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SilverTiger · 09-20-2015, 06:41 AM

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Originally Posted by Sararara

Norah watched Brooklyn make her way over. She sure was moving SLOWLY, did she know? She was starting to get awfully fidgety just sitting there in the ball, not even bothering to wiggle before she tugged the zipper into movement. She pushed it open from the inside (which was a whole lot harder than unzipping from the outside, in case you were wondering, but she was going to EXPLODE if she stayed in there any longer), and climbed out, looking down to check that her prefect's badge was still there, more out of habit than anything else. Professor Moxley would probably never trust her ever again if she lost it, even if it was in her class.

"I can just push it over there." Y'know, if she didn't want to walk all the way over for no apparent reason. Even if they'd only knocked over two pins she was still capable of some things. Pushing things. She could do that. Norah rolled the ball all the way back to in front of the foul line and set it so the opening was right where Brooklyn could climb in. Was she excited or WHAT? "Good luck! I'll wait till you tell me you're ready to push you down."

The attempt to stall only lasted as long as it took Norah to escape from the ball on her own, it seemed. Not that Brooklyn particularly had a feeling about it one way or another. Instead, she’d just turned back around and headed back to the start of their lane, as the Hufflepuff prefect had pushed the now empty ball back to the beginning. Obviously she didn’t need to help, although she’d glanced back at least once to see that the ball was rolling in a relatively straight line. Which meant they didn’t have a defective ball, therefore their dismal score was due to other things. Like people being so distracted they didn’t even try, which she wasn’t planning on doing herself. Since she’d pretty much resigned herself to the fact she was going to have to get in the ball. Would have to do her part, more than just pushing. Maybe that Claw had a point, asking if she could avoid being the ball.

She’d just watched as Norah had managed to stop the ball exactly right, so that the opening was practically lined up with where she was standing. That was almost too perfect, to the point it made her suspicious. As did the wish for luck, which had received an eyeroll that had thankfully been hidden by her having climbed into the pocket inside the ball, before she’d turned so she was facing the opening. She wasn’t about to make it hard for her to escape, after all. That and she’d tried pulling the zipper up from the inside. “I’m ready whenever you are,” she said, waiting for the zipper to be pulled up all the way, reaching her arms out to brace herself against the sides of the pocket. She was planning on trying her hardest not to be thrown around. Making herself as big as possible.

09-20-2015, 06:41 AM	#260 (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	Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict Quote: Originally Posted by Sararara Norah watched Brooklyn make her way over. She sure was moving SLOWLY, did she know? She was starting to get awfully fidgety just sitting there in the ball, not even bothering to wiggle before she tugged the zipper into movement. She pushed it open from the inside (which was a whole lot harder than unzipping from the outside, in case you were wondering, but she was going to EXPLODE if she stayed in there any longer), and climbed out, looking down to check that her prefect's badge was still there, more out of habit than anything else. Professor Moxley would probably never trust her ever again if she lost it, even if it was in her class. "I can just push it over there." Y'know, if she didn't want to walk all the way over for no apparent reason. Even if they'd only knocked over two pins she was still capable of some things. Pushing things. She could do that. Norah rolled the ball all the way back to in front of the foul line and set it so the opening was right where Brooklyn could climb in. Was she excited or WHAT? "Good luck! I'll wait till you tell me you're ready to push you down." The attempt to stall only lasted as long as it took Norah to escape from the ball on her own, it seemed. Not that Brooklyn particularly had a feeling about it one way or another. Instead, she’d just turned back around and headed back to the start of their lane, as the Hufflepuff prefect had pushed the now empty ball back to the beginning. Obviously she didn’t need to help, although she’d glanced back at least once to see that the ball was rolling in a relatively straight line. Which meant they didn’t have a defective ball, therefore their dismal score was due to other things. Like people being so distracted they didn’t even try, which she wasn’t planning on doing herself. Since she’d pretty much resigned herself to the fact she was going to have to get in the ball. Would have to do her part, more than just pushing. Maybe that Claw had a point, asking if she could avoid being the ball. She’d just watched as Norah had managed to stop the ball exactly right, so that the opening was practically lined up with where she was standing. That was almost too perfect, to the point it made her suspicious. As did the wish for luck, which had received an eyeroll that had thankfully been hidden by her having climbed into the pocket inside the ball, before she’d turned so she was facing the opening. She wasn’t about to make it hard for her to escape, after all. That and she’d tried pulling the zipper up from the inside. “I’m ready whenever you are,” she said, waiting for the zipper to be pulled up all the way, reaching her arms out to brace herself against the sides of the pocket. She was planning on trying her hardest not to be thrown around. Making herself as big as possible. __________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ 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 ♥ ♥ ♥