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Stefan · 08-04-2015, 02:19 PM

He had been contemplating whether or not he'd let the last standing spider take off with its brothers and sisters. He wasn't doing any harm really, and it seems like he's only interested in chicken meat and not the human kind. Ethan backed away as soon as the Arithmancy professor fired at the spider, and couldn't help but feel sad. Also, remind him not to mess with Professor Tanner? Woman's pretty feisty.

Following her next order, Ethan got out of his snakeskin cover and checked out the scene before him. They seriously blasted all those spiders? They were pretty good, yes.

It seems that their job isn't done yet. Ethan carefully approached one of the still twitching acromantula on the floor, and stunned it with the wand in his hand. "Sorry." Orders were orders, and he was being a good soldier. The Slytherin scoped the room once more, and stunned the nearest acromantula that showed signs of breathing and small movements.

And all the venom on the floor. Merlin. Cutty's eyes would pop out of his head when he sees it. "Professors? What should we do with the venom on the floor?" he asked as he kept on examining the 'dead' acromantulas nearest him. "Stupefy."

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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack

...... THAT WAS IT????

Retreat. RETREAT. Retreat. Retreat. Retreat. ~~Retreat.~~ R E T R E A T.

How many other ways could it be typed out!?!? Did it really matter though? Because they were RETREATING. Meaning one thing and one thing only, "IT WORKED!!!!!" Oh wait.

"I mean, uh, Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiss? ... Oops.

Um. They could stop being a snake, right? He took the go ahead from Tanner as a yes, and shed the skin off himself in the same manner. Not resting another beat, the Gryffindor walked over to begin checking. Following Tanner's lead, yup-dee-doo.

So uh, they were all dead right? Because Great Hall sounded great. All this spider fighting really worked up an appetite.... The elves were still working, right? Because Zander was hoping for sandwiches.

And wot?

"Well done, Zanderpoo. But...yeah, it's 'HIISSSSSSSS'...not 'Hiiiiiiiiiiiis'. It sounded like the basilisk have breathing problems." Ethan gave him a knowing nod, and a good pat pat on the shoulder. "Not going to blame you though. It takes practice...and lots of down time in the dungeons."

"Come on, let's finish inspecting that section over there and call it a day." Because just like his Lestrade, Sherlock Ethan was hungry and tired too.

"Stupefy."

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Stefan Abraxan Join Date: Feb 2011 Location: Under Blueprints Posts: 25,495 Hogwarts RPG Name: Mackenzie Alistaire Mordaunt Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Yoji Christopher Reed Ravenclaw First Year x12 x12	Jedi Master•General Iroh•Java Junkie• King ♛ Stefan •Mycroft Holmes•Dragon Lord•Druid Boy He had been contemplating whether or not he'd let the last standing spider take off with its brothers and sisters. He wasn't doing any harm really, and it seems like he's only interested in chicken meat and not the human kind. Ethan backed away as soon as the Arithmancy professor fired at the spider, and couldn't help but feel sad. Also, remind him not to mess with Professor Tanner? Woman's pretty feisty. Following her next order, Ethan got out of his snakeskin cover and checked out the scene before him. They seriously blasted all those spiders? They were pretty good, yes. It seems that their job isn't done yet. Ethan carefully approached one of the still twitching acromantula on the floor, and stunned it with the wand in his hand. "Sorry." Orders were orders, and he was being a good soldier. The Slytherin scoped the room once more, and stunned the nearest acromantula that showed signs of breathing and small movements. And all the venom on the floor. Merlin. Cutty's eyes would pop out of his head when he sees it. "Professors? What should we do with the venom on the floor?" he asked as he kept on examining the 'dead' acromantulas nearest him. "Stupefy." Quote: Originally Posted by ArianaBlack ...... THAT WAS IT???? Retreat. RETREAT. Retreat. Retreat. Retreat. ~~Retreat.~~ R E T R E A T. How many other ways could it be typed out!?!? Did it really matter though? Because they were RETREATING. Meaning one thing and one thing only, "IT WORKED!!!!!" Oh wait. *"I mean, uh, Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiss?* ... Oops. Um. They could stop being a snake, right? He took the go ahead from Tanner as a yes, and shed the skin off himself in the same manner. Not resting another beat, the Gryffindor walked over to begin checking. Following Tanner's lead, yup-dee-doo. So uh, they were all dead right? Because Great Hall sounded great. All this spider fighting really worked up an appetite.... The elves were still working, right? Because Zander was hoping for sandwiches. And wot? "Well done, Zanderpoo. But...yeah, it's 'HIISSSSSSSS'...not 'Hiiiiiiiiiiiis'. It sounded like the basilisk have breathing problems." Ethan gave him a knowing nod, and a good pat pat on the shoulder. "Not going to blame you though. It takes practice...and lots of down time in the dungeons." "Come on, let's finish inspecting that section over there and call it a day." Because just like his Lestrade, Sherlock Ethan was hungry and tired too. "Stupefy." __________________ "It didn't go quite as planned." \| The Underground Studio Translation: I may have caused irreversible damage on a monumental scale.