Chapter 360
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Reima seals away Gough's bow and continues to think of what would be useful for Ciri, as she'd be completely handicapped he didn't see any problem with giving her some assistance... He thinks through his many weapons that might be able to help, first one would probably be his Slumbering Dragoncrest Ring as it'd allow her to quickly manoeuvre around the dragon without drawing it's attention. Another would probably be one of his weapons with a special ability, like his Kalameet or Moonlight Greatsword, though weight would be a problem for Ciri... Maybe the drake sword would be useful? It didn't do much against the dragons in DarkSouls but perhaps it would do more against this worlds ones?
He summons it to his hand and tosses it to Ciri, "Have a go" he says, grabbing Nerissa's wrist and backing away a good distance from her.
Ciri "It's a bit heavy but looks sharp enough... What's it made from?"
Reima "A drake's tail." he says bluntly causing her to almost drop it.
Ciri "A what! And how did something this shape come from a tail!?!" she asks confused.
Reima shrugs, "Just swing it and see how well it works."
Ciri swings it around, doing various moves and techniques, eventually gaining a light sheen of sweat over her forehead. "It's fine but I don't see how this will be better than any other weapon?" she asks unsure of what Reima's trying to do.
Reima "Hold it in the air with both hands and slam it down... Not towards us." he adds at the end.
Ciri sighs thinking he's trying to prank her again but does as he says, as she raises it in the air she feels some sort of energy build up and when she brings it down a powerful shock-wave explodes from the sword, carving a long line in the stone floor. "Wow." she says, admiring the long pit she'd created.
Reima "Think that will be useful against the dragon?"
Ciri "Absolutely."
Reima "Well, when the first task starts just summon it as you can't take anything but your staff with you, it might be amusing to see how their unrestricted rules can be used to make the competition a complete joke."
A couple days later after all of there lessons are done Reima has Ciri follow him to Professor Mcgonagall's office. He wraps his knuckles against the door and receives a quiet "Enter" from the stern Professor.
"Mr Ludvig... Miss Rivia, what may I do for you" she asks, eyeing them both.
Reima "Professor, as you already know due to my circumstances, our previous magical education had us all learning to utilise the Animagus transformation... This also extends to Ciri, the only different between me and her being that she hadn't attempted to transform yet."
Mcgonagall "So you wished to have me oversee both of you attempted to transform?" she asks in a knowing tone.
Reima "Yes. If that isn't a problem for you?"
Mcgonagall "Usually I would be completely against allowing someone at the level of a fourth year trying to attempt this, but as you are representing our school it would be travesty if you had a poor showing... I will watch over you so don't do something stupid like trying it unsupervised." she states.
Ciri "Thank you Professor." she says, receiving a small smile before it quickly disappears.
Mcgonagall "Is there anything else?"
Reima "No, that's all I wished to ask, thank you again Professor." he says before quickly leaving with Ciri.
Reima "That went well." he says, not having expected her to accept it so easily.
Ciri "Well I guess we were lucky I ended up in the tournament" she says sending a pointed smug look at him.
Reima "Keep staring at me like that and I'll spank you." he says bitterly.
They walk towards the Great Hall to get some food but are stopped when one of the four champions approach them.
Fleur "Reima! I did not expect to zee you 'ere... Perhaps you could, show me around now?" she says, tucking her platinum blonde hair behind her ear seductively.
Reima looks at her and can't help but see how attractive she is, truly if he didn't have this weird relationship with Ciri he'd pounce on the girl... "I'm sorry but I'm showing my Girlfriend to lunch." he says, placing emphasis on "Girlfriend"
Ciri smugly looks at her with Snuffles doing her best to mimic her expression.
Fleur's expression doesn't change but Ciri can tell her posture had shifted straighter, "Oh, iz dat so? Apologiez. I.. 'Ad no idea you were dating, ah, I have somezing I must attend to." she says, quickly walking towards the entrance hall.
Reima/Ciri "God she's hot." they both say looking at her tight silk robes that hug her hips before glancing at each other and laughing.
They enter the Great Hall and Ciri takes the initiative to sit beside Harry and Hermione, under the shocked looks of the majority of the hall.
Ciri "How are my favourite people?" she says sarcastically.
Hermione "Favourite?"
Reima sits next to her, "What about me? Don't I qualify... Man, my girlfriend treats me as disposable." he says in mock sadness.
