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hermionesclone · 05-16-2014, 06:20 PM

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Originally Posted by Squishy

Sweet Circe!

This boy really WAS strong.

Trying to counter how much Grayson was pushing down on her arm, Lux put as much force into it as she could. It felt so strange having all this extra strength because she generally was rather small, but it was an amazing strange. So this is how those body builders feel.

Little beads of sweat formed on her forehead as Lux tried her best to not only keep her arm from hitting the table, but to send his arm in the direction.

Er, YEAH. Hello?! Strength of Hercules and as fit as a fiddle, he was.

But then again, most of this was down to the potion.

And the girl wasn't exactly weak, either. Sweet MERLIN, if he had agreed to arm wrestle a girl that was stronger than she looked, he was going down. His ego was going to be bruised. The he'd have lost to both people in that relationship. UGH. "You're........... really.......... strong." Maybe talking would put her off a bit. Just maybe.

But it wasn't because now, his arm was being pushed over to the side that, if it touched the table, would determine him as the loser. Oh jeez. He wasn't LOSING this. Not in a million years. Even if his arm was slowly inching towards the table. Maybe his potion really was THAT good.

NO. Puuuuuuuuush, Grayson. Push her arm AWAY.

And cue some grunting.

05-16-2014, 06:20 PM	#462 (permalink)
hermionesclone Pogrebin Join Date: May 2009 Location: London Posts: 32,849 Hogwarts RPG Name: Alexander River Hirsch Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: -- x11 x11	urine trouble \| Pat's Strong Confident Other Half \| Pees Like a Champion Unicorn Racehorse Quote: Originally Posted by Squishy Sweet Circe! This boy really WAS strong. Trying to counter how much Grayson was pushing down on her arm, Lux put as much force into it as she could. It felt so strange having all this extra strength because she generally was rather small, but it was an amazing strange. So this is how those body builders feel. Little beads of sweat formed on her forehead as Lux tried her best to not only keep her arm from hitting the table, but to send his arm in the direction. Er, YEAH. Hello?! Strength of Hercules and as fit as a fiddle, he was. But then again, most of this was down to the potion. And the girl wasn't exactly weak, either. Sweet MERLIN, if he had agreed to arm wrestle a girl that was stronger than she looked, he was going down. His ego was going to be bruised. The he'd have lost to both people in that relationship. UGH. "You're........... really.......... strong." Maybe talking would put her off a bit. Just maybe. But it wasn't because now, his arm was being pushed over to the side that, if it touched the table, would determine him as the loser. Oh jeez. He wasn't LOSING this. Not in a million years. Even if his arm was slowly inching towards the table. Maybe his potion really was THAT good. NO. Puuuuuuuuush, Grayson. Push her arm AWAY. And cue some grunting. __________________