 Mitsuki & Mercer (She's like NOPE! but her rper is loving this xD) Rhibear ~ Madam Solo ~ Dark Brooding Girl ~ Accio Jedi ~ Gryffinclaw ~ Just a doll
No no no no no! Desiree was not happy about this activity! She wasn’t dressed for water activity - her coveralls and hat were designed to keep dirt off her, not water. And getting wet was right up there with getting dirty on the list of things Desiree hated! She was a classic princess, not a mermaid like Ariel or a wayfinder like Moana… or even a tomboy who didn’t mind getting dirty like Merida! Why couldn’t the balloons be full of glitter instead? Or feathers? Or literally anything that wouldn’t mess up her hair and clothes? Even paintballs would be an improvement. At least those created pretty colorful patterns! And why in Merlin’s socks did Professor Devries look so excited about this?! Did he derive some sick pleasure in making his students look horrible?
There had to be some way around this! Maybe she could pretend to be sick… no, everyone would probably see through that. What if she cast Impervius on her hair and clothes as a precaution? She felt more confident in her wandwork than in her reaction time with a dragon scale. Was that cheating? If she could do it nonverbally, no one would ever have to know. She might have to risk it!
For now, she glanced around the area, mentally forming a plan. She was small for her age, so maybe she could hide behind the stools for cover. For once in her life, she wished she could still turn into a wombat. That would make hiding a lot easier! Mitsuki’s voice jerked her out of her thoughts, and she blinked.
She wanted to do what?! Desiree didn’t like the idea of more than one barrage of water balloons coming at her at a time, and thought she’d stand a better chance of outsmarting a younger student - and thus, staying dry. Then again, it would be rude to turn down an offer of partnership. An idea suddenly occurred to her. If she joined this group and went last with the shield, she could study her partners’ throwing styles ahead of time and be prepared. “Okay,” she replied with a nod. “If we’re going with that plan, I’d like to be the other thrower.” Please?
__________________ Old voices I had thought long since dead whisper of another life I might have led
If I could take that second chance, If I could make my life anew, If only dreams came true... |