not all revel in the reunion? I am sure your sweet daughter would love a party of the like I shall be throwing." Her lips, dark and sinister, stretched back to bare gleaming teeth. "Perhaps she'd enjoy a merry romp with your little brothers, Solo? A little brood of mudbloods, dancing fitfully down the stairs."

The air around her hands crackled with a purple electricity. "I had better prepare an invitation," came her sweet, venomous voice, as the hallway began to shudder, the ground cracking and warping. With an exhaltant cry she raised her wand and aim it at the ceiling, chunks of it starting to crack and rain down on the pathetic little duo. "A fitful dance!"

[huesofhonesty]

Maes scowled at the former ghost. This was going to get bad, very bad, and Maes didn't see another Professor coming. He'd been in bad situations before though and the key was not to panic. Jaina seemed to be handling that part well at least.

"Leave my daughter out of this," Maes growled under his breath. If it was one weakness of his, it was his daughter and wife. His family meant more to him than his own life and to hear this sinister witch bring her up so casually was almost like a knife in his gut. Elysia and Gracia are safe...she can't touch them he thought to himself, knowing Gracia was an excellent witch in her own right.

Maes felt the ground start to shake under his feet. Shit! What was she doing? Maes shoved Jaina hard with his free hand, "MOVE!" Just as the rocks started to fall from the ceiling, Maes fell back in the other direction, directing his wand upwards at the same time, "Wingardium Leviosa!" He caught most of the chunks of ceiling in midair but a few hadn't been caught by the spell and fell around the two.

He flicked his wand at Belladonna, sending the rocks and ceiling bits her way.

[abovetwinsuns]

Jaina's face fell at the mention of her brothers, and she could feel the raw anger boiling up inside of her. That ghost bitch could mess with her all she wanted, but to bring up Jacen...

To bring up Anakin!

She hissed, drawing out her wand, "DON'T talk about my brothers!" She growled, thinking of every offensive spell she knew and trying to decide which one would hurt the most. She noticed that Professor Hughes had also been visibly affected by the Widow's comment, but unlike herself he seemed to be keeping it under control.

Now wasn't the time for control. Ghost Widow had hurt students, had harrassed the kids in Jaina's house for centuries, it was time to try and turn the tables.

Just as Jaina was about to unleash a hex at her, she felt Professor Hughes push her. She flew forward, unable to catch her momentum as she hit the wall. Jaina swore, about to stand up when a piece of the ceiling hit her in the back. She fell, harshly against the floor, losing her breath and her wand as another piece smashed on top of her arm. She cried out at the pain, forcing herself to focus away from it and to look over and make sure Professor Hughes was alright. She watched as he hurled the rocks towards Belladonna, and her eyes widened when she realized that if she had stayed where she was, she would have been crushed.

Professor Hughes had saved her life.

"You bitch," Jaina mumbled to Belladonna, forcing herself to stand again.

[ladyghostwidow]

He was certainly resourceful, she'd give him that, taking advantage of the very blocks she had sent to crush them. The witch's expression remained lightly pleased as she countered with a blasting curse to destroy the pieces of stone and create a heavy atmosphere in the hallway, thick with dust.

"Hush," Belladonna ordered easily, flicking a silencing spell at Jaina as she drew closer, a dark outline appearing through the cloud, the regular sound of her steps still sounding. "Needless nattering does little good."

In another breath she moved, quickly, murmuring a happy "Petrificalus totalus" at darling Maes, taking advantage of her speed and the cover provided by the blasts aftermath to inflict the painfully simply spell on him.

"Now, Professor. We shall conduct a lesson. It may take some time; I am well aware that your sort need patient teaching." Without turning, her wand was pointed at Jaina. "Are you familiar with the Forbidden Curses? Most are, although few rarely get to see them in practice. It might be a fine option for one of your classes, hm? Or perhaps a featured article." Belladonna's smiled, a cold, sharp expression, dangerous as a knife's edge. "Cruciatus," she called out, voice tolling clear as the bell from a church steeple. The spell caught Jaina in it's web, impossible to escape, wrought by her will. "As you can see, the effects have a fascinating physical manifestation. Note the violence of the writing, Professor - now, listen closely, the effects such pain can have on the voice as equally interesting." She flicked her wand to release the Silencing spell on Jaina, awaiting the song of pain to pour out.

"Another interesting note; the intensity of the spell can be varied with the intensity of one's will, as well as the talents of the spellcaster. Wand variety is also something to consider. For example, unicorn hair rather objects to this spell, on some level. It goes against the grain, as it were." Her voice remained very calm, explaining the situation. She look down at Maes. "Are you listening, Professor? You must pay attention," Belladonna reminded him, bringing her foot down to rest on his head, applying a light pressure. "Ah, where was I? Oh yes! In contrast to unicorn hair, basilisk skin positively thrives on this spell."

That smile again, but now the knife was set to slice through their very flesh.

Her will surged, and so did the Cruciatus curse. "You see? Fascinating! One should be careful not to over-do it, though. The weak willed cannot hold up to such things." Stepping off Maes, Belladonna leaned down to quietly tug away his wand, and then walked over to Jaina, still holding the spell on her, to pry her wand away from her fingers as well. Walking backwards, step and step, she finally released the spells hold on the girl. "A lesson well learned, I think. Congratulations to you both. As a reward, I leave you these." She rolled their respective wands towards them, out of reach but close by, before she pointed her wand at the ceiling above them once more.

"Best of luck."

Rocks fell, but she did not stay to see if they were struck, pinned, or any other sort of thing. Belladonna had placed to be, people to destroy... a busy day. This had been a most pleasant diversion, though. She must remember to leave them a thank you note.

[OOC: I am so sorry for the delay on this, I just couldn't face writing Ghost Widow for a few days orz I decided to make this a bit bigger than usual to cover it, since we'd discussed her doing this stuff and it was okay-ed, but if you would like me to change anything please let me know and I will be happy to do so ♥]