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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[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 ♥]