Scott Blade
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- Messages
- 23
- OOC First Name
- Zach
- Age
- 3/2030
Scott Blade certainly could not be considered nice by any definition of the word, except maybe if it was his family that he was talking too and they weren't being the shits they regularly were. He sighed at the thought, wishing that his family actually understood him and stopped trying to change him. He knew who he was, and what he was doing, and he was comfortable with the person that he was. Hogwarts was a joke, the classes were so easy that Scott would rather skip ahead a year and find himself be challenged. Maybe he could pick up a few more electives so that he actually felt some kind of challenge in the classes, because right now it was laughable that he would fail any of them. As he walked through the Fifth Floor Corridor after one such lesson, he felt someone brush his shoulder and couldn't believe that someone had the nerve to do something like that. Turning around to glare, his eyebrows flaring, he couldn't even contain his anger. "What the hell?! Watch where you're going, you stupid mudblood!" He screamed at them, and judging by their general look he could tell what they were.