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Reima seals away Gough's bow and continues to think of what would be useful for Ciri, as she'd be completely handicapped he didn't see any problem with giving her some assistance... He thinks through his many weapons that might be able to help, first one would probably be his Slumbering Dragoncrest Ring as it'd allow her to quickly manoeuvre around the dragon without drawing it's attention. Another would probably be one of his weapons with a special ability, like his Kalameet or Moonlight Greatsword, though weight would be a problem for Ciri... Maybe the drake sword would be useful? It didn't do much against the dragons in DarkSouls but perhaps it would do more against this worlds ones?
He summons it to his hand and tosses it to Ciri, "Have a go" he says, grabbing Nerissa's wrist and backing away a good distance from her.
Ciri "It's a bit heavy but looks sharp enough... What's it made from?"
Reima "A drake's tail." he says bluntly causing her to almost drop it.
Ciri "A what! And how did something this shape come from a tail!?!" she asks confused.
Reima shrugs, "Just swing it and see how well it works."
Ciri swings it around, doing various moves and techniques, eventually gaining a light sheen of sweat over her forehead. "It's fine but I don't see how this will be better than any other weapon?" she asks unsure of what Reima's trying to do.
Reima "Hold it in the air with both hands and slam it down... Not towards us." he adds at the end.
Ciri sighs thinking he's trying to prank her again but does as he says, as she raises it in the air she feels some sort of energy build up and when she brings it down a powerful shock-wave explodes from the sword, carving a long line in the stone floor. "Wow." she says, admiring the long pit she'd created.
Reima "Think that will be useful against the dragon?"
Ciri "Absolutely."
Reima "Well, when the first task starts just summon it as you can't take anything but your staff with you, it might be amusing to see how their unrestricted rules can be used to make the competition a complete joke."
A couple days later after all of there lessons are done Reima has Ciri follow him to Professor Mcgonagall's office. He wraps his knuckles against the door and receives a quiet "Enter" from the stern Professor.
"Mr Ludvig... Miss Rivia, what may I do for you" she asks, eyeing them both.
Reima "Professor, as you already know due to my circumstances, our previous magical education had us all learning to utilise the Animagus transformation... This also extends to Ciri, the only different between me and her being that she hadn't attempted to transform yet."
Mcgonagall "So you wished to have me oversee both of you attempted to transform?" she asks in a knowing tone.
Reima "Yes. If that isn't a problem for you?"
Mcgonagall "Usually I would be completely against allowing someone at the level of a fourth year trying to attempt this, but as you are representing our school it would be travesty if you had a poor showing... I will watch over you so don't do something stupid like trying it unsupervised." she states.
Ciri "Thank you Professor." she says, receiving a small smile before it quickly disappears.
Mcgonagall "Is there anything else?"
Reima "No, that's all I wished to ask, thank you again Professor." he says before quickly leaving with Ciri.
Reima "That went well." he says, not having expected her to accept it so easily.
Ciri "Well I guess we were lucky I ended up in the tournament" she says sending a pointed smug look at him.
Reima "Keep staring at me like that and I'll spank you." he says bitterly.
They walk towards the Great Hall to get some food but are stopped when one of the four champions approach them.
Fleur "Reima! I did not expect to zee you 'ere... Perhaps you could, show me around now?" she says, tucking her platinum blonde hair behind her ear seductively.
Reima looks at her and can't help but see how attractive she is, truly if he didn't have this weird relationship with Ciri he'd pounce on the girl... "I'm sorry but I'm showing my Girlfriend to lunch." he says, placing emphasis on "Girlfriend"
Ciri smugly looks at her with Snuffles doing her best to mimic her expression.
Fleur's expression doesn't change but Ciri can tell her posture had shifted straighter, "Oh, iz dat so? Apologiez. I.. 'Ad no idea you were dating, ah, I have somezing I must attend to." she says, quickly walking towards the entrance hall.
Reima/Ciri "God she's hot." they both say looking at her tight silk robes that hug her hips before glancing at each other and laughing.
They enter the Great Hall and Ciri takes the initiative to sit beside Harry and Hermione, under the shocked looks of the majority of the hall.
Ciri "How are my favourite people?" she says sarcastically.
Hermione "Favourite?"
