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Awarlesta Black · 06-07-2014, 04:42 AM

Text Cut: Grayson the Hero!

The pace they were going at was perfect! They were gliding towards the finish line like butter. Well, for him it felt like butter. Poor Grayson, back there, was holding on for his dear life. Heh, heh, heh. Any other day when it was nice and sunny, he would be feeling super majestic cruising through the air like that, but right now, the cold air was piercing his skin like needles. He was hoping nothing would freeze and fall off. Oh, the horror!

WAS HE BEING NICE?!?! WHAAAAAAAAA?! The cold air was getting to the poor kid. They needed to get to somewhere warm and stat!

Just as he was, (*sigh*), going to compliment him as well for doing a DECENT job at taking out the obstacles in their way, Declan's eyes grew wide at the sight of the cloud of bits of rock shooting towards them. WHAT WAS HE TO DO!? They were going too fast for him to hold on to the reins with one hand! He's going to have to take the pain for their assurance to be alive. The boy ducked his head, waiting for the impact,

"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhh...Ahh?"

Nothing hit him or the horses! Declan looked up to see Grayson managed to cast a shield fast enough to protect them all. EXCELLENT JOB, GRAYSON! Ahem. DECENT job.

06-07-2014, 04:42 AM	#414 (permalink)
Awarlesta Black MO & IMC Puffskein Join Date: Aug 2012 Location: #1e3b69 #7ea16b Posts: 1,899 Hogwarts RPG Name: Sirius R. Hazelwood Ravenclaw Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyx M. Lawrence Hufflepuff Fifth Year	Rucole Club Club\|\| film lyfe \|\| mac and cheese queen\|\| exits with trunkshot Text Cut: Grayson the Hero! Quote: Originally Posted by hermionesclone Of course he had no morals. There was no time for things like that when THEY WERE IN A RACE. He was also VERY glad with how fast the winged horse with going. The fourteen year old would compliment Declan but his ego was saying that he shouldn't. Unless this one decided to be NICE then MAYBE he'd think about it. Right now, though, he was trying to hold on for dear life ad not be thrown out of the carriage. Again, if that happened, it was ENTIRELY this one's fault. They were getting close? Grayson immediately perked up and looked over towards the finish line. Huh. They really were getting close. Who would've thought that they'd make it this far? Well, HE did but idea of making it there without killing each other first seemed impossible. "Brilliant! Keep it up!" See? He could be ni-- Freaking Merlin, those rocks AGAIN. Hadn't he blasted them away, already?! "REDUCTO!" Thank Merlin for that Defence Against the Dark Arts lesson and all that practice he had had with this spell. Now the large pile of rocks had been plasted off into smithereens.............. ................. that were rocketing towards them. That wasn't meant to happen. "PROTEGO!" A shield erupted around them and the horse. Bits of rocks bumped into the shield as ricocheted off, causing Grayson to smirk in delight. Sucks for anyone behind them, really. Not a care was given about that, as long as THEY and the horse weren't the ones to be hurt. The pace they were going at was perfect! They were gliding towards the finish line like butter. Well, for him it felt like butter. Poor Grayson, back there, was holding on for his dear life. Heh, heh, heh. Any other day when it was nice and sunny, he would be feeling super majestic cruising through the air like that, but right now, the cold air was piercing his skin like needles. He was hoping nothing would freeze and fall off. Oh, the horror! WAS HE BEING NICE?!?! WHAAAAAAAAA?! The cold air was getting to the poor kid. They needed to get to somewhere warm and stat! Just as he was, (sigh), going to compliment him as well for doing a DECENT job at taking out the obstacles in their way, Declan's eyes grew wide at the sight of the cloud of bits of rock shooting towards them. WHAT WAS HE TO DO!? They were going too fast for him to hold on to the reins with one hand! He's going to have to take the pain for their assurance to be alive. The boy ducked his head, waiting for the impact, "AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhh...Ahh?" Nothing hit him or the horses! Declan looked up to see Grayson managed to cast a shield fast enough to protect them all. EXCELLENT JOB, GRAYSON! Ahem. DECENT job. __________________