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Originally Posted by Dokimoto
Jackson smiled when he saw Abra was volunteering. Jackson realized he needed to get to know his fellow Prefects outside of meetings and patrols... New goal for the year. "Of course!" Jackson laughed a bit. As if he'd say no after calling out like that! Silly Prefect. Looking at him, Jackson noticed the lack of rain mac on his partner. "D'you want it?" he asked him, offering the one he had grabbed a minute ago. Jackson really didn't mind either way. "Brilliant, thanks," Abra replied with a grin, closing the distance between himself and his Transfiguration partner. What? Huh? Oh. "No, no, it's okay! I'm just going to..." he pointed his wand at himself and cast, "Impervius." Then he cast the same spell all over his body, section by section, trying (and very likely failing) to cover himself entirely with the spell. "There. I should be waterproof now."
At the very least, his hair was protected, and that was what mattered. "I'd just like to try and avoid snow," Abra added, hinting heavily to Jackson and hoping he'd get what he was saying. Not that he'd be mad or even upset if there was snow, just very... very cold. "But I guess we should get started, right?" He waited for a few moments for Jackson to indeed get ready, before pointing his own wand up at the sky again. "Nubecula!"
As before, a cloud appeared up in the air. Perhaps not as good as the cloud he had conjured before, but that had been the combined effort of multiple spells, after all. Next time, he'd make it better.
Now, concentrating hard on the mental image of rain pelting down at Jackson, Abra - still with his wand pointed at the cloud - flicked his wrist and cast, "Tempestas Horribilis!" And down came......!
... A light drizzle. Hm. Okay. Well.
Baby steps.
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