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| astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Still TRYING to focus (if it wasn't his metal charming projects it was OWLs to distracted from the obscene peer pressure this whole stupid dance thing was thrusting upon him - which was really rude. It was OWL year, for Dumbledore's sake!), THE Atlas became acutely aware of the movement of his papers as he reached for the stack only to find it not where he had left it. In fact, it was all the way on the other side of the table now with a set of six very mechanical legs. Sighing and getting his wand out to summon them, and Pandora, back to himself, Atlas pulled his wand from his robe's pocket and was just about to cast when he heard the sound of his brother screaming.
Screaming his name, nonetheless.
Head snapping around, and his papers and studying arrangement flying in every which direction thanks to the woosh of air his movements had caused, Atlas found his brother floating...and some boy grinning like a cocky hyena up at him. "ANTEOCULATIA!" he spat, seeing red and thrusting his wand in the direction of the other boy. Aries would be fine hanging out there for a bit. First course of action was obviously incapacitation.
__________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back.........................................
But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... 
The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony
My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like |
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