The Great Debate

Wren Louise

Wren Louise

French • Ex Divination Professor Heathen
Messages
657
OOC First Name
Kelsey Ruth
Blood Status
Mixed Blood
Relationship Status
Single
Sexual Orientation
Pansexual
Wand
Curly 9 ½" Flexible Pine Wand with Phoenix Tail Feather Core
Age
1/2017 (34)
"I still believe there are more blends of coffee than there are kinds of tea," Wren insisted, leaning over in his plush chair rather emphatically. "Although I will concede that tea has been drunk for longer. It has a superior caffeine content, too, and that makes it better than tea," concluded the Divination Professor to his Potions colleague. They had been chatting over the Daily Prophet in the Professor's Common Room for half an hour after dinner, now. Wren had grading to do, but he couldn't let this one go.​
 
"Yes, that may very well be the case," agreed Monty, who liked to see things from both perspectives. "Although tea does contain far more antioxidants than coffee," he added. Their debate was perfectly friendly, but the Potions Professor was determined to help Wren see the light, and as such it had been going on for quite some time. After a while he laughed. "We're never going to settle this, are we?"
 
"One antioxidant molecule only negates one free radical in the body!" Wren babbled out. He was passionate about his coffee. He was about to say more before Monty interjected, and he had to laugh, too.

"It'll only settle when you agree that you are wrong, my friend," said the Frenchman with a tone of finality. "The unstoppable force meets the immovable object; in this case, I couldn't say who's who."​
 
Monty grinned and shook his head, unable to back down. "Merlin," he said, "we'll be challenging each other to a duel, next. Tea versus coffee!"
 
Wren rose out of his seat like he was spring-loaded. Leaning over the table, he reached out and grasped Monty's hand, shaking it vigorously with a spidery hand.

"Accepted, Monsieur!" he exclaimed, grinning wider than anyone in this school had ever seen him before. "I will make a coffee lover of you yet, if only because drinking tea will bring you shame after your defeat!" Wren paused and looked bashfully confused for a moment. "But wait - is there a dueling chamber in the castle?"​
 
Monty startled, watching his hand get shaken in front of him. "Er, I wasn't-" he started, but he couldn't get the 'serious' out before Wren had interrupted again, and then he found himself starting to smile. "All right," he said, accepting the duel he had apparently initiated. "May the best beverage be victorious!" The Professor stood and began heading towards the door. "Yes, yes, in the dungeons. I'll show you the way."
 
Wren spent most of their walk still arguing enthusiastically, but his eyes were every which way as he drank in the unfamiliar sights of the rest of the castle. Between his classroom, the Common Room and the Great Hall for meals, he never changed his path. He'd start to wear track marks into the floors.

The Dueling Chamber was spectacular, and as soon as he'd cast off his weather-worn bomber jacket, Wren suddenly got the feeling that he was in over his head. He stepped onto the platform, nearly hopping on the balls of his feet with nervous excitement, and brandished his wand.

Wren pointed it directly at Monty. "Coffee," he declared.​
 
Current Points: 150
Monty mostly listened and chuckled as the two Professors made their way down to the duelling chamber. He'd never seen Wren look quite so enthusiastic, and the sight warmed him. As they reached the room, Monty shrugged off his coat and lay it over a bench before stepping up onto the opposite end of the stage. He gave a bow to Wren, wielding his wand in front of him and assuming an offensive stance. "Tea," he corrected with a grin. "Densaugeo!"
Action(s) Taken: Cast Spell
Point Changes: -5
Points Remaining: 145
 
Current Points: 150
Oops, he'd forgotten to bow. It'd been so long since he'd been in a friendly duel that he'd forgotten to- "Merde," swore Wren, bowing right as spell number one sailed over his head.

"Arabica!" he taunted his colleague as soon as he was upright again. His wand however, when brandished, spat out an Avis as he did a little jig to make Monty laugh and throw him off. The chime of wrens that went blustering over to Monty in a storm of feathers would hopefully do a better job than his giraffe-like dance.
Action(s) Taken: Spell Dodged, Spell Cast
Point Changes: -5, -10
Points Remaining: 135
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Current Points: 145
As the small flock of birds came speeding toward him, Monty lifted his wand. "Impedimenta," he said, freezing them in mid air. With another flick of his wand, the birds caught fire and dissolved to the stage in an ashy pile. Monty grimaced. "Chamomile," he insisted, adopting a defensive pose and waiting for the next attack.
Action(s) Taken: Cast Spells
Point Changes: -10
Points Remaining: 135
 
Current Points: 135
Wren winced as his birds turned into gritty little wren-piles. "If that was indicative of things to come, then all I have to say to you is Java," chirruped the Divination Professor after he'd regained his composure.

"Engorgio!" he cried, aiming directly for Professor Pendleton's nose.
Action(s) Taken: Cast Spell
Point Changes: -5
Points Remaining: 130
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Current Points: 135
Monty grinned, still feeling a little rueful about setting Wren's wrens on fire. He quickly side-stepped his spell, laughing as he centred himself again. "We could spend all day here and still-" he paused to fire a bat bogey hex at Wren- "not be unanimous on this subject. And Darjeeling!"
Action(s) Taken: Dodge spell, Cast spell
Point Changes: -15
Points Remaining: 120
 
Current Points: 130
"Colombian," replied Wren, looking a little miffed as he turned sideways, right when Monty's bat bogey splattered harmlessly across the pillar behind him. He'd felt it whoosh past his face very unpleasantly.

