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Welcome to Tallygarunga, an original roleplay set in the Harry Potter universe. Set in present-day Australia, tensions are high between the Ministry of Magic and the only Ministry-run wizarding school in the country. Become like the other snooty private schools? Not a chance.

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Melbourne ☆ Musician & Artist, Gallery Cafe Owner★ LilyCat
23 year old Pureblood Human ☆ She/Her

In the couple of weeks or so since hearing the news of David, Arti had been doing a mixture of trying to help Audrey out, trying to help her adopted father cope with his grief over losing his brother, and somehow also managing to keep her gallery running. She'd even spent some time with Mereditha, and gone to check up on Adele a few times. Though she hadn't taken a lot of time to think upon events herself. She knew if she did that then she would be reminded of those years back before she'd become a part of their family. It was easier to stay busy, to worry about everyone else.

Of course, it also meant that she hadn't been able to spend much time with Derrick. Every time she received a message asking how she was, she replied that she was fine, but busy, which wasn't untrue. But she had to admit, she was missing the company and just the simpleness of enjoying the small things like the antics and laughs. She also knew that he'd stepped up to take over event planning, with Audrey being out of commission and unable to to her usual party organising.

So it was that a small sugar glider waited patiently up high, for sight of the tall man, and as soon as she spied him she took off, gliding down through the air in order to land onto the back of his shoulder with the lightest touch that he almost wouldn't feel. At least until a moment later when that small marsupial changed shape into his short girlfriend who hung off his back in a piggyback style as she pressed a kiss to his cheek.

"Bonjour," The young woman chirped lightly, "Missed me?" She offered a small grin and then sighed as she rested her chin on his shoulder, beside his head, "Sorry I have been so busy. There was much to take care of. How have you been?"

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Professor Head of Spencer ☆ Professor of Elemental Magic, Head of Spencer✩ Kaitore
27 year old Halfblood Human ☆ HE/HIM

The effect of what had occurred rippled in a way that most people that had loose connections to everything could have anticipated. Inside the school, outside of the school - to think that a single death could shake up so much in people. He could empathize with Adele, while he hadn't taken the time to really talk to her (As she was creepy even by HIS standards!) he understood what it meant to have someone murder the person you had decided to spend quite a long time with. It became more personal for him due to the fact it had taken a hit on Audrey and Arti, a person who had invested in both of their lives and had been like a family to both. 

It meant that Sparky was left with picking up some things back at Tallygarunga opting to not let the stress of work and death bog down Audrey. That wouldn't be too good for the pregnancy and she needed to spend some time with people that could help keep her grounded, focused, and doted on. This left him in the similar position to try and assist Arti, yet, being the type of person who dealt poorly with consoling people he often found he was too generic. Almost like an answering machine that constant asked 'Are you okay? Do you need anything?' 

If he hadn't gotten on her nerves with that he certainly got on his own. He needed to change up the game on how he addressed it and there was only one way that Sparky knew how to address most if not everything. Derrick's mind already had formulated a proper 'strategy' as he called it and he'd been going over the particulars of it when the light sugar glider landed on the bridge of his shoulder. Then a sudden weight caused his brow to furrow with arms that wrapped around him and a sweet kiss stolen right against his cheek. 

His steps and weight adjusted swiftly to account for the new organic backpack he wore. Hands inbounded backwards to grasp at her rear to hold her up and really to cop a feel. "Well, Hey to you too! Hmm. . . Missed you. . . I didn't realize you were gone. You're always so short." A grin formed on his face as his fingers gently squeezed in a way to suggest that he'd definitely missed her presence around. "No biggie, really. I more than understand what people are going through and all." Asking any more details on the 'what's' had been considered a bad move in his mind. 

"Oh, you know, work, work and more work. Decided to give the little runts a bit of a party. It's formal just because I want to see them squirm while well dressed. I know I'm a sick dictator and drunk on power." The real truth had been that it was meant to be a distraction. A way for people to enjoy a night where it's more glamor and forget about the dread feeling that hung around. Not that it would be ignored, not with how palpable it had been. "Now don't you worry, I'm not stupid enough to ask 'How you've been'. But I am stupid enough to make a dangerous fun time.

Arms fastened tightly around her like a secured seatbelt and then he started to walk along the path heading towards a small area that he had often used for his classes involving the element of Fire. A series of dummies lined up in random patterns littered the somewhat scorched ground. "I did a couple of test rounds. . . How do you feel about setting some dummies on fire like a firepit?"

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Melbourne ☆ Musician & Artist, Gallery Cafe Owner★ LilyCat
23 year old Pureblood Human ☆ She/Her

"Hmph!" The young woman slapped lightly at the back of the man's head at his greeting remark to her, "I'll just have to fly off away again for a few weeks." She said, though with his hands now holding her, she wouldn't be going anywhere until he let her down, and so she was trapped being given a piggyback ride while some of the few students who were outside on the grounds watched the pair with amusement and hushed whispers. Arti doubted that Derrick would care, if he did then he wouldn't have been carrying her around still while he took off in what appeared to be a new direction.

"A formal, hm? Like a dance? Can you even dance, Professor Sparky? What about entertainment? Have you lined anything up for them yet? Worked on the decorations, style, atmosphere?" Arti questioned him playfully, wondering how much he'd began planning already. She knew that Audrey would normally have organised something like this, and just how thorough the other woman was when it came to party planning. "You know you have to think of everything, or Audrey will be very disappointed, and you don't want a new mam Auds being sadface at you, do you?" She chuckled with a light grin as she teased Derrick, knowing well that he probably would be given hell if the dance was anything less than stellar. She lifted her brows at his remark about not asking how she was, but then chuckled again at the mention of a dangerous fun time while he took them to where she assumed such a time would be had.

"Taking me to the testing grounds? Are you sure it's safe here? I feel like I should be wearing a hazard suit," The woman remarked with a smirk as she looked over his shoulder at the scorched patches around the place, and the lined up dummies, before Derrick then explained the intention. She snorted a quiet laugh as she tilted her head to the side in thought, before she then glanced at him, "Can we use fireworks?

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Professor Head of Spencer ☆ Professor of Elemental Magic, Head of Spencer✩ Kaitore
27 year old Halfblood Human ☆ HE/HIM

"Ouch." He pleaded in a false sense of pain from the light tap against the back of his head. It led to a heavy laughter that held for a couple of seconds. "You'd end up coming back. We both know you missed my ever burning charms and the craziness that I bring to the doorstep. It's like a hole missing out of the entire day!" Not that he would disagree about missing her. There just seemed to always be a space 'there' that should have been occupied and yet never was, followed by the accent that he'd grown so attached to hearing. That had been one of the many things about the woman he hoped would never change.  

Even as the students whispered and chattered about the display, Derrick held up to carrying the petite woman proudly. Shame had been one of the few words that never stuck in his mind or actions and he'd be damned if he'd allow it to start now because of a few younglings and their gossiping ways. The barrage of playful questions shot from her and Derrick's grin formed. "You mean. . .I was supposed to do all that!? I thought that it had gotten taken care of automatically!? Damn Auds and her secret anal powers of structure and organization."  His eyes shifted from left to right as if a conspiracy had bene in the making. "But, yes - a Formal like a dance. Yes I can dance! I am a dancing machine at that! The only kind of proper party is a Sparky party. And her sadface hasn't worked on me since the College days. She's abused it waaaay too much.

Derrick's head tilted slightly. "But since I am such a nice guy and this is the kind of stuff she practically rolls out of bed ready and rearing to do on most days. . . The least I can do is make sure it's up to her standards. Well. . .As best as it can be anyways, you know how she can get. That being said? Nope, no Decorations, Entertainment, Style, or Atmosphere as of yet! I'm pretty sure the Headmaster would frown on a 'BURN IT ALL' Theme." That would have been quite the party and quite a bill if nothing else. He shrugged lightly. "I suppose I could ask my lovely girlfriends assistance in the matter. I don't do formal but you practically live in a formal world for your career. Even have student committee's that will be your slaves - I MEAN! Your 'helpers'.