Reima sits next to her, "What about me? Don't I qualify... Man, my girlfriend treats me as disposable." he says in mock sadness.
Reima seals away Gough's bow and continues to think of what would be useful for Ciri, as she'd be completely handicapped he didn't see any problem with giving her some assistance... He thinks through his many weapons that might be able to help, first one would probably be his Slumbering Dragoncrest Ring as it'd allow her to quickly manoeuvre around the dragon without drawing it's attention. Another would probably be one of his weapons with a special ability, like his Kalameet or Moonlight Greatsword, though weight would be a problem for Ciri... Maybe the drake sword would be useful? It didn't do much against the dragons in DarkSouls but perhaps it would do more against this worlds ones?He summons it to his hand and tosses it to Ciri, "Have a go" he says, grabbing Nerissa's wrist and backing away a good distance from her.Ciri "It's a bit heavy but looks sharp enough... What's it made from?"Reima "A drake's tail." he says bluntly causing her to almost drop it.Ciri "A what! And how did something this shape come from a tail!?!" she asks confused.Reima shrugs, "Just swing it and see how well it works."Ciri swings it around, doing various moves and techniques, eventually gaining a light sheen of sweat over her forehead. "It's fine but I don't see how this will be better than any other weapon?" she asks unsure of what Reima's trying to do.Reima "Hold it in the air with both hands and slam it down... Not towards us." he adds at the end.Ciri sighs thinking he's trying to prank her again but does as he says, as she raises it in the air she feels some sort of energy build up and when she brings it down a powerful shock-wave explodes from the sword, carving a long line in the stone floor. "Wow." she says, admiring the long pit she'd created.Reima "Think that will be useful against the dragon?"Ciri "Absolutely."Reima "Well, when the first task starts just summon it as you can't take anything but your staff with you, it might be amusing to see how their unrestricted rules can be used to make the competition a complete joke." A couple days later after all of there lessons are done Reima has Ciri follow him to Professor Mcgonagall's office. He wraps his knuckles against the door and receives a quiet "Enter" from the stern Professor."Mr Ludvig... Miss Rivia, what may I do for you" she asks, eyeing them both.Reima "Professor, as you already know due to my circumstances, our previous magical education had us all learning to utilise the Animagus transformation... This also extends to Ciri, the only different between me and her being that she hadn't attempted to transform yet."Mcgonagall "So you wished to have me oversee both of you attempted to transform?" she asks in a knowing tone.Reima "Yes. If that isn't a problem for you?"Mcgonagall "Usually I would be completely against allowing someone at the level of a fourth year trying to attempt this, but as you are representing our school it would be travesty if you had a poor showing... I will watch over you so don't do something stupid like trying it unsupervised." she states.Ciri "Thank you Professor." she says, receiving a small smile before it quickly disappears.Mcgonagall "Is there anything else?"Reima "No, that's all I wished to ask, thank you again Professor." he says before quickly leaving with Ciri.Reima "That went well." he says, not having expected her to accept it so easily.Ciri "Well I guess we were lucky I ended up in the tournament" she says sending a pointed smug look at him.Reima "Keep staring at me like that and I'll spank you." he says bitterly.They walk towards the Great Hall to get some food but are stopped when one of the four champions approach them.Fleur "Reima! I did not expect to zee you 'ere... Perhaps you could, show me around now?" she says, tucking her platinum blonde hair behind her ear seductively.Reima looks at her and can't help but see how attractive she is, truly if he didn't have this weird relationship with Ciri he'd pounce on the girl... "I'm sorry but I'm showing my Girlfriend to lunch." he says, placing emphasis on "Girlfriend"Ciri smugly looks at her with Snuffles doing her best to mimic her expression.Fleur's expression doesn't change but Ciri can tell her posture had shifted straighter, "Oh, iz dat so? Apologiez. I.. 'Ad no idea you were dating, ah, I have somezing I must attend to." she says, quickly walking towards the entrance hall.Reima/Ciri "God she's hot." they both say looking at her tight silk robes that hug her hips before glancing at each other and laughing.They enter the Great Hall and Ciri takes the initiative to sit beside Harry and Hermione, under the shocked looks of the majority of the hall.Ciri "How are my favourite people?" she says sarcastically.Hermione "Favourite?"Reima sits next to her, "What about me? Don't I qualify... Man, my girlfriend treats me as disposable." he says in mock sadness.
