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Post by Lady Sylvia Saphricorn on Mar 12, 2007 19:07:17 GMT 10
“DON’T you walk away from me, I am not nearly done with you yet!” she was yelling, and anyone who knew Sylvia Saphricorn knew that she did not yell without a reason, especially where students could see her doing it. She had followed Amberly from their latest meeting and was in no short chance from pulling her wand from her pocket and hexing the woman who strutted away with her purple hair flying behind her. How could she not know exactly what she had been insinuating to Elwyn. Sylvia would have it out with her here and now.
Her own hair was flying through the air behind her and continued to do so even though she was not moving. Her face was livid and she was so very close to spouting off a few words she might have wanted to say to Amberly Ameraid a very long time ago. “You ever talk to me like that again, how could you- the very audacity of you – I cant even begin to wonder what must go through that head of yours!”
She was so angry it was surprising she had managed to finish a sentence. Her eyes were not their usual Sapphire blue but a very steely grey and her face was contorted into a look tat would have scared away a banshee.
Sylvia made the bottom of the Giant sized staircase before she raised her hand in front of her and the water from the Ameraid fountain ceased to pour from the mouth of the fish statue. Amberly would not get away from the discussion. She might have thought walking out of Elwyn’s office would give her a chance to breath and prepare her next attack against Sylvia’s opinion, but that would not be the case.
“What is your deal? No really what is it? I don’t know anyone who would have found logic in what you had to say this evening,” she narrowed her eyes triumphant in the belief that Amberly could not escape the discussion she was definitely going to have with her.
“You know, after everything you did to me, and to my family, all of it, and here we are, still allowing you to proceed with your … existence,” she lowered her head and voice a little, she had not completely forgotten where they were and knew there was probably someone watching, “I am warning you, Amberly, do not cross me,”
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Post by Mariana Torrenne on Mar 14, 2007 19:06:29 GMT 10
Mariana had been sitting on the cold stone of the giant sized stairs when she had heard a thundering voice unlike any she had heard before. Was that… that couldn’t be… she had to do a double then triple take before she would accept what she was looking at. Was that Professor Saphricorn? And was she angry? Surely not. Mariana had never seen her angry, especially not this angry.
Mariana shuffled a little as she looked on. She didn’t feel she should stay and witness this outburst; surely Professor Saphricorn would be embarrassed by it later. And as Mariana thought about it she decided she didn’t want to be there when Professor Saphricorn turned on her because she couldn’t get anything out of Professor Ameraid. Mariana didn’t move though, she knew that moving would draw attention to herself, and she didn’t want to think she had noticed.
She quickly buried her face in a book. If Professor Saphricorn had business she wanted to conduct – even at that volume – then it was none of her business. Mariana knew how when she got angry in her youth; the only person she was interested in letting see her be angry, was the person she was yelling at.
’I might just…’ she thought to herself as she slowly pushed herself against the step behind her and started climbing back trying not to draw attention to herself, but all the same not wanting to be caught in the cross-fire. Or the aftermath. Unwilling witnesses always suffered for being in the right place at the wrong time.
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Post by Lady Amberly Ameraid on Mar 16, 2007 12:03:07 GMT 10
“On the contrary, Sylvia, Elwyn made it quite clear that we were done, if we were not the meeting would not have been adjourned,” Amberly did not appreciate being spoken to the way Sylvia Saphricorn was currently speaking to her. Though she had expected it, and thought it might be nice for some of the students to see what Sylvia Saphricorn was like on a professional… or lack thereof – level. She continued to walk down the stairs and to the Ameraid fountain, the water of which was glistening in the afternoon sunlight.
She stopped when the water stopped pouring from the fountain, effectively cutting off access to the fountain. Amberly did not appreciate this one bit, not just because it stopped her from getting into the fountain, but because she did not believe another founder had a right to affect her house common.
