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Originally Posted by Waddles She was very competitive, he was right about that. She switched which leg she was stretching, holding an arm out for balance with this one. He wanted to duel? That seemed unlike him. But it also seemed...somewhat appealing. She watched him muss his floofy hair, remembering he'd promised to let her braid it sometime. She'd have to go for that offer sometime.
She didn't miss the wink. Blushing for the slightest moment, Margaret put both feet on the ground and shrugged. "I have my wand," she said. Didn't go anywhere without it, not since second year. "Is it okay, though? You might get colors in your hair." She gave him a slightly more genuine, but still small, smile. He wasn't the only one who could make jokes. And speaking of hair, she fidgeted with her own ponytail. Whether they jogged or played magical paintball, she needed her hair securely off her face. Well...it was less a duel and more tag. But leave that to her competitive side to immediately file it under the former. Her question had him laughing again as he dropped his one foot to the ground and switched up his stretch, this time making a real display out of ruffling his hair since it was the topic of conversation. "I am sure it can survive a bit of magical coloring," he mused, pulling a bit of the front of the floof down towards his nose and crosses his eyes to look at it. "Nothing a shower or Tergeo couldn't fix in any case."
Thighs sufficiently stretched, Cooper planted his feet firmly to the ground about a shoulder's width apart and twisted a little at the waist to loosen up some more. Maybe when the weather was transitioning from spring to summer instead of conjuring paint they could conjure water instead. He really just...wanted to have some lighthearted fun this term. Nothing too crazy...but the burden of responsibility he kept shoveling on to himself was becoming heavy even for his sturdy shoulders.
And maybe he and Mamie could rope some others into their little fun too. Ahem, ahem. Like a certain professor and little Nam meandering around nearby...
"So...we're on then?" he asked with a cheeky grin.
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