Once they had arrived at the grounds he'd kneel down just enough to help shuffle her off of his back and stand on her feet. "But if you had a hazard suit on then you'd end up missing all the extra potential fun. You know, running around the school screaming at the top of your lungs while half of you is lit a blaze. The good stuff!" His own grin shined towards her. "Oh, we can use anything we want. This moment, this hours, is our crazy hour! Let it burn, let it burn. Or explode." A gaze shifted towards the school as he could spot a few students trying to peak their way through the windows. "That and we have an audience here that seems to waiting for something to happen. I guess they didn't think the Unholy Alliance of Spencer and Sturt would end up here."

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Melbourne ☆ Musician & Artist, Gallery Cafe Owner★ LilyCat
23 year old Pureblood Human ☆ She/Her

"Apollo would disagree over the need to have you for burning things," The young woman grinned as she poked at one of his very few competitive streaks. She didn't know what it was about him and her phoenix, but they both seemed to have this ever-running competition over who was the boss when he was at her place. They seemed to forget that she was, obviously. She kicked her legs a little as she continued to ride on his back, snorting a small laugh at his response to her questions about the dance. "Audrey would hang you up by your toes if she heard you right now, it is a good thing for you that she is busy playing new mama, not to mention house designer. Did you hear about the new extension they need to put on the place? She is practically bursting with ideas of what she wants to do with it." And of course, Alan would let Audrey do whatever made her happy too.

"Not certain I can believe that you dance though, not until I see it," Arti shook her head lightly before she was allowed down, and looked around the grounds as she considered his not so subtle question over whether he should ask his girlfriend for some assistance with the dance preparation. To be honest, if she'd still been in school then it would have been the last thing she'd have ever wanted to do. But now that she wasn't, it actually sounded rather fun, especially the part about having students to boss around, "I like the sound of slaves better." She joked, "But perhaps that could be something that I can do." She grinned and a small snicker followed up, before her gaze shifted toward the man with a raised brow.

"Only person here who's going to end up on fire is you, Mr Pyro," Huffing another quiet chuckle, Arti then opened her bag up and reached into it, before carefully drawing her violin from there, clearly a charm on the bag to hold much more than it appeared. "Unholy Alliance, indeed. So did you bring fireworks, or am I going to have to create them?" She grinned a little as she checked the instrument that was in her hands, making sure it was tuned - though it always was - and then tilting her head at him, "I am fine with either, of course."

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Professor Head of Spencer ☆ Professor of Elemental Magic, Head of Spencer✩ Kaitore
27 year old Halfblood Human ☆ HE/HIM

"If he wants a burn-off! We can get it on! Thinks cause he's a Phoenix that he's lord of all fire. Maybe coming back to life! But me? I'M the Lord of Fire! I worked hard for that mantle." Derrick wasn't going to let some cheating Bird that had been made of literal flames take that crown from him. At the least the two of them managed to agree that Arti needed a sense of protection from some kind of guardian. Even though in his view, he won every night when the door closed behind the two of them entering into the woman's room. "I'd be out of the country before she could send the inquisition my way." He chortled for a moment and then nodded. "I bet she's going to go all out. I hope she has a small little fire pit. Need to teach Sparky Jr. how to probably set things on fire in a home." After a series a blinks his gaze narrowed. "Without Auds finding out, of course."

His brow furrowed at the accusation that he couldn't dance. He danced quite well, like a Dad who didn't know the meaning of 'Stop, no, you're literally killing us.' People needed to respect the moves, it took a lot of effort to put it all together in a very impressive string. Well, impressive to him, others didn't see the craftsmanship of such a well refined style. "I'm hurt, that you think I wouldn't have the moves. You already know I'm a Magician of unparalleled skill with my hips." One thing he never lacked for had been confidence! He snickered at her choice of 'Slave' over helper. "You just tell me the list of what you need and I can point you to any student that has that capability.  I'm pretty good like that, best teacher around. Even the problem children love me- . . . That's probably not a good thing, is it?

Derrick pressed a finger to his lips and then pressed it right at the edge of his rear and made a sizzled hissing sound. "Too hot to burn, Babe. And don't think I haven't set myself on fire at least five times before." Most of those were accidents from very bad testing methods. But he had to learn the hard ways so that the students wouldn't get too harmed from it, that and he knew a couple of techniques to quell the flames easily. Stop. Drop. and Roll. "Oomph, I didn't bring any fireworks. But I think making them is a better idea anyways. Just imagine the amount we can pack in for a massive flare?

A gaze shifted towards her and his eyebrows wriggled with a mischievous smile that could rival the Grinch. "Sounds pretty bad ass, doesn't it? We even get the fun of making these kids jealous from all this fun we're having that they can't." It was a planned distraction for many people but it had always primarily been for Arti. "Oh... Maybe we can also pack some Dummies with it too. Double the fireworks, triple the power.

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Melbourne ☆ Musician & Artist, Gallery Cafe Owner★ LilyCat
23 year old Pureblood Human ☆ She/Her

"You're such a child," Arti had to laugh at Derrick's reaction to the mention of her phoenix companion. Without fail, every time there was something that had to do with Apollo, the man would get all worked up as though the phoenix had no right to be a firebird. It was hilarious and amused the young woman to no end. She nodded in agreement that Audrey was probably going to have a field day with the new extension, before then snorting at the idea that the young mother's child would be a 'Sparky Jr'. "I hope it backfires on you and the only thing that they keep setting on fire is your pants," She said cheekily, poking her tongue out at the man, before then raising a disbelieving brow at the idea that he could dance. Truth be told, she hadn't actually seen him dance before, but she snorted as he compared dancing to 'hip skill'.

"Inappropriate for a teacher to be saying where students can hear him!" Arti wagged a finger at the man with a light tut and shake of her head, though then chuckled at the offer of him to find the children that she'd need to help her out with preparations. "I'll keep that in mind. And you should be careful of having the trouble kids like you, that means they're likely to pin the blame for things on you as well," She snickered. Though she then thought for a few moments while she fiddled with her violin a little and lifted her brows, "Well, if you need a band still, I could call in a favour from Gemini... not that she'd probably need to be coerced. Could be good to have alumni play here too." Perhaps remind students that they could go after whatever goals they had.

"Only five?" Arti was sure he'd set himself on fire many more times than that, but she just smirked his way before then nodding a little to him, "Though, I'm not sure why you think anything needs to be packed full of fireworks in order for it to make a hug explosion. I make fireworks often without having to pack them anywhere." She waggled her brows at him as she snickered again, before then slowly beginning to play a few slow notes on the violin, causing the dust on the ground to begin swirling around their feet in response. Magic through music had been a talent of hers since she was a child, and was just second nature to her by now. Her violin was even made with a special core to enhance it, and she slowly kicked her shoes off as she stepped into the ring of dummies, glancing back at the man with a grin.

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Professor Head of Spencer ☆ Professor of Elemental Magic, Head of Spencer✩ Kaitore
27 year old Halfblood Human ☆ HE/HIM

"Child!? Healthy competition! Though, It's only a competition if I have a real challenge." Facts were facts, in this case the only real 'fact' had been he didn't see Apollo as a proper rival. It didn't count if you were a walking blaze that could light a marshmallow on fire just by hovering way too close to it. That wasn't an art in his mind, a man on literal fire could pull it off! But he couldn't let that all get him worked up in this moment, head shaking to grab more hold of his seemingly competitive nature. "What?! Backfires?! That's cruel, Arti. Just for that I'm teaching our kids all the tricks of the trade." He mused as a jest. 

'Their Kids' that's the kind of thought he imagined would be a joke. In his eyes he was more unfit as a parent than anyone he's ever encountered. Maybe once upon a ti- No, no. There was no time before that where he thought he could even be considered a safe person in that regards. 

"Ha, you know as well as I do how many students are most likely 'Inappropriate'. I think we're pretty safe." Derrick wasn't entirely sure of her history in that regard, but he surely wasn't an angel walking in disguise. He snorted lightly as he shook his head. "I can only be blamed for fires! Besides, Auds knows my actual work and the work of some amateur's trying to pull a Sparky. The benefit of having someone get into your mess with you, they have a pretty good idea of things." There were somethings he wouldn't mind having the blame shifted on to him. Like being blamed for feeling up his girlfriend, she was a walking magnet for his hands. "That'd be pretty great! It'd be good to let the Student's know that the school often reaches out to Alumni of all walks. The stuff that you build up in this place lasts and will follow you on a good note." Or a bad one, depended on how one decided to leave their school year. 

