06-07-2017, 07:26 AM
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Crumple-Horned Snorkack
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Giselle Barrington Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin First Year x5 x3
| post two (and Liv :() Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict People had continued to try to get points, but Stasya was a bit confused. Mostly because her dagger hadn’t broken like she had expected it to, but also she wasn’t sure if she wanted to try and throw it a second time or just keep it safe. She still felt like it was way too fragile to actually be used for much, and it was pretty. That made her kind of want to save it, but then that meant she’d have to try to make another dagger too and she really wasn’t sure if the third time was going to be the charm. Instead, she’d stood to the side for a while, watching as Emmeline went and Jessa tried a couple more times but still didn’t seem like she was happy with the results. At least she’d made it into one of the holes?
She’d finally crept over toward one of the fire pits again to cast the spell on another curl of smoke, though, focusing every fiber of her being on making a better dagger. A dagger that she wouldn’t be afraid to throw at the board, that she wouldn’t be afraid would shatter into a million pieces even though her other one didn’t either. “Fumus lamina!” She practically held her breath after she’d said the incantation, not letting it out until she saw a dagger appear. A small dagger, but when she’d picked it up it seemed heavier than her first real one did. So maybe that meant it was better, and she started to get back in line to try again.
Until she heard Liv, and her grey-green eyes flickered over to the older girl and widened as she saw she was crying. She didn’t like that at all, but she also was torn. Maybe Professor Stewart wouldn’t let her stop and go hug her instead of throwing her other dagger. Maybe she’d actually lose points if she just got out of line and stopped. But part of her kind of wanted to.
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