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HogwartsStudent11 · 06-07-2014, 05:08 AM

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Originally Posted by Deezerz

There were nails digging into her shoulder, ouch ouch. Beverly rolled her shoulder when Marisol loosened her grip and let go. Feisty and strong little one. Bev wanted her on team even more. She could do with strong people. Not prissy ones. Or wannabes. Or stupid heads. Or...the list went on.

OH.

THERE IT WAS.

"The finish line." She pointed on ahead. Did they hear that? They were almost there--wait, who was grunting, and WHY were they grunting? If they were going to vomit Bev demanded they get off now. She didn't do vomit. Nope.

"You guys okay?" she asked. "Just a bit more. Blast those snowballs and we're done." They were THAT close to the finish line. She urged the Granian to go faster. A little more and...

THERE WERE THERE.

Marisol had seen the finish line and know that they would make it. It was kind of a matter of attitude. They could only be- what, a 100 meters away? Mari really wanted to give up and get an ice pack for her arm, which was ironic, since she could practically reach up and grab one, but they were almost there.

"Yeah," Mari assured Beverly, "It is well." She Vanished some more snowballs. Where did they go? Marisol remembered reading something about that. Maybe she'd made the parchment into a spitball. Well, keep Vanishing! What did that matter right now?

Marisol blinked and they were there. Yes! She was so relieved. She hopped off and onto the ground. Take that!

"Good work," she congratulated her teammates.

06-07-2014, 05:08 AM	#417 (permalink)
HogwartsStudent11 Gnome Join Date: Jan 2014 Location: Chilling with Hades Posts: 337 Hogwarts RPG Name: Marisol Benícia Cruz Martínez Fifth Year	Post 5: Cutty and Beverly! Quote: Originally Posted by Deezerz There were nails digging into her shoulder, ouch ouch. Beverly rolled her shoulder when Marisol loosened her grip and let go. Feisty and strong little one. Bev wanted her on team even more. She could do with strong people. Not prissy ones. Or wannabes. Or stupid heads. Or...the list went on. OH. THERE IT WAS. "The finish line." She pointed on ahead. Did they hear that? They were almost there--wait, who was grunting, and WHY were they grunting? If they were going to vomit Bev demanded they get off now. She didn't do vomit. Nope. "You guys okay?" she asked. "Just a bit more. Blast those snowballs and we're done." They were THAT close to the finish line. She urged the Granian to go faster. A little more and... THERE WERE THERE. Marisol had seen the finish line and know that they would make it. It was kind of a matter of attitude. They could only be- what, a 100 meters away? Mari really wanted to give up and get an ice pack for her arm, which was ironic, since she could practically reach up and grab one, but they were almost there. "Yeah," Mari assured Beverly, "It is well." She Vanished some more snowballs. Where did they go? Marisol remembered reading something about that. Maybe she'd made the parchment into a spitball. Well, keep Vanishing! What did that matter right now? Marisol blinked and they were there. Yes! She was so relieved. She hopped off and onto the ground. Take that! "Good work," she congratulated her teammates.