For once, it was looking as though the Christmas break might not be completely awful. Possibly. Aeron had invited her to come and stay with him for a little while, which also extended that invitation to Renee. So she would get to spend time with her sister, and not have to be constantly under the wrath of their parents....
Adding into the fact that she was kind of excited to be spending more time around Aeron. That was definitely an upside. For once, she was not actually dreading the Christmas break. It wouldn't all be pleasant, she would have to go home for parts, but it was better than it could have been.
On her way back from the library, Cora was heading back down to the common room, just near the landing when the staircase started to move, she leapt over the gap, nearly bumping into someone. "Sorry," she muttered, as she tried to catch her balance.
Post by APOLLO KASTOR on Dec 11, 2016 14:24:16 GMT -6
Apollo was unsure as to whether or not he was looking forward to the holiday. On one hand it meant he didn't have school, on the other it meant he was spending the time with his brother and his brother's fiance. That was going to be an adventure. Maybe they'd just leave him alone to read or something. He supposed he could also dash off to Athena's place to annoy her for a while. Though, perhaps he should figure out if she was going to be home or not first. Maybe he would send her an owl now before break started to figure that out? Was his owl off sending other letters right now? He couldn't remember. Sometimes he swore he forgot what day it was, or what he had for breakfast. Perhaps he should just start writing everything even mildly important down so that he didn't run into this problem. He supposed he could always borrow an owl if he really wanted to, but he liked his owl best. All the other owls were inferior when compared to his owl even if it was small and slightly ridiculous.
As he contemplated this he was stopped standing on the landing and suddenly someone seemingly jumped into him causing him to nearly fall on his face. "What the-" he managed before turning around and seeing who it was. Hearing the sorry he just sort of huffed at her. "No you're not." he noted simply. Even if it had legitimately been an accident, as soon as she saw that it was him she had bumped into he knew she wasn't going to be sorry. Besides, he wasn't entirely convinced that wasn't on purpose. Maybe he should just push her down the stairs now and be done with it. Though, that was also the direction he was going so if he did that he'd have to walk past her to continue on his way which left the opportunity for her to grab him and trip him down the next flight of stairs. A true conundrum if he ever saw, maybe he'd just wait to see what she did next and figure out his plan from there. "Jumping into people on stairs is a terrible idea, don't you have common sense?" he asked her with a frown.
The thought of spending some of the break with Aeron did fill her with some nervousness. She hadn't spoken to her parents about it yet - she hadn't had the chance. They did not approve of being sent letters through owls, and being at Hogwarts, there was not another way to reach them. So she was going to have to wait until she got home, and then ask them, and then hope for the best. Hopefully they'd say yes... it wasn't as though they actually wanted her around during the Christmas break, they wouldn't care if she just stayed at Hogwarts. The only reason she didn't was because of Renee.
She couldn't leave her sister at home alone, only seeing her for the summer. She missed too much of her sister's life already. There was more that she had missed, than she had been there for. Well, that was true since she had started at Hogwarts at least. So no, she had to go home. And just had to hope her parents would agree for both of the girls to leave for some of the break. Fingers crossed...
Holding tightly onto the railing, she caught the rest of her balance, and looked at who she had knocked into, right in time for his huffy comment. "Well I'm not sorry now," she said testily. It had to be Apollo. Of course. Of course. Why wouldn't it be Apollo? To randomly knock into on the stairs. Who else would it be?
"Well maybe if you didn't just stand on the stairs in people's way, it wouldn't be a problem," Cora retorted. Maybe she shouldn't have jumped across the gap, but she had. Why had he just been standing there? Stairs were for moving.
Post by APOLLO KASTOR on Dec 17, 2016 16:37:44 GMT -6
Apollo would just have to figure out what to really do with his break once he got there. That was about how he handled most things in his life, so why not that too? Though, really, he should probably figure out what his career would be. Maybe he'd just play quidditch like his siblings. Of course, he was pretty sure if he had to be on the same team as them they'd end up killing one another, but hey playing against them might be fun. He did, at some point, have to have that conversation with his head of house. At least the man wasn't too bad, so he wasn't entirely dreading that conversation. Still, he didn't really know what he wanted to do, or have any real desire to pursue a career at all. Was he really a snake with no career ambitions? He supposed he had other ambitions, but he really should figure out one for working if he wanted to exist as a member of society instead of someone that hung out in his brother's house for the rest of his life. Eventually, he was pretty sure Ares would kick him out.