"Not nice, Montgomery!" he scolded with his wand, sending out a neat Tarantallegra by way of admonition.
Action(s) Taken: Spell Dodged, Spell Cast
Point Changes: -15
Points Remaining: 115
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Current Points: 120
"Jasmine," said Monty, quickly casting a non-verbal shield charm. Things were speeding up, and it was getting more and more difficult to concentrate on the duel and come up with different types of tea simultaneously. The Potions Professor, growing more adamant that tea was the best drink, lunged into an antler jinx, grinning devilishly as it left his wand.
Action(s) Taken: Cast spells
Point Changes: -10
Points Remaining: 110
 
Current Points: 110
"Kona-" began Wren and then he inconveniently slipped in the leftover bat-bogey goop and got a face full of the antler hex. The Frenchman spluttered and wobbled under an extra few kilos of weight dragging his head down until he got his bearings again. What the- he was ten percent stag, now!

"Oh deer, you got me," said Wren before crossing his eyes, sticking one thumb up his nose and waggling his tongue "Bleulreughlreugh- Levicorpus!"
Action(s) Taken: Hit by Spell, Cast Spell
Point Changes: +15, -5
Points Remaining: 120
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Current Points: 110
Monty was doubled over with laughter. The situation was not helped by Wren's pun and silly expression, both of which had the elder Professor literally clutching his stomach in an attempt to pull himself together. Wren's next spell caught him completely off guard, and though he raised his wand to defend against it, he was too slow. Still laughing, Monty dangled upside down in the air by one leg. "No!" he managed to splutter through his giggles. "Chai!" With that, Monty shot an upside-down Instant Scalping Hex Wren's way.
Action(s) Taken: Hit by spell, Cast spell
Point Changes: +15, -5
Points Remaining: 120
 
Current Points: 110
He knew the colour of that spell- no way was he losing his precious hair! Bizarrely, Wren's heavy antler head turned into a boon as he staggered to and fro under the weight, wobbling him out of the path of the scalping hex. He wobbled right into a pillar, though, and the blasted soft-horns got stuck around the pillar.

"Damn!" said Wren. Well he'd been planning on letting Monty down, but sod that for a lark. "Finite," he cast at himself, and immediately was released onto his backside in the arena. "Do not laugh, you will be huffing beans in an hour," Wren told Monty as he wagged his finger at him. Of course, he absolutely had to follow this up with a tickling charm.
Action(s) Taken: Dodged Spell, Cast Spell, Cast Spell.
Point Changes: -10, -5, -5
Points Remaining: 95
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Current Points: 120
The blood was beginning to rush to Monty's head, and he glanced up at the stage above him with slight apprehension. There were several ways he could have let himself down, but none of them came without the possibility of a head injury. He quickly deflected the tickling charm, barely able to hear the incantation over the whooshing in his ears. "Er, this is getting uncomfortable now," he said, hinting heavily that Wren should let him down sharpish - and preferably gently. Whether or not the Divination Professor would oblige was another thing entirely.
Action(s) Taken: Cast spell
Point Changes: -5
Points Remaining: 115
 
Current Points: 95
"Oh? Then do you concede?" asked Wren with amusement as he got up, rubbing his backside. He thought very briefly about letting Monty drop to the arena floor, but he wouldn't be that mean to his elders (tee hee). He wondered over and prodded Monty with his wand gently, uttering Liberacorpus and holding out his arms to catch him.

"Ow," said Wren seconds later, flat on his back with Monty half on top of him. "Mocha!" he added petulantly while he crawled from beneath the heavier man.
Action(s) Taken: Cast Spell
Point Changes: -5
Points Remaining: 90
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Current Points: 115
"I do," said Monty, because he didn't see any way of getting let down gently otherwise, and being in such a position was making him anxious. His eyes followed Wren curiously until they could go no further without rolling right back into his head, at which point he suddenly felt himself fall and land on a bony cushion. "Not," he added, rolling quickly onto his knees and grinning as he clambered back to his feet. As a last resort, he fired a tongue-tying curse at at the man, hoping to silence his coffee endorsing for a little while.
Action(s) Taken: Cast spell
Point Changes: -5
Points Remaining: 110
 
Current Points: 90
"Bon Dieu!" cried Wren. Another face full of spell. This one didn't seem too harmful until he tried to taunt Monty with another coffee variety, and then he said nothing at all. Well. He didn't need to shout brands to get his own back.

"Have your tea with some water, then!" Wren shot back, and cast a rather close-ranged Aguamenti at his equally childish opponent.
Action(s) Taken: Hit by Spell, Cast Spell
Point Changes: +15, -5
Points Remaining: 100
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Current Points: 110
Monty's grin at Wren's inability to speak was short lived. The jet of water hit the elder Professor straight in the face, drenching him from head to toe quicker than he could blink. His mouth twisted with amusement, and he ran a wet hand through his waterlogged curls. "That was not very funny, Professor Louise," he said, though his tone and expression said otherwise. He held the same hand out toward his opponent. "What say we call it a draw and get a hot chocolate?"
Action(s) Taken: Suggest tie
Point Changes:
Points Remaining: 110
 
Current Points: 100
And just like that, dreamy Professor mode had been rebooted. Wren conjured a fluffy towel and draped it over Monty's head, scruffing his hair like a child and leaving it hanging while he patted him genially.

"Of course, mon choupinet! Finite incantatem," he added as an afterthought, just so he could make a point about coffee if he so chose. "There. I still think I have won, but we may bond over chocolate, instead." It wasn't as though he didn't like tea, either. He just liked coffee the best.
Action(s) Taken: Cast Spell, Cast Spell
Point Changes:-5, -5
Final Score: 90
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Monty laughed, ducking away from Wren's hands and rubbing his hair dry himself. When most of the water was out, he draped the towel around his neck and stepped down from the stage to pick up his jacket. "Yes, if you like," said Monty, who was just happy to have seen the Divination Professor smiling so brightly. But as they left the duelling chamber together, Monty grinned and said: "Oh, and er, by the way... peppermint."
FIN​
 
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