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Marcus Briody Cole
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SPOILER!!: Vivi and Sierra Quote:
Originally Posted by Cassirin  Vivi had nearly made it to the tree, her arms outstretched and aching to just cling to something that wouldn't fly away, when something very solid hit the back of her legs and catapulted her forward. Her arms were no use, despite being outstretched, and Vivi face-planted into the rough barked tree.
OUCH.
She crumpled to the ground, blinded by the sand and rain and the dancing stars that formed from the knock to the head, and she wasn't even able to appreciate how her robes weren't picking up any damp sand from the ground beneath her. Too bad... it was a rather impressive spell.
Whatever had struck her was now laying heavily across her legs, and Vivi struggled half-heartedly to free herself. As the professor ceased the storm around them, Vivi was only able to see for the first time who had hobbled her... Sierra Greingoth. If the girl had looked a bit less miserable, she'd be infuriated at her, but as it would, Vivi wriggled around and put a comforting hand on top of the girl's head.
Sort of comforting. "Get off me."
A dribble of water ran between Vivi's eyes, and she swiped at it, her hand coming away red. Oh, hmm. Was someone bleeding? And why did storms give a girl such a headache? Quote:
Originally Posted by Anna Banana
Then all of a sudden, Sierra felt the storm around them cease to exist. She blinked a few times, trying to process everything, and then glanced up at Vivi with a slightly horrified expression. The girl had...face-planted...into a TREE!
Great.
The President of the Board of Governors was going to hex her into next Saturday and back.
Then there was a hand on top of her head, which Sierra would have shaken off had she not been in such a state of shock. When Vivi spoke, Sierra reminded herself to breath then helped herself off the ground. Sierra felt a slight trickling by her mouth, and she reached her hand up. Blood. Great. A nose bleed. Could this class GET any more humiliating for the Slytherin?
"Sorry, Vivi," she said, walking toward the professor. She gathered around and waiting expectantly. She knew she hadn't been the winner. All she'd done was skip across the ground. At least she'd cast the spell before she did so, though. Speaking of which...
... Hmm. She was clean. No water, no dirt. At least something had turned out right.
Vickers had been buried under all that debris?
Gideon had seen the Ravenclaw be unearthed by Kurumi as he moved closer to them and to the hut in general. He seemed to be relatively unhurt as his fellow prefect assisted him and Kurumi was handling the situation well enough, so he moved on still looking around to see if anyone else needed assistance.
It was then he spotted the daughters of two very powerful people in the wizarding world collapsed upon each other. Vivi was leaning against a tree and Sierra was on her legs. As Gideon moved closer, the Slytherin was getting up looking not too much worse for wear leaving her companion be to head off towards Professor Bellaire. The Ravenclaw seventh year however did not. What was with Sierra leaving injured people?
"Vivi...yer bleeding!" he exclaimed, noticing the red rubbed on her forehead from the passing of her hand. The Gryffindor prefect rushing over as best he could and kneeling down beside her so he could get a closer look. Not sure what to do, he searched his pockets for a clean cloth but surprisingly found sand instead. So much for that idea.
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