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SilverTiger · 01-24-2015, 12:48 AM

Almost as soon as she’d first acknowledged the smell, Brooklyn had realized a few things. First, they’d been joined by Professor Glendower and Professor Moxley, and second, the smell was getting a lot worse. And she realized her feet were getting wet. “Ew, ew, ew!,” she said, not caring how loud she was as she danced backward. Also, not paying attention to the plant life that was also appearing to be taking over as well. All she was fcocused on was trying to avoid the swamp, and having to take three baths once she returned to her dorm just to try and get rid of the smell. She’d already decided she was going to throw away her shoes. They were all swampy and icky now.

They had more than just an issue. An issue was an understatement. Brooklyn was clearly starting to panic, a steady stream of “ew”s coming from her. She was tiny. The water was obviously rising. It didn’t bode well for her if she didn’t find a way to get higher up. Higher up. There was an idea. Blue eyes flickering amongst the group as she danced back a few more feet, she suddenly launched herself at one of the taller people, starting to climb up their back as if her life depended on it. Apologies could happen later. Or probably not. This was a matter of survival.

01-24-2015, 12:48 AM	#24 (permalink)
SilverTiger Crumple-Horned Snorkack Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: SoCal sighs(GMT-8) Posts: 111,214 Hogwarts RPG Name: Giselle Barrington Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Arienne Morgenstern Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Simone Wild Slytherin Third Year x5 x3	Whoever wants a Slytherin on their back, a part at the end's for you. :P Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict Almost as soon as she’d first acknowledged the smell, Brooklyn had realized a few things. First, they’d been joined by Professor Glendower and Professor Moxley, and second, the smell was getting a lot worse. And she realized her feet were getting wet. “Ew, ew, ew!,” she said, not caring how loud she was as she danced backward. Also, not paying attention to the plant life that was also appearing to be taking over as well. All she was fcocused on was trying to avoid the swamp, and having to take three baths once she returned to her dorm just to try and get rid of the smell. She’d already decided she was going to throw away her shoes. They were all swampy and icky now. They had more than just an issue. An issue was an understatement. Brooklyn was clearly starting to panic, a steady stream of “ew”s coming from her. She was tiny. The water was obviously rising. It didn’t bode well for her if she didn’t find a way to get higher up. Higher up. There was an idea. Blue eyes flickering amongst the group as she danced back a few more feet, she suddenly launched herself at one of the taller people, starting to climb up their back as if her life depended on it. Apologies could happen later. Or probably not. This was a matter of survival. __________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me, at tea time, everybody agrees ...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥ ♥ ♥