"Well, after the fifth time, my Sister started to cast an 'Anti-Flammable' charm on my clothes that warded off the major sites that it'd happen. Then scolded me even if it failed. Can you believe her? Younger and tries to scold me!" He shook his head as if he disapproved of it but he could understand the worry that flooded her. When you're stuck in the position of 'It's only us' then over-protectiveness tended to kick into hyperdrive. He snorted as he wrapped an arm around gently around her waist and pulled it in against his own. "I know I'm always explosive. Besides, you know I enjoy stuffing places. It's like a good  time every time.

Derrick had been wary that he needed to be careful, not of words, he didn't care too much what students overheard. But Arti had always been a spicy temptation where it had been difficult to simply 'not'. His arm withdrew as he watched her walk towards the ring of dummies and his arms crosses against his chest with his own grin sharpened towards her. "Let's see what you've got then, Miss. Bell." It was going to be an enjoyable sight and hopefully? Cathartic for the young woman as he expected she needed a true relief with all of the hell that screamed around her. 

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Melbourne ☆ Musician & Artist, Gallery Cafe Owner★ LilyCat
23 year old Pureblood Human ☆ She/Her

"Mhm, of course, amour," Arti nodded as Derrick continued on with whatever explanation to do with the grudge between he and her phoenix companion. She honestly found it more amusing than anything else, considering how juvenile the both of them could be from time to time. That they both cared about her was rather obvious though, and seemed to be one point they agreed on, regarding her protection. "Our kids?" Brows rose as she glanced at the man for a moment. Not that it was something she'd been considering for the near future, but she couldn't help but be surprised at him even joking about such a thing. However, she then snorted softly, "They would love their maman, and protect me from your pranks and hijinks." A nod followed, as though it were a fact.

"If the students are anything like I was in my last few years, then I am sure there is no place that's not been utilised," The young woman mused with a quiet snicker as she considered her school life after arriving at Tallygarunga. Though, she very quickly turned her mind away from those thoughts as well, not wishing to revisit the past. The present was where she was, and she was rather happy with her present. "You say that as though Audrey wouldn't decide to let someone blame you just for shits and giggles," Arti raised a brow at him, before laughing softly again, but then nodded with a warm smile, "I'll go see Gem later on or tomorrow then. I'm rather certain that she would love to play for the dance."

"Good, someone needs to scold you," The woman remarked about his sister, before shooting a grin at Derrick, though quickly found herself tugged in against him and snorted at his terrible wordage. "That's awful, you get an F minus," She snickered at him, before then offering a small wink and blew him a kiss as she flounced away from him and toward the center of the area, turning back only to lift her nose slightly at him, "It's Ms Bellerose." She corrected him, and then chuckled quietly before readying herself while warming up a little before stopping in the center.

After a couple of moments of silence, the woman then began to play, the air building up around her, causing the dust to swirl around her ankles, and crackling slightly as it began to concentrate with static around the dummies as well. As the rhythm intensified, the crackling gave way to small electrical bolts, creating sparks that ignited at the bases. Soon enough, the tune began to carry the fire and lightning together, creating imagery with them which resembled something more akin to waves as the tune slowed. With ease, the woman was able to show how easily a tune could influence the elements, one moment almost peaceful, and then the next fireworks shooting up high with the rhythm. The earth swirled around her feet and the ground to appear almost like water, while she created a masterpiece of elemental imagery in the arena and the sky above it until the song ended with one large explosion, which caused dust and smoke to cover the area where she was, and for a moment it would be believable to think that she could be harmed in such a thing.

But, as the dust settled and smoke dissipated, Arti was stood in the center, head tipped back as she looked up toward the sky. As for the rest of the arena, the dummies were basically decimated, all having popped in that explosive finish. After a moment, she offered a soft sigh and chuckle, before glancing over toward Derrick with a smirk.

"Beat that." 

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Professor Head of Spencer ☆ Professor of Elemental Magic, Head of Spencer✩ Kaitore
27 year old Halfblood Human ☆ HE/HIM

"Our non-existent joking kids." Derrick quickly clarified, he had enough 'Kids' when it came to his classroom. The true reasoning behind it all had been that he'd always see himself as an inept parent. There had even been thoughts of genuine pity for whatever poor bastard ended up being his spawn. He had no foresight when it came to the estimated future between the two of them, past issues of doing so made such planning more harmful to himself. Taking everything as the day gave it had been how he had chosen to live life to its fullest. "Oh, Kitten, no one can protect you from my pranks and hijinks. A Spencer always gets their target, one way or another! Especially this one." Come hell or high fire, because water is bad, he'd find a way. 

"Mmm... Yea~ I know what you mean." What even had been 'Innocence' to him? He had been pretty sure that was lost the first year in Tallygarunga by some strange reason or another. Too many faces, encounters that most became faded meetings that held no groundwork for his memory. Others were a bit more punch in the face to not remember to the point he wasn't sure a spell could make him forget them. "If she let me take the blame and fall for something lame I'd have to get some awful revenge on the woman. Which we still need to do eventually for reasons." He wasn't about to let Audrey forget that she'd set the two of them up in a sudden way, just hadn't the time to repay it back tenfold. His hand pressed against the back of his head as he nodded. "Thanks, that'd be great. If she prefers a certain way for the Hall to be setup then it shouldn't be too hard to do it. I already have the kitchen staff working on a menu. Told them to bust out their best recipes considering the whole intention behind the ball.

Then his arms folded defiantly at the slight accusation. "They do not! If anything I should be scolding everyone for scolding me!"  If he didn't have his moments of being juvenile he wouldn't entirely be himself. The grin on his face became even more defined at the grading. "Well, I was always the naughty student." Eyes wriggled at the further insinuation. Though he gave a gentle chuckle as she 'corrected' him, he'd made a gentle play in reference to another Violinist with a similar last name. Of course, some inside jokes needed to be kept deep inside. 

At first Derrick stood there with an arched eyebrow, curious on what she had intended as a display of fiery relaxation of sorts. Instead it had been an art expose of Elements, imagery had been knitted together through the sounds of notes. Each note pieced together a new image that fit a larger piece of the elemental tune that rang through the area in equal show of the what had been taking form before his eyes. It was impress to the degree that not many could claim to hold that form of feat and style in general, to be able to do so with instrument alone showed a finesse and familiarity with the art and what it could produce. Well, he did say give the children a bit of a show and this had exceeded far and beyond what he could have anticipated or even properly prepared for on such a short notice. 

Eyes lowered and lingered on the dummies and their new state of existence or rather the lack there of due to the amount of focus and energy that had been placed against them. His hand stroked at his beard from cheek to chin at a loss on how to actually 'Beat that' as she so eloquently placed it. "Hmph, All that extra fanfare! You diminish the glory that is just fire and what it can do!"

With a flick of his wand he'd collect up whatever barely remained of the dummies and their standing poles then tossed them off towards the side where he could depose of them later. Then another motion called forth another set as he made his way towards Arti and started to escort her away from the circular-like area with a grand smile on his face. "I will show you raw beauty." Or rather the very chaos that he'd always viewed of his life and deeper inside of himself, something that had only gotten worse over the last few years.

Derrick gently tapped the edge of his wand against the earthen ground as it slowly started to rise just a bit taller, risen to the middle of his shin in height. Precise tracings of runes were made, three on four corners of the area - 'Air, Twisting, and Control'. As much as he hated the idea of containment the runes were there to infuse a secondary magical effect to amplify and keep the fire that would soon ensue tightly contained. He turned his attention towards the new collection of target dummies as they were now fully prepared for their fiery baptism. The wand traced through the air and a wide wave of fire in a breath fashion stretched across the circle where each one would be caught ablaze, the fire burned intensely and brightly even for the time of day. The entire time a grin grew by shifts on his face as if he'd already been enjoying an outcome that had yet to be written. He took a step on one side of the circle that had been risen where the runes were situated and with a cursory tap on each rune down the line until the fourth one, a reaction would occur. 