“Of course you cannot understand the thoughts of my mind, that is why you cannot see the logic in what I had to say, Sylvia,” she said, her lavender eyes flashing menacingly. If Sylvia Saphricorn wanted to have it out with her, then Amberly would of course oblige, “Fortunately I can see into your mind, and I don’t think you understand just how flawed your own arguments are,”
“It is time for us to be patient and wait to see what is going on, not a time to act, it is so typical of you to go running into something, head first, without an understanding of what you are up against, you have always been like it,” Amberly said, remembering many occasions when Sylvia had been such a way, “You are so predictable, and I think the enemy will play on that,”
Amberly pulled out her wand and made an intricate little wand movement with it and the water started pouring at once. She did not escape into the fountain though, believing it would be prudent to complete their discussion first.
“I don’t think this is the time or the place to begin discussing your family, do you?” Amberly said looking around and noticing that there were students in the vicinity, “I don’t need to explain myself to you again, I have done enough of that in the last six years and now I have had enough, I don’t care if you understand my logic,”
She narrowed her eyes at this moment and glared at Lady Saphricorn, “And I don’t enjoy being threatened,”
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Post by Lady Sylvia Saphricorn on Mar 18, 2007 0:14:45 GMT 10
“If you feel you are being threatened than that is of your own inclination, Amberly” Sylvia shot back not bothering to stop the water fountain this time knowing that Lady Ameraid was go stay and have this out by her stance. Not that Amberly Ameraid would ever miss a chance to act superior over Sylvia Saphricorn, history showed this time and time again. But she would not back down this time until the other female founder understood that it was her way or no way.
"You hide behind your precious logic too much; it can only take you so far.” She said in an exasperated tone, laced with the anger and coldness from minutes before. “Waiting will only prolong the inevitable, we can be proactive not reactive and take the reigns on this situation and deal with it swiftly. Maybe you’re afraid of something, Amberly? Now what could that be? Some secret you would like to share, perhaps?”
For someone who valued their intelligence so, Sylvia thought that Amberly was being rather dense. Sylvia didn’t see the point in waiting for the enemy to attack, by waiting it was giving them time to create and execute what could be a seamless strike. They could strike now; cause some damage to the enemy before they had time to even further increase their rank to a greater number that could not be so easily dealt with. How hard was it to find such her precious logic in that? It was as simple as black and white.
Feeling her bloody boil at snide mention of her family. This woman knew nothing of her family, Sylvia was clever enough to hold such matters close to heart not her head for this indeed reason, she would not allow this former close friend to play her trump card; the family card.
“I think you best think about what you say and assume about my family, Ameraid. You are not as all wise and knowing on all matters as you appear to think yourself” She said this in a tone that barely veiled the threat that did lie behind her words. She wouldn’t allow any tarnishing to her family’s name, especially by someone who knew very little of the meaning of family. “The higher your throne the further you fall. Remember that.”
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Post by Lady Amberly Ameraid on Mar 18, 2007 7:33:53 GMT 10
Amberly listened with no sign of noise or interest in interrupting. She knew no matter what logic she used; the woman would not listen to her. They had already had this argument at the meeting and now Lady Saphricorn was doing nothing but repeat the things that had already been heard and rebutted. She was very close to walking off on her out of disgust for how dense she was being, but though this confrontation was far overdue and she was to have it out with her. There could be no other way.
“Logic! Sylvia, is the law by which our world is governed, it is called logic because it only makes sense, and if you didn’t think it made sense, you would not even refer to it as logic, as you do, I can only assume this means you think it makes sense, even if you don’t agree with it,” Lady Ameraid said, liking the thought that she was making Lady Saphricorn appear somewhat stupid, “I fear nothing,” she snapped looking at the woman, her eyes burned with deep amethyst fire, she did not like being called weak, “We’re not moving out to meet the enemy because we do not know what it is they way, if we let things unfold, for now, we might have a closer insight into what it is they are after,”
It showed that Lady Saphricorn was definitely not someone that could boast to having something resembling intelligence. Amberly knew she was hard headed, she understood why she wanted to take the action she was arguing for, but she knew all the same, that it could not work. To rise against the enemy without knowing their plan was folly. Avada Kedavra would expect it and she would have plan’s already set in motion to brush aside their offence, or to keep her own offensive elsewhere altogether.
