Banshee
Join Date: May 2007 Location: Gotham
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Hogwarts RPG Name: TBD Gryffindor Hogwarts RPG Name: Zara H. Bunbury-Foster Slytherin Fifth Year | LOL @ Alex. WHO TALKED LIKED THAT. xD Professor Pink | Mrs. Bruce Wayne | I'm on a Goat | Glitterpuff | Dumbledore's Defense Squad | BHB Quote:
Originally Posted by Alexander Wrekin The game's up? Lights out? WHO TALKED LIKE THAT?! Seriously. Alex was shaking his head silently as he made his way toward the doorway. And then... DRAT! Stupid Homenus Revelio spell.
Luckily he was moving when the stickfast spell hit the floor where he had JUST been standing. Tapping himself on the head once more he came back into sight, his wand gripped tightly and a scowl deeply set on his face. He had his shield in place when the barrage of spells came flying at him. The first few knocked him back a few steps... and then he lost focus momentarily and the final body bind hit him full on. STUPID MLE!
With a dull thud he fell over sideways, his wand rolling from his hand. Quote:
Originally Posted by RachieRu Hmm. She was feeling a little dizzy. Isobel was pretty sure that was not supposed to happen. She didn't generally feel dizzy all the while. The blonde blinked a couple of times, trying to regain focus. Come on Izzy, theres a cultist you've gotta catch here. Can't be messing around no more. Thank goodness Wes was here, with his barrage of spells. By then she had kind of regained focus herself, and sent a few stunners at where Wesley was directing his spells. Hopefully some of the spells would work, so they got Wrekin. It would be kind of useful.
But then Wrekin reappeared. Well that was useful. At least they could see him now. It seemed that most of their spells had missed him...but ooh. That one hadn't. Score. Full body bind. Well done Ferguson. Izzy twisted her head to glance at her boyfriend, smirking at him. Good team work? Even if Wes had kind of done all the work. Isobel went to bend down to grab Wrekin's wand, but a new wave of dizziness came over her, and she stumbled forward a bit. Wes didn't wait to see if Wrekin was truly down or not; he was already moving forward to the man, casting incarcerous and another stunner at his prostrate form. Good, good, Izzy had his wand now. Wes frowned at the man and resisted the urge to give him a kick, simply nudging him with his foot instead.
"We've got you now, you son of a banshee," he muttered darkly, turning just in time to see Izzy stumble. Wes put out a hand to steady her and help her stand right, his scowl quickly replaced by a look of concern. "You all right there, Montague? We need to get him down to the holding cells on Level Two..."
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