Bright lights illuminated and shimmered as the magic that had been engraved in the symbols pushed outwards and caused the already vibrant fires to grow and turn, a current of air that hadn't expanded beyond the circle constantly twisted and turned feeding the flames as they grew larger by the second. What looked to be multiple fires had now been a spinning fiery tornado that only seemed to grow until it reached each end of the runes where it wouldn't grow any further, the heat that emitted from the flames could be felt as if it had been trying to kiss against bare skin. It was contained Chaos, the very ideal of how he viewed his own inner self. His arms raised up and spread horizontally as if he'd been a villain welcoming the advent of a apocalypse by fire. 

Though next came the step in which would hurt his soul. Putting out the flames for a less destructive force, another motion of his wand and a stream of strong liquid flooded from the tip across one of the trio of runes. Quickly it built up and started to overtake the fire with a series of sizzling and steam that rose up in a cloudy mass until what remained had been a Hydro-tornado. Short lived given his dislike for the element in active use as he tapped his wand cautiously against the runes to dismantle their effects, what seemed to only be lights diminishing on one side would effect the torrent of an element in the center as it weakened. At least until a massive splash dropped into the center of the testing ground and spluttered a muddied ash about the area in a sense of defiance for being controlled. 

"Sheer chaos. . . I love it."

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Melbourne ☆ Musician & Artist, Gallery Cafe Owner★ LilyCat
23 year old Pureblood Human ☆ She/Her

"Mhm... they say that often jokes also speak of hidden truths," Arti teased lightly, giving Derrick a small prod. She managed to hide any small pang of the past easily behind the wall of playfulness and jest, though deep down all the joking reminded her of painful events which she still hadn't yet shared. She tutted at his confidence though, shaking her head, "Didn't I already tell you? I was the number one hellion when I was at Tally. Sturt ruled for a couple of years then." She smirked lightly at him, though was glad for the shift in subject, even more so for the topic of revenge against Audrey, not that the woman's plan had really caused anything terrible in the end, she supposed. "I'm sure we'll think of something for her, though maybe after things have settled down a bit for her, given the expansion of the Burdett family and all. I'm patient enough that I can wait for the right time," The small woman offered a gentle shrug, but nodded as they spoke then about the upcoming dance.

"So long as there's a performing area, Gemini's not too fussy. The woman can work near any kind of location, I've seen her use some obscure spots for makeshift stages. She could make it big if she wanted to, but I feel like she holds back a little," Arti mused softly, her brow furrowing a touch. She knew that Gemini was about as good an instrumentalist as herself, and she had a killer voice to go with it. Arti could sing, but not much or for very long because of the damage to her throat from years ago. She wanted to see her friend succeed, but didn't know if fame was something that Gem wanted. Shaking her head, she broke from her thoughts to snort at his immature response to her thoughts on him needing scolding, before then moving off to perform.

The effect she'd had with her performance had been what she'd aimed for. Not only in surprising and impressing Derrick, but to see the stares of wonder in those students who had watched. She'd done a few school tours in her European tour, and it was always a good feeling to be able to show the possibilities of magic, the potential someone could wield with not only a wand, but an instrument as well. She'd had offers to teach Musiciary magic in a few schools, but didn't feel she was really that qualified for it. Not to mention, she enjoyed the freedom of being able to do what she loved when she wanted and for whoever she wanted.

Derrick's turn was next though, and Artemisia watched as he created a vortex of chaos, a veritable tornado of flame and destruction. There was no doubt that it would destroy anything within the containment barrier that had been placed up, and she had to chuckle softly at the near boyish look of glee that Derrick had on his features. At least until he had to put it all out, and she could see the smallest hint of a pout. Once quelled, the woman looked over at him with a raised brow and tutted softly.

"Absolutely lacks finesse and artistic flare," The woman criticised, but then offered a small wink at him, knowing that those hadn't been his intent anyway. Still, they'd caused quite the amount of destruction between them, the ground dummies, scorched or laying in tatters, and she breathed out a long sigh as she hugged her violin to her chest. "It was nice though, to just let loose and create something larger than I normally would," Even if that creation only lasted for as long as the song did, rather than remaining immortalised on canvas. Perhaps she could create a mural capturing a moment of it later on. "David would have enjoyed both displays," She mused softly, her gaze shifting to the ground in thought. It was difficult to imagine the man would never be back, her adopted father had taken the loss of his brother hard as well, and there was only so much she could do. She was helpless against the pain he felt, unable to ease it. And it made her feel like she was failing somehow as a daughter. She just... didn't know what to do, and it bothered her.

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Professor Head of Spencer ☆ Professor of Elemental Magic, Head of Spencer✩ Kaitore
27 year old Halfblood Human ☆ HE/HIM

"I have come to the hypothesis, as a man of academics that only delusional people say that." An L-Shaped finger curved just at his chin while he started to nod sagely as if to confirm it. The fact he called himself a 'Man of academics' easily broke his façade as he started to bust out into a mocking laughter of himself. "Oh. . . Oh man, I can't say that with any kind of straight face for long." It took several breaths to ease that burst of giggles that threatened to rumble up and out of him. "That's only because you hadn't encountered me during your time! If Jez and I were in the same area too long things would get way too explosive out of control. Had to give the school some breathing room." There had been the underlying factor that he stuck to calming a few bullies here and there or. . . Raging them in fire. He snickered and then nodded. "I can give her a grace period. I have much more tact in grace periods than her, fact." At least in his mind. 

"Holding back? That's never good, never hold back - never surrender! Not just for the students either, I feel it'd be good for her to go all out to lighten up the weight on a few staff members." The death had effected Audrey and by extension it would also effect the Headmaster. If the leader's of the school were in a demoralized state then it had been the duty of other staff members to see that they could have a respite of fun themselves. Teacher's had that right too, it was their memory as much as it had been the students. "And maybe~ some random French Maid can be there in case a feisty Sparky needs a bit of a dance." He stated in his not so subtle hint. It showed that she needed a night herself, not just to set something on fire but to have something she loved and enjoyed vibrating through her system. 

When it had been his turn, Derrick showed a bit of the reason why he'd been considered a viable Elemental Teacher. The pure power behind the spells hadn't lacked and even the foresight of precision to keep it contained for the sake of safety. For all of the bluster of enjoying a fire and its destructive capabilities he'd always been against others being hurt, even as a Spencer in school, for his own desire. The darker desire that he wanted to see things burn had merely been a hole for the various pains he'd endured through life, it wasn't just a cathartic action but a mental experience to see all that he wanted to burn inside those flames. After the fire had fully been diminished a small saddened smile shaped on his face, as if the memories had won out in its effect on him. 

Quickly it shifted away as he fully turned towards Arti. "Finesse? What's that? I just know that there was this awesome fire near me. And what? That was pure artistic flare. Okay, It was pure flare. But there is a neat art to it!" He smiled wide as if he'd been a child caught with their hand in the cookie jar. He looked back towards the scorched land and dummies behind him and then shrugged lightly. "At least my Students got a taste of my talent! I could have been an Auror! Well, I'd be a liability but still would have been an impressive choice."  The Elephant in the room had been brought to light, David's death. His eyes narrowed for a moment in thought and his eyes squinted. "Then why don't we do it? Hm? A celebration of life memorial. The positive effects he had in the peoples lives that want to honor that memory. It doesn't need to be stuffy either, respect him with that amazing talent of yours and others that were close to him that would want to do it."

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Melbourne ☆ Musician & Artist, Gallery Cafe Owner★ LilyCat
23 year old Pureblood Human ☆ She/Her

"A man of academics..." Arti's brows rose at the self-proclamation from the man, before snorting as he couldn't even hold a straight face himself. She chuckled quietly thought and offered a gentle shrug, "I think I only barely missed out on causing hell for your lot, you all graduated just before I arrived. Otherwise, we might have been competing for the title of biggest troublemaker." There was only a small smirk on her lips this time though, recalling that first year she had arrived at Tally wasn't entirely good memories, after all. Another soft laugh followed at the agreement of a grace period for Audrey, knowing all too well that it could potentially give the other woman the upper hand too. Not that she minded. The back and forths between the friends was always amusing to watch. The proclamation that one should never hold  back though, resulted only in a small nod, the young woman knowing that she couldn't simply go disclosing Gemini's ghosts and worries to someone behind he back. They were as personal as Arti's own troubling history.

