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Magical Soul · 06-10-2014, 05:38 AM

Text Cut: OUR APPRENTICE Zeke

Quote:

Originally Posted by Hera

He didn't see it coming. He was completely unprepared for what happened next. So much so that his facial features may have frozen in place due to shock .... but that soon subsided.

"WHHHHHAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" he finally managed to cry out once his voice had returned to him. By this stage he was HIGH UP and FLYING and UPSIDE DOWN... and ZOMG HE WAS GOING TO DIE NOW WASN'T HE?! ... His arms flailed, attempting to reach up to the brooms handle, but failing. There was no hope fore him now, it was over.

The weird man had him, AGAIN... this was so not cool, he was going to be grounded for life and forced to live as a squib, and that's if Emily decided to keep him around, she could always return him to Birmingham where she got him from. Gulp. In this instance, he wasn't even sure which was scarier, hanging upside down on a flying broom, or facing Emily if he managed to live. A part of him wondered if the man wanted more of his hair, he'd at least washed it this morning.

"I ammmmmmmmm," he exclaimed with regard to the costume, he was just like them, and "yyeeeeeepppp... stealing plans too," he added, before thinking that over. Perhaps stealing wasn't the word he was going for. "I meaaaaaaannn...." and he didn't know where he was going with this, so instead he focused on not falling-- even though that was very much out of his control. Where was his fake!wand?.. BAHHH, he'd lost it. CRAP. And just when he thought things couldn't get any worse, then the shaking happened... and the world was lost to him. Everything shook, and his mask slipped a bit down his face, obscuring his vision until he managed to right it once more. "HELPING YOU!" he suddenly blurted, having somehow come to the miraculous conclusion that he was HELPING the dark wizard person whom he didn't know the name of... instead of stealing the mans grand plans. Yep. It sounded legit. Why hadn't he thought of that plan though? It'd have been far easier than going around practically begging for candy.

Zeke wasn't sure if it was his helpfulness, or the fact that he was pretty heavy, but they started to dip back down and he was certain now that he wouldn't plummet to his death. That was nice of Weirdo man. He would have said thank you, but instead he found himself nodding at what the man was saying. Take it, don't ask for it. "Yes Sir! Got it!" he said with a salute.

...

Could he go now? Yes? Please? .... He kinda needed the toilet. Badly. And he needed to find the others... whoops.

Ugh, why was the boy SHOUTING his answers at him? Yes, it was beautifully noisy out here and yes, people were screaming and running, but peverell was right THERE ~~standing~~ flying next to him! "Shhhhhh, don't scream also! We don't scream! We laugh, like this." He let out a perfect, high-pitch hysterical laugh that echoed around the place.

At least the boy got the gist of being a Death Eater baby. Speaking of, Peverell let the boy's mask FALL to the ground to see his face-- "Hey, I know you! Hello!" Peverell almost droppe the boy in his attempt of a hug. Okay, not going to kill the ONLY promising kid he'd met in years. Okay. So, this kid was with the MLE boss? Interestiiiiiiiiiiiiiing information. And Emma thought this rave was pointless, PFFT.

The man swooooooooped down closer to the ground and smirked at the upside-down kid. "Best regards to the Law Enforcement boss lady, she looks magnificent tonight." He purred, finally dropping the boy on one of the cushion-y floats few feet below them.

That wouldn't kill him... hopefully.

"Why are you leaving?! COME BACK. GIVE ME YOUR CANDY!" He bellowed again after the departing crowd, frantically flying over their heads.

06-10-2014, 05:38 AM	#44 (permalink)
Magical Soul Kappa Join Date: Jun 2010 Location: GMT +3 Posts: 14,517 x6	Dalliesa \| Ab-Bot \| Hogwarts Trojan War \| Text Cut: OUR APPRENTICE Zeke Quote: Originally Posted by Hera He didn't see it coming. He was completely unprepared for what happened next. So much so that his facial features may have frozen in place due to shock .... but that soon subsided. "WHHHHHAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" he finally managed to cry out once his voice had returned to him. By this stage he was HIGH UP and FLYING and UPSIDE DOWN... and ZOMG HE WAS GOING TO DIE NOW WASN'T HE?! ... His arms flailed, attempting to reach up to the brooms handle, but failing. There was no hope fore him now, it was over. The weird man had him, AGAIN... this was so not cool, he was going to be grounded for life and forced to live as a squib, and that's if Emily decided to keep him around, she could always return him to Birmingham where she got him from. Gulp. In this instance, he wasn't even sure which was scarier, hanging upside down on a flying broom, or facing Emily if he managed to live. A part of him wondered if the man wanted more of his hair, he'd at least washed it this morning. "I ammmmmmmmm," he exclaimed with regard to the costume, he was just like them, and "yyeeeeeepppp... stealing plans too," he added, before thinking that over. Perhaps stealing wasn't the word he was going for. "I meaaaaaaannn...." and he didn't know where he was going with this, so instead he focused on not falling-- even though that was very much out of his control. Where was his fake!wand?.. BAHHH, he'd lost it. CRAP. And just when he thought things couldn't get any worse, then the shaking happened... and the world was lost to him. Everything shook, and his mask slipped a bit down his face, obscuring his vision until he managed to right it once more. "HELPING YOU!" he suddenly blurted, having somehow come to the miraculous conclusion that he was HELPING the dark wizard person whom he didn't know the name of... instead of stealing the mans grand plans. Yep. It sounded legit. Why hadn't he thought of that plan though? It'd have been far easier than going around practically begging for candy. Zeke wasn't sure if it was his helpfulness, or the fact that he was pretty heavy, but they started to dip back down and he was certain now that he wouldn't plummet to his death. That was nice of Weirdo man. He would have said thank you, but instead he found himself nodding at what the man was saying. Take it, don't ask for it. "Yes Sir! Got it!" he said with a salute. ... Could he go now? Yes? Please? .... He kinda needed the toilet. Badly. And he needed to find the others... whoops. Ugh, why was the boy SHOUTING his answers at him? Yes, it was beautifully noisy out here and yes, people were screaming and running, but peverell was right THERE ~~standing~~ flying next to him! "Shhhhhh, don't scream also! We don't scream! We laugh, like this." He let out a perfect, high-pitch hysterical laugh that echoed around the place. At least the boy got the gist of being a Death Eater baby. Speaking of, Peverell let the boy's mask FALL to the ground to see his face-- "Hey, I know you! Hello!" Peverell almost droppe the boy in his attempt of a hug. Okay, not going to kill the ONLY promising kid he'd met in years. Okay. So, this kid was with the MLE boss? Interestiiiiiiiiiiiiiing information. And Emma thought this rave was pointless, PFFT. The man swooooooooped down closer to the ground and smirked at the upside-down kid. "Best regards to the Law Enforcement boss lady, she looks magnificent tonight." He purred, finally dropping the boy on one of the cushion-y floats few feet below them. That wouldn't kill him... hopefully. "Why are you leaving?! COME BACK. GIVE ME YOUR CANDY!" He bellowed again after the departing crowd, frantically flying over their heads.