09-22-2015, 01:49 AM
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Crumple-Horned Snorkack
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| Post 1, 1 sash Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict In fact, Brooklyn hadn’t disillusioned herself before the lesson had moved on to the next location. She’d figured that she’d get to soon enough, seeing as it appeared the lesson wasn’t over. That the broom closet had only been a practice activity, and as they’d walked out into the grounds, she had remembered the Charms lesson when they’d played capture the flag. So to speak. That only grew as they arrived at an area of the forest she didn’t know existed. It was entirely possible it hadn’t existed before now, and she did a quick check for spiders before she joined the group listening to the instructions for the new activity. Not capture the flag, it seemed, but capture the sash.
She wasn’t about to get her sash taken from her. That was decided from the start. She’d gone up and collected a green one from the bag, however, tying it around her securely before she headed off away from the cluster of students. She wasn’t about to advertise where she was planning on hiding, after all. That was the quickest way to get caught. Once she was clear, though, she took her wand out and traced around herself like she’d done before. “Disillusio!” Once she was certain she’d vanished from the eyesight of the others, she looped around behind the ruins the professor was seated on. Everyone else was going for the other rocks and bushes, she’d noticed. Or using the wall as a vantage point. It was practically hiding in plain sight, especially if she hid almost right underneath where the professor was sitting. If anything, she was hoping nobody would risk hitting him.
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