"Oh, do not worry. She will still put on a brilliant show, especially for the school. She's a little like me in the fact that she fit in better here than she had in other schools," Artemisia at least knew that much she could share. It was one of the few things that had created part of their bond, as well as the one with Audrey, the fact that they'd all been from somewhere completely different, and had found Tallygarunga to be where they'd found their place. She snorted, however, at the mention of a French Maid, raising a brow at the man, "Well, I didn't realise you were thinking of making it a fancy dress party. I mean, getting my hands on a French Maid outfit is child's play, but I would hate to be the only one who's in a costume." Her lips pursed and eyelashes fluttered at the man, as though to make the idea of trying to trick her more difficult.

At least the displays of magical prowess had entertained not only them, but the students who had been watching as well. For Arti, she'd more or less just needed to let loose with music and being able to create imagery with it, through whatever materials she had at her disposal. Though, with it being done here, she was reminded of the offer to consider tutoring in Musiciary. A tempting offer, but she already had so much going with her art and the gallery, though she knew she wasn't the only talented person in that. Maybe having Gem play would kill two birds with one stone.

"I still win, admit it," Arti's smile turned cheeky as she glanced at the man from the corner of her eye. She snickered at the idea of him being an Auror. There was no way he was disciplined enough for that, but it was still an amusing idea to entertain. At least until one considered the darker sides of the job. She was glad that he wasn't, to be honest. She doubted he'd still hold such a light-hearted aspect, despite all he'd gone through. The idea of a memorial caught her a little by surprise though, and she lifted her free hand to rub the back of her neck, "I mean... I appreciate the idea, certainly. But he has had a funeral, and only wanted something quiet. It's a thoughtful idea, though. I think I am just trying to work through old insecurities in the wake of everything. And am just worn out from trying to be strong for others."

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Professor Head of Spencer ☆ Professor of Elemental Magic, Head of Spencer✩ Kaitore
27 year old Halfblood Human ☆ HE/HIM

"Not my fault someone was stupid enough to give me a degree in Teaching." For all the jabs he gave himself he had been the first to admit, at least to himself, that he enjoyed the choice of going into that particular option in the years following Eleza's death. To do better, be better, teach others to be better - it was as much for them and equally the society that they held in life. "Despite what many may think, I'm personally the biggest troublemaker. Jez just REALLY loved the spotlight, as you can see now." He snickered at the thought of it all, the past hadn't been all bad. Those moments he didn't mind reminiscing on for a moment. "Also one of the people that gave me a lot of shit for up and leaving the country without a word." The sad factor being if there hadn't been a few things that kept him more grounded in Australia, he'd have probably already been gone again. That itch of wanderlust had been growing of late and he'd been distracting himself from it. 

"Mmm, I think a couple of us had that kind of a tag on our file. Well, most of us. Haha, I don't think I've ever really fit in at Tally. It wasn't all bad but definitely not my place." Even after all his travelling, the years of 'growing up' (Something still up to debate in many courts.), He hadn't felt as if he belonged any place which had led to his various circumstances. At least his sister had been much more grounded and fit in more, that had been the most important to him at that time and even now. "Oh, I was so aiming at the fact that you're French and I needed you around. The maid bit was what just came first to mind. Of course. . . If you wear that something else will be coming." Even as her eyes fluttered, his eyebrows wriggled. The clear suggestive smile that twitched on his lips soon faded into a more genuine one. "But seriously, It'd be nice if you showed up. If you can't that's cool too, I know you have work and a lot of things to do. Unless you take up a job as a teacher here - I mean, I'd be all for that!

Could Tallygarunga really handle so much coolness? Would he even get much work done in the process, now that he thought about it. To have two of his chaotic partners in crime in one building and area, it was as if he'd be reliving an entirely new experience of school compared to when he had been a student. He turned his sights towards the growing crowds of students that stare from various windows, doorways, even some started to peak out of the doors to get a much closer look at the left behind carnage of wood, hay, and burlap. "I know what they're thinking. . . 'Sparky is even more awesome and hey, the Hot Lady is pretty awesome too!'."

Derrick snorted at that cheeky challenge. "I won't even admit to a bird that's entirely on fire that he has a cheating upper hand, you think I'm going to admit something like this? Nuh uh, I win!" He stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her waist to pull her closer. A soft kiss placed just at the center of his forehead. "That I understand. But, you know, don't need to be strong around me. I don't know how to handle most things like that, but I'm trying a bit. Have to learn to shoulder for you just so you don't feel like you have no one to break down towards. Or. . . Burn away some stuff." He couldn't make any major plans to go places, not when they had the Ball to plan and make sure it had gone pristine but. . . "Why don't you spend Christmas with Adele and Auds? I mean, considering the mutual hurt having that family bonding time might be good for you all.

 

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Melbourne ☆ Musician & Artist, Gallery Cafe Owner★ LilyCat
23 year old Pureblood Human ☆ She/Her

"Cannot really blame her for giving you a hard time. I would be much the same, or perhaps worse," Arti huffed a soft chuckle, not that she didn't love to travel as well herself, but she did at least let people know when she was going to be away and a general idea of where she was going. She didn't much like the idea of people simply disappearing on her, and so assumed that others wouldn't care much for it either. Her brow furrowed at the man, however, as he spoke about not really fitting in, "Uh, it sounded like me that you fit in simply fine. Perhaps you simply do not like to admit to fitting in anywhere." The woman poked her tongue out at him lightly as she picked lightly. He did tend to try and remain detached from people and places at least a bit, which had been part of her surprise when he'd asked if she would be his girlfriend in an official capacity. A small smile tugged at her lips at being 'needed around' though and she chuckled quietly.

"Mmmm, I suppooooose I can find some time in my oh so busy schedule to clear a night out for my boyfriend and his school dance," Arti laughed quietly, a brow lifting as he went on to say it was fine if she couldn't come along. As though it were no big deal, except that she knew that if he was asking her then it meant that he did really want her to come along. It certainly wasn't a problem for her at all. "I'll save the outfit for the after party." The mention of her teaching though, drew a small chuckle, "Still not certain about that. Maybe part-time I could consider tutoring, but I do not have the qualifications to be a proper teacher." That, and it felt too restrictive for her in a sense. The whole reason she'd taken her own path after school was to throw off the shackles of having to do what others expected of her and instead create what she enjoyed.

"Maybe they're thinking, 'I wonder what the Hot Lady is doing with him'," Artemisia snickered quietly, though expected his denial at having lost to her as she was drawn into his arms and shook her head lightly, "It's alright. I know, deep down, that you know I won." She grinned up at the man cheekily. She appreciated his words, though, that she didn't have to try to be strong with him. It was just difficult to let go of a habit that she'd held onto since she was a child. Staying strong was what had kept her alive in some cases. She nodded, however, before then blinking and offering a small quizzical frown at his suggestion for what she should do for the holidays, her head tilting as she watched him.

"Well... I had been planning on doing something with my boyfriend," The woman said slowly, "Unless you mean that we should spend Christmas with them, which sounds like a fantastic idea." Her brows rose a little though, the woman far too perceptive for her own good sometimes, "But I get the feeling that wasn't what you meant. Do you have other plans or something?" Arti had just assumed that they would do something together, like lounging in bathrobes for half the day, exchanging silly presents and then the proper ones, and then calling up family and friends with really obnoxious Christmas greetings. His suggestion seemed to indicate that they wouldn't be spending the holiday together at all though, which caused her to watch him with some concern.

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Professor Head of Spencer ☆ Professor of Elemental Magic, Head of Spencer✩ Kaitore
27 year old Halfblood Human ☆ HE/HIM

"A Bird isn't meant to be caged but let loose and free to fly." Or in his particular case to escape another kind of confinement all together. Most times these days he questioned just how he managed to have things that bound him to stay in a single place without that form of freedom. He'd assumed he knew what he'd been getting into with agreeing to be a Professor full-time for a school and yet. . . It hadn't truly hit him until the second term that he could be doing that kind of a job much longer than he'd been used to keeping. "I fit like a circle trying to go through a triangle slot on a toy." A small grin shaped on his face at the childish analogy. 