Amberly knew a lot more about Sylvia Saphricorn then perhaps the woman in her blue gowns and over eager attitude would like to admit. She understood her reaction and had expected it the whole time. Normally she would have restrained from such low blows, but as Lady Saphricorn knew; the two had not been friends for a very long time. And while Amberly had Elwyn’s vote, it didn’t matter what the friendship with Sylvia Saphricorn consisted of.
“How dare you,” Amberly was a very shrewd woman, doubled with the fact that she knew Sylvia Saphricorn’s very thoughts behind the words she spoke meant that Amberly Ameraid received both the threat and the insult as clearly as if Sylvia Saphricorn had spoken it. She was clenching her fists together in front of her. Her palms burned with a need to smite Sylvia, her fingers tingling with the thought of magic, “Don’t you worry,” she said, her eyes glinting and her voice dropping to an unworldly low rumble, “I wont forget,”
With that she turned and placed her hand in the water of the fountain. In a blink of an eye; she was gone.
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Post by Lady Sylvia Saphricorn on Mar 19, 2007 1:15:05 GMT 10
Oh how that woman infuriated Sylvia Saphricorn so much, she doubted anyone would ever know. She would breeze in say what she, and then continue on her merry way not allowing anyone else their input or even a chance to disagree. She didn’t understand how everyone could remain so accommodating to such a person who obviously had never gotten of their high horse in her lifetime. It was no secret that Amberly Ameraid rubbed Sylvia Saphricorn the wrong way.
Well maybe the students had been unawares to such but given the few that had witnessed the minor blow out between the two school founders would know, and such a incident as two house founders, especially Saphricorn and Ameraid would not stay a secret, that was just to hot of gossip worth for students to hold to themselves for too long. She knew the entire school would know what had transpired out by the water fountain by dinner time that very evening, whether or not it was the truth or a rather exaggerated telling of smoke and rapid spell fire was another thing all together. Not that Sylvia was all that worried about it at the moment.
’What I wouldn’t give to bring that woman down a peg or two from her superiority complex ladder’ Lady Saphricorn thought to herself as she paced back and forwards trying to vent out her anger in an appropriate manner so she didn’t take it out on a poor un-expecting person or even worse one of her much beloved students. How could Ameraid not see that this was what was best for the children, for their futures?
“Just like her to run off when challenged by something or someone. Wouldn’t do well for her to appear anything less than in complete control of everything and everyone now would it? And how dare I? How dare she with in assumptions and insinuations. How dare she indeed.” Sylvia muttered while still pacing, she was still just letting off steam from the little scene and the dig about her family had really gotten to her. Ameraid was probably just bluffing, but Saphricorn was not one to just brush things away anymore, she had done that in the past, held her tongue over many things which she, now looking back on, should have spoken up about it would have reduced mess and casualties by far, and that was something she carried around with her everyday.
She knew what their enemy was capable of, having seen it before, but she had seen what waiting for could, while effective sometimes it was also sometimes more a hindrance than that of a successful offensive strategy. Why should one woman’s fear and inability to decide on action cause everyone to suffer? She just didn’t get it.
As her eyes slowly returning to their stunning natural blue colour, after taking some deep and settling breaths she looked around the courtyard and noticed that her heated exchange with her fellow founder. She would have blushed or looked sheepish at the previous activity if it had not been of the uttermost importance. Looking at them all as if nothing had been afoot, she bestowed them all a smile, a tad forced but nothing they would be able to pick up on.
“I’m sure you all have better things to do than to lolly gag around here watching adults had conversations. The sun is shining, the air is fresh and crisp, and not to mention you are all to young to have nothing better to do! Now off you go, don’t dawdle.” She said in a gentle tone of voice, her anger now ebbed away until it reared its ugly head again, of which she would sure it would and probably with the same person and topic.
Walking up the steps and into the castle, leaving the students to whisper frantically about all they had just seen them befall in front of their very eyes today.
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