He noted that Cora was very likely not sorry, and she correct that she wasn't now. Was it just him that she wasn't sorry to? That seemed very likely. "Of course you're not." he said rolling his eyes. He had just said she wasn't, did she really have to clarify that? Then she was making snide remarks about him standing on the stairs and he huffed a bit. "I'm not in the way! I was waiting for the stairs to change obviously." he responded with a frown. Clearly he was waiting for the stairs to move so that he could go where he wanted to go. Why else would he be standing around on the landing? It wasn't as if he was staring off into space or something. Well, alright, he was, but he wasn't going to admit that. Especially not to her. Also, he totally wasn't in the way. She was the one that was in the way because anywhere she stood was in the way due to it taking up space. "You're the one in the way." he confirmed with a frown.
The next concern was how Renee was going to react to going somewhere else for some of the Christmas break. Cora was hoping that she would like it - to get away from their parents but still spend some time with her. But while Cora might know Aeron, Renee did not know him, or anyone else in that family. She wasn't even sure how she felt, considering that it would be a household full of mostly strangers. Her mind was going to keep stressing over this until she got there, and likely even then. Because then it wouldn't just be anxious thoughts about how everything was going to go - but about how it was going.
"Am I meant to be sorry for knocking into you?" she questioned, raising an eyebrow at him. "In the grand scheme of things..." he had done worse to her, and she had done worse to him. It was not as though one knock really did anything, did it? She opened her mouth, and then frowned at him. "I'm not in the way. If you wanted to go the direction I am in, you would have been going there before I got here." This was pointless. "Never mind," she said huffily. "You're not worth the time."
Post by APOLLO KASTOR on Dec 27, 2016 19:23:40 GMT -6
Hearing her statement he huffed and rolled his eyes. "You should be if you have any understanding of the concept of manners." he stated with a frown. "Can hardly expect that from someone like you though." he said dismissively with another eye roll. Of course someone like her wouldn't understand manners, she didn't exactly seemed civilized. She was a heathen that threw people down the stairs after all. Granted, hexing her probably hadn't been the most civilized thing to do, but at least it was wizardly. Wizards threw hexes not punches, that was such a muggle way of dealing with things and thus beneath him. She made a comment about the grand scheme of things and he just raised an eyebrow with her. Where was she even going with that?
Apparently she hadn't understood his comment about her being in the way. "I meant in general. Your existence is in the way." he said with a huff. As far as he was concerned, her existence was an inconvenience to him, which meant she was perpetually in his way. Being in his line of sight was in the way even if he wasn't going in that direction. Why couldn't she just drop out? She was a muggle, she didn't belong at wizard school. Then she commented that he wasn't worth it. "Rude." he replied simply with a frown. Of course he was worth it. He was more worth it than she was certainly. Though, he wasn't quite sure what time he wasn't worth right at the moment. It wasn't as if her time was valuable after all. "If you're done being a nuisance I have places to be." he remarked snidely before turning to head down the staircase he had been waiting for.
There was no universe in which Apollo deserved her manners. Most people did not, truthfully. Some people manners were a requirement though. If she did not keep them in front of her parents, she would have ended up far worse than she already was. They had to be kept in front of teachers, or other people of authority. That was how you kept yourself safe. But it didn't matter for Apollo. He didn't deserve it. And he wasn't worth it. "Someone like me?" she demanded, narrowing her eyes at him. "What is that supposed to mean?"
Cora would have hoped that she was at a point where anything that Apollo said would not actually bother her. But the words that came out of his mouth made her pause. Your existence is in the way. It shouldn't have meant anything, not coming out of his mouth, not with the other things that he had said. But... that comment hit a little bit close to home.
It sounded like the comments she had heard from so many of the pureblood students in her house in her years at Hogwarts - derisive comments that she did not deserve magic, did not deserve to be there. And it sounded like the words that her parents said, that she was a waste of space, of resources, of time and energy, and countless other things. Things had been bad enough until they had been faced with a magical child, and life had really only gone down from there.
She was sick of it. She was tired of being treated like she didn't matter - but she didn't matter, so it wasn't as though it was wrong. Anger rose in her, so when Apollo turned to go back down the stairs, she grabbed onto him. She spun him back around, cluching onto the front of his rooms, and then went to push him back, so that his feet would be barely scrambling against the top step. "I don't think I'm done," she said, her voice soft and angry.
Post by APOLLO KASTOR on Dec 31, 2016 17:20:13 GMT -6
If he was being fair, which he often wasn’t, then he should probably show her manners if he wanted them in return. He was better than her though, and so he didn’t think she deserved them while he did. Though that was ridiculous because he really only acted that way with her. He knew he was being an ass, but felt no real need to stop himself from doing so. “You know exactly what it means. Unless you’re also dim.” He suggested with a raised eyebrow. “Can’t expect muggles to teach proper manners.” He said dismissively. Especially seeing as apparently they didn’t teach them at all to Cora. Why else would she go around tossing people down the stairs and punching them in the nose? Civilized people did not do that. An argument could be made that civilized people didn’t go out of their way to hex someone either, but he was going to go ahead and ignore that fact along with the fact that technically he had started this argument with his snide comment.
