09-22-2015, 07:40 PM
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Originally Posted by Felixir [color=#000840][font=trebuchet ms] Daxton had just hopped back down from the wall and was trying to decide which of those probable hiding places he would investigate further, when he noticed another series of sounds. Heavy footsteps, (gross) sounds of breathing, the sounds of clothes swishing against each other, all while moving about the activity area. Unmistakeable sounds of running.
The runner was invisible, obviously, but it did not take a genius to work out exactly where they were. The sounds, the way they disturbed the forest floor and surrounding leaves by running by. In the end, Daxton knew exactly what to do, and he stepped up right to the edge of the wall in the ruins, in a way that he could peek around if he wanted to. He stopped, waited, listened, watched the environment, and then, when the disillusioned person was about to run past his hiding place, Daxton ducked his head back in and stuck his foot out in order to trip them up. This, no doubt, counted as 'tagging'. At least it did in his mind.
It was still within the rules in his mind, too, as Dakest had only mentioned not using spells that may cause injury, and this was not a spell. Never mind the fact that Daxton seemed to have no concept of when he might potentially and accidentally hurt someone else. He just wanted the sash, and that was what they were supposed to be collecting, after all.
Okay so maybe the running thing wasn't all that smart because he could definitely hear the crunch, crunch, crunching of the forrest beneath him. But hey, he wasn't good at hiding apparently so this was the best way to go about it. With movement. That way, he didn't have to worry about being discreet. He just had to dodge the spells. Easy enough, right?
Wrong. Clearly.
Because though he was planning on dodging everything, he didn't think of possible traps. Like the oldest one in the book. Tripping someone. Which just so happened to be the one thing that threw him off course. Or well, off his feet. Because he hadn't seen the foot sticking out in time to stop himself from running, and just as he noticed he was flying straight through the air to-- "OOOOF!!"
Oh man. Talk about a rough landing.
The Gryffindor not only went flying into the air, but he landed straight on his face managing to scrape his chin and get dirt basically EVERYWHERE. Including into his mouth. Blegh. Forget the sash business. He was eating dirt??? The Prefect spit out a huge chunk of the gross bit of ground he managed to get in his mouth, before making faces of ultimate disgust. Was his chin bleeding?
... Also whose foot was that?
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