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 Posted: Wed Jul 31, 2013 6:05 pm
Rococo yawned as he fled his last class with the rest of his classmates. He hadn't totally been able to understand what was going on, so he had just woken up from a short nap. It was not his fault the teacher was anything but exciting. He was glad he got out of the classroom before he was scolded. What he wasn't glad about was accidentally shoulder checking a Slytherin when he rounded a corner. With a hiss, Rococo didn't hesitate to shove the poor unsuspecting Slytherin away from him. The disgust in his eyes probably made the boy cower and run.
He frowned and dusted his shoulder before muttering, "stupid snake." He looked around to make sure that no other Slytherin was passing by before continuing on his way to the Gryffindor common rooms. He was going to practice some of the spells he learned today when he made it there. He was also contemplating his interest in becoming an Animagus once he hit third year. He had overheard some of the older students talking about it which had earned his interest in the subject.
His train of thought was interrupted as he watched a group of students taunt a boy in a wheelchair. As he drew nearer it was hard not to notice that they were Slytherins. He clenched his fists at his sides and started running up to the group. He shook with anger when he made it to them.
"Get away from him!" Rococo yelled. He glared daggers at the three snakes. When they just laughed, Rococo snapped and shoved two of them in the chest. They didn't stay to fight as someone in the halls shouted that a teacher was coming. In haste to get away, he latched onto the boy's wheelchair, despite his protests, and wheeled them down the hall quickly. Once Rococo thought they were clear, he stopped running and bent over to catch his breath.
Once his breath was caught he said, "S-sorry. I saw those idiot snakes bothering you a-and thought you could use some help. I'm in enough trouble already with the teachers, so I thought we would get out of there." He scratched the back of his head sheepishly. With a start, he said, "Oh, my name is Rococo Galeleo. I'm a Gryffindor. Who're you? If you don't mind me asking?" He couldn't quite remember the boy's name from their sorting since he hadn't been paying attention to anyone but those in his own house. He just hoped the boy wasn't a Slytherin. He glanced at the wheelchair and figured it would be a bad idea to bother asking about it. He knew to hold his tongue since he had seen a few episodes of the muggle show Glee.
OoC: If you need me to change anything I can.
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Posted: Sun Aug 04, 2013 9:56 am
Oscar had been rolling along when it happened. He must have been pushed or something at the right moment becuse he had hit a slick spot and his wheels suddenly weren't working right. Once he had regained controll of his weels he found himself with three Slytherins around him and a wall at his other side.
"Great," he thought as at first he thought they where trying to help, but they where only intrested in helping themselfs to some amusemnt. Wich wasn't much better but he couldn't just roll around them, though the thought deffintly crossed his mind. However he could just hear the Howler if his mother found out he ran over another classmate.
This was about the time someone said "Get away from him" He as well as the Slytherins looked at the fourth one standing. Oscar watched in amazment as he shoved two of the three before someone down the hall menitoned a teacher. And the one who shoved the two serpints grabed onto his push bars and rushed him away. This of corse didn't bode well with Oscar. "Hay, I can push myself.... let go..." he said though didn't know if it got though to the other and anoed desided to wait till the he stopped.
After he heard the boy's explaniton and name, Rococo Galeleo, he desided that he'd let it slide the once, "Actully I was trying to figure out how to get around them, without running them over, I don't need a Howler from home. So in a way you did help." He then put his hand out to shake and introduced himself propperly, "Oscar Masterman, of Ravenclaw house. It's a plesure to meet you.... My mum makes me say that everytime I meet someone, and now I do it out of habbit." he admitted shaking his head a bit. "If you don't mind my asking what kind of trouble, if it's school work I might be able to help." he added.
He shook his head when Rococo's eyes looked at the chair and not him. "I'm up here."he said pointing to his own face with the other hand, "I was born this way, but At least look at me and not the chair." he said with a hint of anoice in his voice but he was also use to it.
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Posted: Fri Nov 01, 2013 9:34 pm
The purple haired boy chuckled at the other's excuse for not running the idiots over that had been bullying him just moments ago. Hearing about the boy's mom making him say something also made him chuckle a little bit. It was the kind of thing he had never experience unless one counts being forced to acknowledge anyone that knew about his grandfather in a good way as a friend. "It's kind of the same, right?" he thought in his mind. After realizing that he was thinking too much into it, Rococo blinked a few times to clear his mind.
Rococo frowned. He had not realized that staring could offend the other so much. Though, now that he thought about it, he had realized that he had not acknowledge the protests at being rushed down the hallway against his will. He felt his cheeks flush as he realized that he must be an idiot. It was stupid of his to have thought that the other would need help. He had no thoughts of the other's feelings that maybe, if only because of years of having to put up with people like Rococo, that having any help made him feel really vulnerable or weak. With a deep, guilt-filled sigh, he began his apology, "I'm sorry. I'm just not used to seeing anyone in a wheelchair at Hogwarts. I mean, er, I honestly didn't mean at all to offend ya'." He felt the heat in his cheeks grow stronger as he couldn't think of a better excuse to give Oscar and seemed to have just blabbered the first thing that came to mind. "Look, I understand if you don't want to be my friend, but I was wondering, could you, er, help me with classes? Ya' know? Tutoring and such."
Oscar, after all, had said that he might be able to help. He did seem to be in Ravenclaw as he had offered in the first place, and he knew most of them, if not all, we're really smart wizards. He was kind of daft when it came to some of his subjects. He hoped the boy could forgive him as he would try to never be so insensitive ever again.
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Posted: Sat Nov 02, 2013 2:59 pm
Oscar nodded "Most people aren't use to seeing someone in a wheelchair, and everyone acts diffrent, but it's more anoying when they don't look me in the eye. But I am the first student with their own chair here at Hogwarts. But the only time I get amused by people's reactions is when I tell them I play basketball. Aparintly my team is still mad at 'abanding' them to go to a bording school." he said calming down some. "I'm not helpless just don't have the use of my legs."
Oscar smiled some, "Yeah, I offered to, did I not?" he said shaking his head a little amused, "So what classes are you having trouble with?" he asked turing his wheels some so not get ran into by someone coming around the corner, to quick. "Though I know that Griffindor's house classes are diffrent from Ravenclaw's, but there are some that both go to at the same time." he rubbed his nose.
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