"Oh? Truly?  Gee, aren't you such a generous kind of a girlfriend." Derrick let a smile shape onto his face. "Of course, if it's such a hassle. . . I guess I would have to sweeten up the pot so that your busy schedule wasn't cleared needlessly!" A hand rubbed at the base of chin in thought, as if he'd been going through a list of various possibilities. "Aaah, I suppose I could owe you a personal slow dance. I don't give those out freely, you know." His smile shifted to a much more mischievous at the thought of an afterparty. He snorted lightly at her reasoning. "What? I do?" His hand gently nudged at Arti's shoulder. "Nah, I get it. Though I think after this? You're going to have a bunch of those musically inclined students banging at your door to teach them anyways." There had been quite a few that seemed to use the downtown in the Musiciary room to practice. 

"Or, even the more truer thought, 'The Hot Lady actually has taste in guys! Who would have known!' I gotta say, I agree with them. I'm a pretty damned good catch." Fists balled tightly and he pressed the edges of his knuckles against his waist to perform a very manly super-heroic pose to sell the point further. "The only thing you won is my attention and occasionally my fiery passion. But mostly the attention.  Though I'm guessing we're going to have enough time together to prove whom the true winner of blaze is!" That had at least been one long term he planned to try and keep, after all he'd been the one to ask her to become more official. The way her frown formed showed a sign that she'd caught the phrasing of his words, the following questions solidifying that assumption. 

"Now, see, if Adele didn't have that very eerie steely glare that is ever so lovely and common to her? I maybe wouldn't mind too much! But that's enough to break even the Sparkster!" He attempted the usual humor as a deflection but knew it wouldn't be one that'd be easily taken and gave a soft sigh. "No other plans, no. Not really anyways. Usually near the end of the year I visit a small uh. . . Memorial. But I had just figured it was the kind of thing you might have needed, not to try and be strong for someone specific but just to have family around." It had been somewhat embarrassing, unable to leave the past entirely alone. Though the deed hadn't been during the month of December it always seemed to be that month where everything came to a sudden conclusion, endings and beginnings. "Figured I owed Eleza one last time before trying to take that step to move forward. The whole 'News Years Resolution!' starts. And. . . I guess I never really considered where I would fit for Christmas. Could go to my Sisters but it feels just as awkward there as it does in most places around that time of year."

That look of concern had been like bait to him, he didn't want it to turn into a situation where he couldn't spend that time with her. "But I can hold that off. For you, I can deal with being glared at for potentially, maybe, burning a book that isn't proven."

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Melbourne ☆ Musician & Artist, Gallery Cafe Owner★ LilyCat
23 year old Pureblood Human ☆ She/Her

"You and Apollo are a lot alike," Arti couldn't help but point out. After all, a phoenix couldn't be captured or caged. If they stuck with someone, it was because they had chosen that person to become attached to. It was an honour, really, and Artemisia knew it and wondered what the bird saw in her sometimes. Perhaps a shadow of her former life? She smirked as he debated his fitting in at the school though, but as far as she could see, he was practically a part of it. Clearly, the students liked him, especially the Spencer ones. Laughing quietly at her joke over having to fit the school dance into a busy schedule, she grinned as he spoke about sweetening the deal, before then snickering again at the offer of a slow dance, "I am still not convinced that you can dance, yet." She tutted with a shake of her head, though sighed at the mention of students wanting to learn from her.

"Ah, we will have to see, I suppose. I would not be able to fit in a full time position on top of my art and the gallery," Not to mention when she would get called up to do another tour or something. But then, she supposed it depended on what happened in the near future, as to what she would do. She could tutor, but teaching would require university, and she certainly wasn't doing that. "Oh nooo... they are wondering how someone like you managed to get a wonderful catch like myself," She nodded, before laughing at the man's pose and giving him a light slap on the chest. "Please, I have won much more... I always win," She grinned and offered a wink, but smiled at the mention that they apparently had a lot of time to figure out who was truly the best.

As the young woman had figured though, it seemed that Derrick hadn't been considering whether they would be doing something together for the holidays, and her lips formed a small pout as she wondered why. The mention of visiting a memorial caused her features to soften though, as she offered a small nod. Though, the holidays was a strange time for it, especially when one had people to spend the time with.

"Ah, I see," Arti offered a small nod or two, lifting a hand to rub at her hair lightly, feeling a little awkward as she wondered if he really had began to move on at all this year, or had been thinking of Eleza all this time. She opted for the more optimistic thought pattern though, and that was that he was only thinking now because he'd assumed she would be with her family and wouldn't want to do something with him. "Well, we have been together for a long time, so it just seemed like the natural progress, to spend the holidays together. Dress up in stupid holiday themed clothes, exchange goofy presents, make a lot of mess at someone else's house, with glitter and confetti and party poppers... you know, just have fun and enjoy the time together," Not that she'd known a lot of Christmases like that, but there were at least a few since her adoption, the past one or two the only ones she'd been alone because of travelling.

"You can face that just for me?" Arti's lips twitched into a small smile, before she chuckled quietly and leaned up to try and steal a small kiss, "We could also go on a small trip or something after, for New Years. You can visit the memorial, and then we can do something nice together."

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Professor Head of Spencer ☆ Professor of Elemental Magic, Head of Spencer✩ Kaitore
27 year old Halfblood Human ☆ HE/HIM

"Woah, woah, hold it! Them's some fighting words, Arti!" A playful frown formed on his face as he stared the woman down, well, as down as he could considering her height in comparison. The most he would ever agree to that they're similar in had been their capacity for the use of fire and the mutual care towards the same woman.  Anything else had been pushing too much in his opinion! He hadn't pushed much more on the idea that he 'hadn't fit in' at the very least at least he had a job that seemed to be stable enough that he'd be recommended to stay again. "It isn't my fault that we didn't really get the chance at Jez's party. Some stuff happened and well. . .  Didn't really seem like the 'mood' for it. But I got the steps, best believe.

"You could always use their need to learn for your own amusement. By that I mean force them to run a 'Study based Gallery', see their crazy designs and maybe inwardly make fun of it." He gave a joking grin towards her. "Speaking of, I'm surprised you don't have more students fluttering about you trying to get a slot on your gallery. Must be the intimidating look you have." Typically someone with a certain air about them tended to either ward or draw. He found those with unusual accents had the gamut of it. "Why, yes, I am a wonderful catch. You should feel lucky that the student recognize that their Teacher Sparky, is of a high breed." He stated easily as he twisted her words for his own benefit. He grunted as she slapped his chest and a broad smile formed on his face. "You won until -I- enter the picture. You'll find you have plenty of loses.

Derrick knew how it'd come off, truthfully the mere thought of it when it popped up made him consider if he'd truly moved on. A piece of him found it extremely difficult to fully let go even if he consciously understood that it was best for his own health and future relationship. That hanging on to the most harmful of things could grow to a poisonous state of thinking and reaction. "Heh, Stupid Holiday themed clothes? What? You expect me to be 'Sparky the Flame-Nosed Reindeer'?" He hadn't celebrated such a festive Christmas in. . . Well, it had been back in University but that had been a different kind of a celebration. "So, what you're really saying is. . . We're gonna have tons of confetti, party poppers, and glitter to light up a sparkly blaze?

A soft laughter formed while he nodded, lips caught by hers and then he leaned into it further. Both of his hands rested on her waist. "Yea, I think I can face that just for you." He snickered as he grinned towards her. "Why, Arti, I might start to think you actually want me around! Christmas, New Years. . .  Sounds like you're trying to have me all to yourself!"

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23 year old Pureblood Human ☆ She/Her

"Bring it," Arti smirked up at the man, clearly not intimidated in any way by his height advantage over her. She laughed lightly, before then nodding at his excuse for not having been able to prove he could dance to her yet, "Mhm, convenient excuse there. It's not like we haven't had the whooole rest of the year for you to try and show me what moves you have." The young woman grinned at him, though she then chuckled as she considered his ideas for her to get some working students, "Magical art isn't really a subject here, and I feel like some of the university students resent me because I was able to become successful without having to put the years of study in after leaving school," It was a half truth. To be honest, she was surprised by how many admired her compared to those who were unhappy about how she managed to skip the whole University side of things and still be successful.

