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Originally Posted by
DanialRadFAN01 
These turnstiles AGAIN?! Callie was not pleased when she arrived to go cheer on her House in the Gobstones match and found out that she would have to pay to get in. She was their Head of House for Merlin's sake.
Trying to decide if she could get past it somehow was taking too long and the match was about to start. She jammed in 10 Sickles and then rushed to find a seat.
Gobstones club, h'mm? Well, there was no harm in at least having a look to see how it was done here. It sounded dreadfully boring to Cutty, but he was feeling exploitative and looking for an opportunity. Any opportunity.
Spotting the turnstile up ahead, the small boy sneered, but in time to spot an adult witch about to go through. Quickly and quietly as he could manage, Cutty ran directly behind her hoping to tail in after her. Running start 'n all, he was unprepared for the horridly annoying sensation that wafted over him as he attempted this.
The next thing he knew, Cutty was laying across the floor and looking straight up towards the ceiling having been bounced violently back from the turnstile. A moment later, the boy had risen to his feet, shook his head to recover and hardly willingly dug the fare out of his robes and stuffed it into the turn stile passing to the other side.
That hadn't been a good idea at all.