Is Don't Talk About Fight Club

[moveslikejaeger]

WHO: Fight Club! And anyone who wants to show up just to watch.
TONE: Roughhousing and Shenanigans
RATING: PG-13 to be safe
WHEN: Saturday Night, October 6
WHERE: Empty Dueling classroom
WHAT: The first meeting of the fight club! There will be teenagers hitting each other with fists, shirtless boys, witty pre-fight banter, and popcorn.
STATUS: [ONGOING] (Tags can be formatted however you like)

Although there were a few bumps and agitated on the way there, Maxim was feeling pretty stoked about the first gathering of the fight club. He almost wished he'd gotten around to setting it up sooner, if only because he'd been feeling pretty antsy lately as it was without Mamma's famous nightly bar fights to indulge in. Not to mention all the weird little verbal fights he'd been getting himself into. Clearly, he really just needed to work all that stuff out! And now he can.

And really, he couldn't have picked a better place to do it, either. The Dueling classroom was already perfectly set up and equipped in case of accidents, all he really needed to do was throw up a few signs, and he was set. One listed a few rules and guidelines (mostly thought up on the fly to appease Greg's worries), and there was a big sign with huge, glittery purple letters that said "These people are not for fighting!" over an area with benches and bowls of popcorn for audience members.

And then there was Maxim, plopped down on the floor, wrapping bandages around his hands as he waited for people to show up. He wasn't shirtless just yet, but he was wearing a plain white tank top and short red gym shorts, his usual cowboy boots traded in for plain, battered sneakers. With hair tied back into a loose ponytail, he was all ready and raring to go!

Comments

[moveslikejaeger]

"This is true!" he agrees enthusiastically, nodding his head for emphasis. It was a point he was more than willing to concede. However... "But that only counts for here. For most of Europa, BOTH our names carry quite a lot of meaning. Even if your poppa has been trying to clean yours up. Still, it is a challenge, yes, and I don't really want to hurt anyone."

[fuckyeahdeathrays]

"They carry the best meanings. Though, I'm not sure how successful father is at what he's doing. Some families at Durmstrang seemed to have waited a long time or revenge." She knew they had a lot of enemies - it went without saying. Maybe those were just families who'd declared a feud with hers, or something. She didn't know and she really did not want to think about politics, even if she was going to have to deal with them, eventually.

"Though it was fun learning out some of the new hexes and jinxes. I even came up with a few of my own." While her voice was light, her face betrayed the borderline manic glee at the fact that she'd come up with new hexes and jinxes - based on those used against her. "Of course, I can't really use them here. I don't think Hogwarts would like that."

She nodded. "Good."

[moveslikejaeger]

"But that's politics, isn't it?" He tilts his head to the side, absently swinging his feet. "I mean, doesn't Durmstrang have a lot of very old families? Those people, they don't usually reflect what the common person thinks. So I think it just seems that way because you haven't had a chance to meet many normal people."

He chuckles low in his throat as she talks about jinxes, his grin curling darkly. "You will have to show me some time. That sounds like fun."

[fuckyeahdeathrays]

"Old stuffy families with nothing better to do." She huffed, crossing her arms. "Maybe, but they are the sort of people who will be my pears once I graduate. Maybe I'll be like father and travel most of my time."

"It is. Does this mean you'll be my test subject?" And there is that infamous Heterodyne look.

[moveslikejaeger]

He laughs, shifting to nudge her shoulder with his. "Sure! Just don't leave me behind when you go, okay?"

He sees her Heterodyne look and raises her one Jaeger eyebrow waggle. "Only if you promise not to be gentle, rawrl."