"Well, I do get a few University art students hanging around," Arti chuckled, and then snorted as the man twisted her words to suit himself, rolling her eyes at him, "You mean that they recognise that you're a danger to those around you. They're probably thinking that I must be indestructible... and they would be right," She grinned and laughed softly, but then shook her head and waged a finger at him, "I'm afraid it is you who is wearing the losses." She tutted, and then offered a wink to him. At least they could joke around with one another, over their refusal to back down, though she wondered if she should have not said anything about Christmas, unsure now if he really wanted to do what she'd been hoping to.

"Well, it's that or Sparky the flame-bearded Santa," Smirking, Artemisia then poked her tongue out lightly at him, "Or Sparky the wet blanket, if you're gonna be un-holiday themed." She snickered quietly, but then nodded at his questioning. "Poppers, confettis, glitters, fire crackers... yep. All of it," She had to go figure that he would be into that side of it all, not that she minded in the least. It would make for a fun holiday, definitely party worthy. She smiled though, as he seemed happy enough to be joining in on the holiday fun, whether with her or with her adoptive family, before then seemingly attempting to pick on her for suggesting they spend all the holidays together, causing her to roll her eyes, before then looking him straight in the eye.

"Would that be a problem with you if I did want you around and to have you to myself?" The woman asked, tilting her head as she looked up at him, knowing he probably wouldn't expect a blunt admission of such.

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Professor Head of Spencer ☆ Professor of Elemental Magic, Head of Spencer✩ Kaitore
27 year old Halfblood Human ☆ HE/HIM

"Oh, you short people always had more bark than I like to remember." A finger rose up to gently chastise the woman. He let a hearty laugh flow. "Well, if you remember? Most of the year we were doing a different kind of a dance." Eyebrows wriggled ferociously with a roguish grin that stretched on his face. His hand rose up and gently dismissed the idea in general. "I don't think we had many venues that would have been good for that at the time either."  He hummed lightly and poked his lips out in thought at that particular point. "Resent you? The woman with the magic fingers? Heh, I couldn't imagine it! But you make a very intriguing point. . . I suppose no one will step up to make it some kind of afterschool club for the interested." Though, that could also be bad if a bunch of students had started to cause destruction in that manner. 

"A danger? I'm practically a Spencer Folk Hero." That probably didn't do much to disprove her point at all. This realization made him grunt defiantly towards her. "I wear no loses, I'm a winner in all that I do. And maybe they think you're more spirited than anything. You know, kind of like a puppy dog. Cute and pouty." He grinned at her, there had been no sign that he planned to back down against her own stance. Perhaps a very explosive collection of personalities given how competitive it could turn in a blink of an eye. 

Derrick's eyes narrowed in though and his fingers scratched at his beard as if trying to imagine that kind of thought. "Huh. . . That's actually a pretty good idea. I'm sure Maks would enjoy that too. Just bust in with a bag of goodies. . . Like more dummies to put out into a yard and have a 'Let's Burn that Crap' competition. I think that'd be a pretty neat holiday tradition! But, I think Auds would disagree. Haha." He scoffed at being aligned with the thought of a wet blanket. "I'm never a wet blanket. People love my humor and love that I bring the noise for all the folks to enjoy.

Going further onto the various celebratory objects that would be included formed a small smile of fondness. He still hadn't been sure on how to respond to the idea that she'd want to spend time with him for a holiday. More surprised that she hadn't been trying to hide him away for a bit longer from those that she'd considered family, of course, maybe Jez's bash of a party blew that out potential out of the water anyways. Then came her much more blunt admission in the form of a question that had been a challenge of his joke itself. It stunned him and he stood there for a moment unable to find the words that could come naturally, not even a single witty remark or wise crack flowed out in his usual trademarks. 

"I. . . No, It wouldn't be a problem." A hand pressed at the back of his head and he scratched a small area on the side of it, the moment had created a nervous itch. "Well, you've disarmed me there. Didn't think you'd actually. . . Go for admitting it in that way.

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Melbourne ☆ Musician & Artist, Gallery Cafe Owner★ LilyCat
23 year old Pureblood Human ☆ She/Her

"We have a lot of bite too," Arti reminded the man, before then snorting as he tried to use their other extracurricular activity as an excuse for why he hadn't taken her dancing. However, she had to give a small nod at the question of people resenting her. She may have had a unique talent, but it didn't stop others from being jealous of her ability to be able to turn it into a successful living, especially with art was definitely a difficult field when it came to the job industry. Either a person made it, or they didn't. "Well, I mean there were a few university guys who were talking about making a fan club, so that they could spend more time around me," The woman mused with a small impish grin, her gaze shifting off to the side a little, though she snickered at Derrick's claim of being a hero rather than a danger. Though Spencer heroes were generally a danger in most cases.

"I am cute and pouty, but also indestructible," Arti shot a small grin at the man, though she had to laugh quietly when the man considered her idea of being a flame-bearded Santa, something that she figured he probably would have liked. "Drop off some firecrackers and things at places," She mused with a nod, before then snickering as he thought Audrey would disagree, "You'd be surprised. Have you not been to the bonfire nights she and Alan host? Often enough she just plans them, and doesn't even tell him until the day. Those are some wild times," And not just because of the blazing bonfire and people tossing things in there, but there was always a lot of alcohol and people passing out. "I can't remember the last time I went to one, probably before I went on tour," She mused quietly.

"See, lots of fun to be had," Arti said, giving Derrick a small nudge as he appeared to be considering the whole idea of spending the holidays together, though she couldn't help a more devious smirk as she stumped him with the blunt admission that she wanted to do things together and have him to herself, thoroughly amused when he even vocally admitted that she'd disarmed him. "Victory!" The woman threw her arms up with a wide grin, before laughing lightly, "I have succeeded in disarming Sparky, I win!" The woman gave a triumphant smile to the man, before offering a V for victory pose to any students who were still watching.

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27 year old Halfblood Human ☆ HE/HIM

"Biting? Are you trying to promise me good things here?" He wasn't worried about the biting, if anything, that could make a playful fun time now that he thought about it. Maybe could involve tossing some marshmallows. A short grunt formed hearing that a bunch of guys had been tossing up ideas about starting a fan club. The edge of his finger tapped at his chin. "So, what you're saying is. . .  I have some new targets to set on fire? Excellent! It's always good to have moving targets, I heard it helps to get precision on point." Not that he'd actually light some random Uni guys on fire, but maybe a bit of firecracker action under their chairs or in their bags. Something that gives them a bit of a frightening jump that he could find a good time in. Totally wasn't about jealousy. 

Suppose he couldn't entirely dispute the whole 'Indestructible' bit, not with the potential things the young woman may have gone through in her life. But he still wouldn't give in to the idea that she would be, it'd give her way too much ego! "I'll give you pouty and cute. Oh, and puffy lips, those are pretty noticeable." Eyes lowered to stare at the lining of her lips. The idea of a flame-bearded Santa had just been too good of an idea to not like for a person who enjoyed seeing the use of fire in almost anything. "Oooh… Dropping firecrackers down fireplaces. . . Putting them in stockings!" He gave a firm arm pump as if it had been a successful plan that needed to be incorporated. 

Derrick's head shook smoothly. "Nope, I usually didn't stay around long enough. Well, that and I had other stuff that I needed to do and all that."  Not being in the country often made most meet-up events difficult to make. That had only been on top of the fact he'd been avoiding staying around people he knew long term, that chance that they'd try to push him to 'forget' the past or at least move on from it in a healthy manner. An irony that the moment he decided to do something with his teaching degree that it ended up in that route anyways. "Sometimes business is just way too important to be able to stop in to those fun things." But now he didn't have an excuse not to show up to those kind of things. 