He commented that her existence was in the way then called her a nuisance before turning to leave. He had places to be, and quite honestly, better things to do than to stand on the stairs and argue with her all day. Surely, she also had better things to do than stand around and attempt to throw insults at him. Now they could just be on their way, right? Apparently not as suddenly he was spun around and sort of just teetering on the top step. “Can you not?” was the first thing out of his mouth with a huff. “Don’t you have something better to do than threaten to toss me down the stairs?” he asked with a sigh. He wasn’t afraid of her, and he really wasn’t all that afraid of going down the stairs again. Of course, he’d have to hex her down the next set as retaliation, but after that he could just be on his way. He’d probably have to slip down a hallway before she got up in order to actually leave rather than her escalating it further, but he could probably manage that.
It probably would have been a smarter decision to just walk away. Not even probably, most definitely. However Cora's fight or flight instinct was rather broken in that - the flight rarely happened. It was either freezing up, or fighting. So fighting it was. She narrowed her eyes at him. "Oh, I wasn't aware that you had been raised by muggles then," she said, referencing his own lack of manners. "Or what is your excuse? Maybe you're just a horrible human being." One that she was very damn sick of having to deal with.
Also, she didn't want to just walk away. She was sick of just taking the shit thrown at her, and Apollo was getting the brunt of that anger. Mostly because he was causing a lot of it, he was an asshole, and right now, he was the only person in the vicinity. "No," she said flatly, not moving from where she was. "I really don't. Is that a problem?"
Post by APOLLO KASTOR on Jan 15, 2017 21:44:22 GMT -6
He had really been hoping the two of them could just trade words then go about their day. Of course, they never could as the two of them were masters at escalating the problem. He had hoped that he would be able to just sneak away with his head held high after getting the last word in. Apparently not, instead he was standing at the edge of the stairs and basically being threatened. Well, that was an adventure now wasn’t it? She commented upon him being raised by muggles and he scoffed. “As if, you’re not worth manners. You show manners to your equals not to those beneath you.” He said simply. Yes good job Apollo, rile her up more while she has you dangling over the steps. One hundred percent good planning on that one. Perhaps he was rude, but only to those that he thought didn’t deserve his manners. Cora didn’t deserve them, so she got sass from him instead.
Apparently, she had nothing better to do than to throw him down the stairs. That was kind of sad honestly. Maybe she should try acquiring some friends instead. Surely there was other scum floating about for her to be friends with. “Yes. Also that’s pathetic.” He said simply. He was not doing himself any favors with that comment, but he also didn’t really care. He had pretty much resigned himself to being tossed down the stairs at this point, and he wasn’t going to beg her to stop. “You really need some anger management you know that?” he told her, being entirely hypocritical while doing so, but hey he was a brat so that was kind of what he did.
It seemed impossible that Cora and Apollo would have an interaction without one of them getting hurt. They had never succeeded at the leaving at the nasty words, and instead escalated until one of them probably needed a hospital wing. At his words, her fist tightened in his shirt. "You're a revolting waste of space," she stated, trying to reign in the waves of anger. She wanted to hurt him, but in more than just furious punches. A hurt that would linger for longer. She just wasn't sure how to achieve that.
It was incredibly tempting to knock him down the stairs. But that wasn't the satisfaction that she was looking for. It was a one off hurt, so matter the injuries sustained from going down the stairs. And unlike the last time, she was not nearly quite so on edge to knock him down and go down with him. Taking a step back, Cora yanked him from the edge, and instead went to slam him into the stone wall beside them. "I'm not pathetic," she said, her voice dangerously soft and angry. "But you are. You're not any better than me. Your family is magical, so what? That didn't save them." It was a low blow, but she didn't care. If he was going to come after her blood status and her family, than she was going to do the same. "Nor did it save you the last time I beat the crap out of you, and you ended up in the hospital wing. So unless you want a repeat..."
Post by APOLLO KASTOR on Jan 29, 2017 21:31:17 GMT -6
Apollo really needed to learn to pick his battles, clearly this was an acquired skill. Maybe he also needed to learn to keep his mouth shut? Yeah, he was pretty sure people had been telling him that for years at this point, but he seemed to never learn. One would think a few trips down the stairs would teach him, but apparently he was stubborn. She called him a revolting waste of space and he sneered at her. “And you aren’t?” he asked her blankly. Most of the school was a waste of space, very few people were actually worth the space they took up. She wasn’t, and right now he wasn’t entirely convinced that he was either. She was holding him tight over the stairs, and he kind of wanted her to just drop him down the stairs and get it over with already. He knew that was how it was going to end, how could it not after all? That was how every other interaction went with them, so he expected no different from this one.
