Ford Harkonnen
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Ford stalked down the hallway after leaving his transfigurations lesson: the previous day he had gotten in a rather large argument with Sophia on the lawn and still was in a mood. The winter wind pounded the exterior windows, rattling them in their frames. Ford looked outside, What a shitty day. He thought, again reverting to his muggle swear words out of habit, Good.
As he rounded a corner, a voice shouted at him, "Haha! Avast!" And a pitted silver halberd thunked into the ground in front of him. Ford looked evenly at the suit of armor that belonged to the weapon, "Odin's missing eye," he swore, "Will you move that waste of metalwork that you call a weapon?"
"Avast!" Was the only response he got.
"I thought so," Ford sighed angrily and tried stepping over the halberd, but the weapon was raised to block him, "Riddle's nipple... what is your malfunction?"
As he rounded a corner, a voice shouted at him, "Haha! Avast!" And a pitted silver halberd thunked into the ground in front of him. Ford looked evenly at the suit of armor that belonged to the weapon, "Odin's missing eye," he swore, "Will you move that waste of metalwork that you call a weapon?"
"Avast!" Was the only response he got.
"I thought so," Ford sighed angrily and tried stepping over the halberd, but the weapon was raised to block him, "Riddle's nipple... what is your malfunction?"