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[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Draco is not scared.

What he was, cunning, ambitious. A true Slytherin.
Hence he was outside again, alternating between knife fighting tactics, broom maneuvering moves, Animagus practice, and other spying/stealth strategies. Did this have to do with events last night? Or on-going events back in the Wizarding World?

Possibly.

But Draco was not scared.

Right...

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[leftthecradle.livejournal.com]

Neither is the Ranger scared as he watches from beneath the eaves of the Bar.

He is, however, concerned. He watches closely as Draco works with his blade, eyes narrowing slightly as he notes the tension in his limbs as he strikes.

Finally, he leaves the eaves and wanders over. He doesn't interrupt though. That's a frightfully rude thing to do in the middle of someone's kata.

He waited over a week for the terrorists to strike. He can wait for his student to finish.

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Draco swept through with his dagger, his face an expressionless mask. He finished with a sweep of his wand to send the dagger straight into a tree nearby. The blade sunk a thirdway into the bark. He paused to make sure his breathing was calm, and steady. He'd also been working on potions, like ones for invisibility, smoke, and so on.

He finally noticed Ranger nearby, and gave a cool nod. Almost like a prince recognizing a visiting dignitary.

[leftthecradle.livejournal.com]

And his nod is returned...with a hint of a smile.

"Very good," he says. "Although I would recommend relaxing a little more in the process. Keeping the muscles that tense will slow your strike...and worsen any injury you may have the misfortune to take in a fight."

He paces over to the tree and examines the blade for a moment before pulling it out.

"Not a weapon I am accustomed to using, but well made," he says, hefting it in his hand, checking the balance. "I prefer one with slightly more reach. But I suppose my training has biased me."

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

There were scarabs on the hilt, and somewhat ornamented. Draco had been given the dagger by Salazar Slytherin, and he took efforts to keep the blade sharp.

Draco remarked, "It's mainly for attacks in place where I can't use magic. Was informed that it's better to be versatile in one's strategy."

[leftthecradle.livejournal.com]

"Indeed it is," the Ranger says as he flips the dagger and catches it carefully by the blade to hand back to Draco. "It was once said that 'tools can be the subtlest form of traps'. Become too dependent on one and you shackle yourself. What other methods are you exploring, Kenaz?"

A quirk of an eyebrow. "I can see that you've mastered your Animagus ability fairly well. At least to this amateur's eye."

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Draco took the dagger, and resheathed it into the one strapped to his belt on the side.

"Thank you. Mainly potions, and diversionary tactics as well. Ones for stealth, quickness." Like a spy or an assassin.

[leftthecradle.livejournal.com]

Or a Ranger...or a fox.

"I see...is there urgent need for these talents?"

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

"Yes, there is," Draco simply replied.

[leftthecradle.livejournal.com]

Inquring head-tilt.

"Depending on it's specific nature, perhaps I should be making preparations as well."

His hand dips into a fold of his robes and emerges with a rather thick metal cylinder. "That is, after all, one of my duties."

[twoeyesonthesky.livejournal.com]

Who knows? Certainly not the fellow who was going out to see if he could watch the lake for a while. He hasn't stood there and looked out over the water since encountering Ed. Maybe it's time...

.... or maybe he gets distracted by a reasonably distinctive flash of colour.

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Not that much color, Draco was dressed in sleek, dark green clothes again. Better for blending with the foliage.

He was still practicing his moves with the dagger, sweeping motions that worked well with his lithe frame and body.

[twoeyesonthesky.livejournal.com]

Well, yes. But the hair's another story, innit?


... anyway. Quinn stays a fair distance off. Just because the kid screamed like a girl is no reason not to assume he can't throw that thing and land it somewhere that'll really hurt.

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Well, yes that is a problem, and Draco's seriously considered dying his hair darker when he goes back to his world. Mostly since he wants to keep a low profile anyway.

Draco hadn't noticed him just yet. Not until he finished, and re-sheathed the dagger.

"Oh, you again. Keep your soddin' dragons and magic-less world to yourself this time!" Yeah, he's still sounding like an insufferable git, isn't he?

[twoeyesonthesky.livejournal.com]

Quinn pinches the bridge of his nose. "For the last time, I didn't bloody well ask you to follow me. You'd've been just fine if you hadn't poked your nose in where it wasn't supposed to be."

He's not going to bring up the rest of it. That's already been hashed to death enough times for Quinn's liking.

"Got much call for the use of the dagger? I'd've thought someone in your position would've been practising with the wand instead."

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

"Well obviously, I can't always use a wand. I stumble onto a world like yours, or something else happens I can't use magic, I will need it, won't I?" Draco scathingly replied.

[twoeyesonthesky.livejournal.com]

"You'd be surprised how many people'd sooner deal with bad circumstances by pretending they'll never happen," Quinn comments. "I've seen it a lot."

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

"Well, excuse the pun, but been burned too many times for that," Draco remarked, still annoyed.

[mnt_mike]

Of course he's not scared. How can anyone wearing a set of Mickey Mouse ears be scared. It's a scientific impossibility.

By the way, Ninjas tossing hats are dangerous.
Ninjas tossing hats with one hand and a camera in the other are just bad news.

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

...right not, scared, so there was no shrieking like a girl.

There was panicked flailing, and hurried fumbling for a wand however.

Yet, those Ninjas...Damn their aim is smooooth, because the hat just landed right on his head anyway. So Mike will have a lovely picture of Draco in mouse ears with an absolute bugfuck expression of exasperated horror on his face.

[mnt_mike]

Man, the money he could make from that picture alone...you know, if he knew who Draco was...which he doesn't.

"Sweet! Two for two! I rule!"

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

If he doesn't, he will soon enough. Draco's got that reverse sort of magnetism going where everybody considers him a prat and an insufferable git.

Draco was too stunned to comment, so he just stalked off. Rather like his favorite professor.

And yes, still wearing the mouse ears.

Who's the leader of the club that's made for you and me?

D R A C...O M A L...F O Y?!?

[mnt_mike]

Mike continues to smile until he realizes that the blonde kid isn't just leaving, he's leaving in a huff. A Raph like huff.

The smile falls.

"oh boy
HEY! HEY KID! WAIT UP, WOULD YOU? KIIIIIIIIIID!"

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Draco turned toward him, and gave a cold glare toward Mike.

"What now?" Well, it was supposed to sound all mighty and superior, but it sounded more like an annoyed whine. But hey, he stopped at least!

[mnt_mike]

"You don't, you know, have to wear it if you don't want. The hat, I mean. The mean grumpy face is not really under my jurisdiction."

Mike brims with good-nature.

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Draco commented, "I know." Ice prince much, here?

He tore the hat off of his head, leaving wisps of pale blond hair sticking up a little, and stared at it, "Bloody silly Muggle thing." No, he doesn't know Disney.