Suddenly he was yanked from the edge and slammed into a wall instead. He made a less than dignified noise as she did so and he stared at her with a huff. “Why.” He said simply. Why was slamming him into a wall the thing to do right now? Usually he didn’t mind this, but it was Cora and so he was less into that. She stated she wasn’t pathetic. “I disagree.” He stated simply. He did, and so he would just state that, and besides she knew he thought she was pathetic. Then she stated he was pathetic and no better than her. His family being magical didn’t save them, and ow okay that was over the line. “If I’m no better than you and pathetic, that makes you just as pathetic if not more so does it not?” he asked, completely deadpan. She commented that it didn’t save him last time she beat him up and so he decided to just headbutt her. It was likely that would cause her to let go, and if not he’d just continue with his plan to tackle her down the stairs while she was surprised.
Picking battles was not exactly a skill that Cora had either. She'd spent her first couple of years picking none at all, keeping herself quiet and small, and trying to let all the abuse and harassment roll of her back. That hadn't worked, and somewhere along the way that quiet had spun into an angry range. The jury was still out in whether that was actually any better. Though she did feel better for it, fighting back for herself. Cora met his gaze, and then dropped it, saying nothing. It was a flippant retort by him, but it rung true. She was a waste of space. Inwardly she couldn't deny that. Her parents had repeated that for years, sneering abusive comments that accompanied blows. A waste of space, a waste of time, a waste of money. She wasn't worth anything. She knew that.
Cora rolled her eyes at him. "No, it doesn't, you piece of shit," she muttered. However, she didn't get much further into a response before she was headbutted. "Ow fuck." The blow and the pain in her head made her teeter back, and she really was still close to the edge of the stairs for that. Trying to regain her balance, and not go over the edge, she grabbed onto him.
Post by APOLLO KASTOR on Feb 5, 2017 20:33:36 GMT -6
Maybe someday Apollo would learn to pick his battles. Maybe someday he would learn to stop picking fights with Cora of all people. Clearly she was not above punching him in the face repeatedly or tossing him down the stairs. Maybe he should stick with people who were more likely to just stick with wizard fighting? Either way, today was not the day he learned to pick his battles as today he had decided to pick a fight with Cora. Then, instead of just walking away and letting it drop, she decided to escalate it. Thus, maybe she was just as bad at picking battles as he was. Though, perhaps she just wanted to fight someone because that’s all muggles did clearly. Such violent people they were. Said the person who had literally no room to talk. So maybe he was a bit of a hypocrite, but he didn’t care. Especially not right now, she had crossed the line and now he was going to make her pay for it.
She rolled her eyes at him and said it didn’t, but she was wrong. She was pathetic, and he was done talking to her. Clearly she wasn’t going to resolve this by putting him down and walking away. No, this was going to get violent as always. Thus, he might as well finish it since she had already started it by slamming him against a wall. Her reaction to his headbutt was somewhat satisfying, but it wasn’t enough. She stepped back a bit, but she was grabbing onto him still. Well, he wanted her to let go. “Get off.” He said, and then proceeded to push the both of them down the stairs by tackling her. This was a solid plan, good life choices were made here. Which was about what was going through his mind as he rolled down the stairs with her. Along with a choice number of curse words, some of which made it out of his mouth as he rolled to a stop on the next landing. “Ow.” He muttered dryly. Was he bleeding? He was pretty sure he was bleeding somewhere.
Punching people in the face was really far more satisfying than hexing them. Hexing them perhaps would have been more effective in having lasting effects, but it did not quite match the feeling of your fist colliding into them. It was a thought that scared her sometimes, if she was being perfectly honest with herself. How satisfying it was to make someone hurt. There was a certain thrill to it. And sometimes that made her think of her parents, and how that must be what they felt. Maybe hurting her gave them the same satisfying rush. Maybe she was just going to end up like her parents. But this was different. She wasn't attacking someone smaller than her, someone who was under her care. There was a difference in going after the people that were better off, right?
This was a weird parallel of their past tumble down the stairs, although this time it was Apollo who was the one tackling. There was a moment of panic as the ground left her feet, but that was quickly replaced by a general feeling of pain as they went tumbling down it. Coming to a stop on the landing, half on top of him, Cora made a noise that somewhere between a curse and a general noise of pain. Going down the stairs really did hurt. She was definitely bruised, she was likely bleeding, and there was pain everywhere. Was anything broken? She did hope not. Breathing heavily, she rolled off of him, wincing. "Ow for- ugh. That was really damn stupid of you."