 Minor catchup + Team Centaur Rhibear ~ Madam Solo ~ Dark Brooding Girl ~ Accio Jedi ~ Gryffinclaw ~ Just a doll
Desiree felt like an idiot when the professor mentioned the Giant’s weak spots. How had she not thought of that?! She was so busy trying to think outside the box that she ignored the obvious answer! Well, there was nothing to be done about it now, so she followed the group to the open grassy patch. Her bright blue eyes scanned the area, taking in the odd assortment of items… potion bottles, boulders, crates, armor, bows, foam arrows and clubs. What could they be doing with all this stuff?
Her mood brightened when she heard it involved archery. She’d never tried it before, but it sounded fun! Plus, it reminded her of Princess Merida and the movie Brave. If she wasn’t already excited to try this activity, hearing that the armor exploded glitter when it was hit would’ve done it. See, professors? This was how to do a messy activity! No need for water or mud; if you’re going to get people dirty, do it in a pretty way!
Desiree was practically bouncing in place with anticipation, already formulating a strategy. She was small for her age and pretty agile from years of ballet class. She could probably hide behind something or else dodge the “giants” with her ballet moves. Then a thought occurred to her. What if she was a giant? Ohnononono! Then all her excitement would be for nothing! Fortunately, she was placed on Team Centaur.
She followed her teammates to collect her armor. Once she had it snugly fitted in place, she picked up a bow and arrows, trying to hold them the way Merida did in the movie. She spied a nearby crate to use as a practice target and aimed her arrow. It went a little too far to the left, grazing the crate’s top left corner. That wasn’t great, but it was better than she thought she’d do on the first try!
Before Desiree could grab another arrow to practice again, she saw Professor Fergersnout drop her handkerchief signaling the start of the “battle”. Wasting no time, she beelined for the nearest boulder and ducked behind it, bow and arrows in hand. She cautiously peered out from her hiding place, waiting to fire until the “giants” came closer.
__________________ 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... |