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hermionesclone · 05-31-2014, 11:35 PM

WHAT IN THE FREAKING NAME OF MERLIN.

Through the rain droplets, Grayson could make out that the cloud had thickened even more and turned a darker shade of grey. This would have been met with a smirk and a small 'HA!' of victory but the cloud had a mind of its own. The rain was replaced by hail. Actual. Freaking. HAILSTONES.

This was just embarrassing now.

His expression deadpanned, almost as if he was pretty much done with this spell already. No. Wait. He was. His cloud was just being difficult, mkay? It had nothing to do with him and his capability in casting spells correctly. Because he was good at casting them, thank you very much. Stupid cloud. Grumble.

Text Cut: Ethan!

"Pretty sure the clouds are just freaking weird and want to look as fluffy as possible," he said, his eyes turning to the boy as ice pelted down on him. It could be true. Uh huh. Clouds have a mind of their own. He was dead sure of it.

Oh look! The boy got it to snow. How did he do THAT?! What was his secret? Spill, weird kid. "Looks like the intent thing worked." Smirk. And even if it hadn't, then Grayson was going to assume it had. Why? Ego reasons, of course! The cloud was already dampening his spirits, this was his only way to gain some self-respect. In a way.

And speaking of the cloud, the fourth year pointed his wand up at it and cried, "Finite!" No more hailstorms. Thank. MERLIN.

"Stiricidium Nubila!"

05-31-2014, 11:35 PM	#239 (permalink)
hermionesclone Gladrags Mod DMC & DMAC Pogrebin Join Date: May 2009 Location: London Posts: 32,843 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 WHAT IN THE FREAKING NAME OF MERLIN. Through the rain droplets, Grayson could make out that the cloud had thickened even more and turned a darker shade of grey. This would have been met with a smirk and a small 'HA!' of victory but the cloud had a mind of its own. The rain was replaced by hail. Actual. Freaking. HAILSTONES. This was just embarrassing now. His expression deadpanned, almost as if he was pretty much done with this spell already. No. Wait. He was. His cloud was just being difficult, mkay? It had nothing to do with him and his capability in casting spells correctly. Because he was good at casting them, thank you very much. Stupid cloud. Grumble. Text Cut: Ethan! Quote: Originally Posted by Mordred Well, he was wrong. The other dude could talk, and not as picky as he thought he would be. Didn't he see his state? Hello? Leaves and twigs on his hair and uniform? He was a mess and it was his cloud's fault. "Yep. It just won't snow!" he said as he pointed and poked his cloud, obviously getting frustrated with it. "I tried the intent thing too. Doesn't work for me." Shrug. Oh well. Maybe he needs to focus more. Or maybe he just ended up with a picky cloud. Evil, innocent looking cloud he's got. "Pretty sure the clouds are just freaking weird and want to look as fluffy as possible," he said, his eyes turning to the boy as ice pelted down on him. It could be true. Uh huh. Clouds have a mind of their own. He was dead sure of it. Oh look! The boy got it to snow. How did he do THAT?! What was his secret? Spill, weird kid. "Looks like the intent thing worked." Smirk. And even if it hadn't, then Grayson was going to assume it had. Why? Ego reasons, of course! The cloud was already dampening his spirits, this was his only way to gain some self-respect. In a way. And speaking of the cloud, the fourth year pointed his wand up at it and cried, "Finite!" No more hailstorms. Thank. MERLIN. "Stiricidium Nubila!" __________________