He softly chuckled after being nudged, almost bashfully. She'd been so certain that it'd been what she wanted with him. It'd been hard not to entertain the idea, to see the appeal that it held and the kind of good cheer it could add towards her. Though he expected she'd been expecting more good cheer for the both of them without the other feeling as if they were being forced. Then he victory shout emitted into the atmosphere and he just stared at her and blinked a few times. Eyes narrowed towards the gathered students and then back towards Arti's 'V-Pose'. 

If she thought she 'won' then she'd forgotten the dirty antics he'd pull for a proper win on his plate. He leaned in while she'd been showboating for the students and extended his tongue out and gave a long slobbering lick along her cheek. "Your prize."

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23 year old Pureblood Human ☆ She/Her

"Now why would you think that a group of handsome young artistic University students who wish to form a fan club for me means that you have new targets?... Oooh, don't tell me... that the great Derrick 'Sparky' Ackers might be a little worried about some competition? Or may be feeling a little jealous of other men hanging around little me?" Artemisia batted her eyelashes as she peered up at him with a small smirk, thoroughly amused at his seemingly casual, but not so subtle, hint that he might not entirely enjoy the thought of her being surrounded by a group of men. She laughed then, before rolling her eyes as he refused to give her 'indestructible', even though they both knew that she absolutely was. Rather, she pouted said puffy lips and gave him wide innocent eyes, as though her feelings may have been just a teensy bit hurt that he wasn't even going to give her that one strength.

"So, your plan is to burn up all the other presents that our friends' kids have waiting for them? I think that might be the opposite of a cool Santa... maybe avoid the whole destroying all their other things part," Shaking her head gently, Arti snickered. Though as he gave his excuse for not turning up to bonfire nights, the young woman lifted a brow. She knew he wasn't telling the entire truth about important business, but she supposed that wasn't her business... well, now it might be. But it seemed rather clear that Derrick tried to avoid a lot of group events with close friends. It made her pause for a moment, a brief hint of concern in her gaze again for a split second. Though it was temporarily forgotten as she claimed her victory, having stumped the man and left him speechless, even briefly.

"My prize... oh that is just lovely," Arti's lips and nose scrunched up at the lick, but she took it in good stride, not even wiping her cheek off as she turned her head to look at him with a narrowed gaze, before she then laughed quietly and leaned against the man, wrapping her arms around him for a few moments. She didn't care if there were still students looking from the building or not, but she did need to take a moment to think, a little unsure again.

"You know. If... you would rather not do things together, like the holidays or whatever... we don't have to. I do not want to make you do anything you are uncomfortable with," Artemisia wasn't entirely happy with the prospect that her boyfriend didn't want to do those things together, but it wasn't as though they'd been together for even a year yet. And he seemed to have some kind of unfinished business, or something of the like by the sound of it. She couldn't help but wonder for a moment if he was feeling unsure about even being in a relationship at all, knowing how against the idea that he would ever be again when they first met. She drew back from the hug a little and offered a small shrug, "I am sure Apollo would enjoy having me all to himself for a bit anyway."

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27 year old Halfblood Human ☆ HE/HIM

"I just need to sharpen up my quick duelist talent, that's all!" He spoke up as some form of a defense before his arrows shifted away from her and settled onto the training grounds. A softened tone of admittance spoken soon after. "And. . . Maybe I am a bit jealous about the fanboys that gather. . .Not because it's competition either!" Voice built up strongly towards the end with a strong resolution. "Just feel like you don't need to be oogled while you're doing work. Unless it's me, I'm the exception to every rule." She wasn't an ugly woman by any standard other than a blind persons. Derrick's expression shifted to a stern stony stare at the pouty that had been offered, the puckering of her puffy lips only enticed him to want to kiss him rather than break down those 'defenses'. 

"Their presents would be the ultimate display, they'd be happy!" He broke into a sniggling fit and his head shook lightly at the thought. "Okay, okay. I'll do one better and give the kids a bunch of things that make noise." The least he could do for all the parents that he knew had been to make their children very happy by offering the ultimate headache for the household. He wasn't sure if his particular excuse would be bought but she hadn't raised any rebuttal's to it. At the very least, she probably had decided to leave it alone for the time being. There had been a moment where he considered on responding to that shift on her face but had let it be, he wasn't sure he could say anything that would be satisfactory to whatever worry danced inside. 

Derrick responded in kind, arms looped around her waist and pulled her into himself regardless of the prying eyes that had been students. They weren't doing anything to garner any attention or trouble, it'd all been tame with the kind of press they were getting in this moment. "Some presents can't be wrapped. But they make an excellent moisturizer!" He could have always licked other places, like her neck but the cheek had been easy access and sufficed. With the stalled silence that seemed to take up a short moment of time, his brow furrowed as he stared at Arti. 

And just when he'd been about to ask what had been on her mind, it was spoken. He then sighed and winced lightly at the thought that he may have offended her in some way. His finger lifted up to poke at her side for a moment and then walked their way along her waist, along her arm, and stopped at her forehead and he gave a gentle prodding. "Using the bird to try and goad me, eh? That's pretty sneaky!" It had been devoid of his usual challenge of Apollo, as if it had been a secondary issue all together. "I already told you, I would go with you, Artemisia. I want to be with you during the holidays.

Everyone had a past, things that they struggled with and even further the things that they often tried to understand or come to grips with. He'd been no different in that regard and while it had led him by the collar in many things in life - even to the original defiance he held at the thought of starting anything with the woman before him it hadn't conquered in that endeavor. He'd chosen her over the darker desire within his heart that sought something else entirely. "What? Do you want me to just suddenly start telling you how much I am in love with you?" A smile perched on his lips while his hand drifted to settle on her cheek. "I didn't think we were the type of people that stayed for that particular bluntness!

Maybe the thought alone had been something shaky for the both of them. At least, for his own perspective, he'd been more afraid of even admitting it in case he ended up taking that loss once more. It'd been harsh to bare before and to have it occur wouldn't do well for how far he'd managed to come in building himself back up to even be opened to accepting. Though he did remember the way she caught him off guard and opted for the same route in that regard. "But I am. I want to spend the holidays with you because I want to be with you, love and all.

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23 year old Pureblood Human ☆ She/Her

"You? Jealous? I never thought I would see the day," Arti teased gently, though she followed it up with a quiet chuckle, "So, in other words, I should expect to see you at all of my performances and art shows, hm?" A brow rose as she offered him a cheeky smile, she certainly wouldn't mind if he wanted to see more of her talent if he ever wanted to. It was already nice to know that she'd thoroughly impressed him today, even if he refused to admit it. She did grin wickedly, however, at the mention of noisy toys, "Now that is something I can certainly get in board with. Ones with bright lights too, that flash all the time. Bright, noisy toys for allll the children!" A light cackle fell from her lips as she rubbed her hands together. Oh yes, now that she thought about it, that might be the prefect payback for Audrey in retaliation over events earlier on in the year. She smirked and snickered t his comments over licking her cheek, but simply offered a small shake of her head before the slightly more serious topic was brought back up. Along with a prod to her forehead.

"Well, if nothing else, I know I can rely on the mention of Apollo to get you in an argumentative mood," The small woman poked her tongue out at Derrick, but she then went quiet, listening as he reaffirmed that he would spend the holidays with her, and had said as much. She knew he had said so, but there was still that underlying concern of making him feel like he thought he had to go. About to explain that she just wanted to make sure that he wanted to go, Derrick seemed to get in first, with a question that she hadn't fully expected, but gave him a small narrowed gaze in response to. She figured he was joking a little with the question, trying to make her feel silly a moment, until his hand reached her cheek and he continued his words. She blinked a little, unsure exactly how to react in that moment, though at least he spoke again, making it a little easier.

"Is that so?" Came Artemisia's coy question, in response, her lips tugging into a small smile as she considered what he'd said, "Well, that was not an admission that I was expecting, but I will certainly not knock it back." Regardless of that trail of fear that it caused to run through her, she knew how she felt about him as well, even though she hadn't expected either to say such aloud. She laughed softly as she offered a small nod, her head ducking briefly before she lifted it up once again and leaned right up on her toes to offer Derrick a small kiss. She then drew back with a warm smile toward him, "Je t'aime, Derrick." Arti murmured quietly by his lips, "I love you too."

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