04-29-2014, 04:09 AM
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Red Cap
Join Date: Apr 2010
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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl Come on, grab my hand! Annie reaaaaached and reaaaaaached for the young man's hand, but her fingers just slipped past him. Well, she had saved her boots and a Gryffindor, at least. Anastasia wouldn't consider that an entire loss. Plus, like, they had gotten to ride partially down a mountain on a giant pile of mud! Wasn't that just AWESOME? Not. Annie would have taken solid ground over this mess any day. YUCK. Thank Merlin for magic, though, because without that arresto momentum... they probably would have still been sliding. Once they came to a stop-ish at a tree, the redhead let go of Schulyer's arm and tried her best to stand up from the mud. Only... it was very sticky mud. VERY sticky mud, and every time she gained a bit of traction on what she thought was the ground, she lost her bare feet in the mud again. "UGH!" the Headmistress let out a screech of frustration. Where was the big burly groundskeeper? Hadn't she hired him to keep her out of messes like this?! There was no way that a British Owl Post owl would be able to make it all the way to Peru, nor would Quincy send one that far for fear of loosing one of his prized owls, but he did elect the assistance of wizarding post offices around the world, passing the letter from office to office until it had managed to make it to the school group in Peru.
The Buff-fronted owl zipped and zoomed across the under the treeline, eyes searching for the headmistress until.... there! He'd found her!
Swooping down, he landed on the tree beside her, holding the leg with the letter attached to it. Quote:
To whom it may concern:
CEASE AND DESIST YOUR SPORTING. ALL SPORTING. IMMEDIATELY.
OR ELSE!
While society rots away and further deteriorates, our SCHOOLS are wasting their time, MONEY, and resources funding POINTLESS GAMES. MOST OF ALL: QUIDDITCH. LAST YEAR ALONE, HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS OF GALLEONS WERE WASTED! MORE THAN 200 MAN-HOURS! Students should be learning to READ, WRITE, and WAND WAVE! NOT how to swing bats, search for gold, and fancy themselves birds! YOU WILL NEVER BE A BIRD! QUIT QUIDDITCH OR DIE!
Yours truly.
PS: I'LL HAVE WHAT IS MINE, YOU UNNATURAL GINGERED HARPY! IN THE MEANTIME, I'LL TAKE WHAT IS YOURS. QQOD!
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