Astrid never missed a club meeting. Her Saturday evenings were reserved ever since she joined the Dueling Club two years ago. It was every bit of a routine as it was to attend her classes. However, if there ever were a time Astrid wished she had simply stayed in her dorm, it was now. One would never assume the Dueling Club to be as successful as it truly was at first glance. The room was near empty, understandably so given the time of year, but empty nonetheless. And empty meant not worth her time.
She exhaled slowly as she watched one duel session that was more simple practice than anything else. Astrid wanted a challenge, but it was quickly becoming apparent that she would not find that here. Not today, at least. She would find something else to benefit her time. Astrid turned on her heel to make her way towards the door, but quickly found herself maneuvering to avoid getting shoulder-checked by a boy who seemed lost. A spark of irritation jolted through her. It would take a mindless individual to find themselves lost in the dungeons and she did not have the patience nor temper to help a first year back to their room.
A lone brow quirked curiously at his stammered greeting and apology. Astrid quickly assessed him to jog her memory. He was familiar now that she took the time to discover as such. She familiarized herself with all individuals that were in the club, making mental notes of those that seemed like a challenge and those that did not. This boy fell in the latter category. However, she gave pause at simply exiting the impromptu conversation. While she couldn't remember his name, she could at least remember this solemn attitude wasn't much like himself. He was more bubble than anything if memory served her correctly. Her lips set in a thin line of concentration then parted to make way for two words:
It wasn't spoken as a request, but a challenge. Truthfully, it wasn't exactly what she had wanted to say but this was a realm she was more comfortable with. Astrid was the type of person to fall back on physical aggression than to offer mental support. Sure, any other person would have asked if he was okay out of propriety but not Astrid. She would let their wands do the talking instead.