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*Nordic Witch* · 09-28-2024, 01:39 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Marion Burbage

“You are all doing siiiiiiiiiiiiimply amazingly. We’ll continue here for a bit more before calling it a day. Oh and either will suffice, Mr. JT. Do whichever you feel most comfortable with whether that is with your gloved hands or with your wand.”

'Mr JT.' At the sound of his name he involuntarily flinched and not very subtley either. He couldn't help it. He should be used to the school ghosts by now, but this particular female ghost just gave him the chills. Watering his lips to buy himself some much need time JT raised his head and eyes to reply to the ghostly professor in what he hoped was a nice and respectful manner. "Thank you Madam Burbage I'll do that. I'll use my wand if the shrubbery proves to be very difficult to weed out with just my hands."

Quote:

Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19

“Call me Ary, JT.” Oh? The younger guy had experiences with gnomes? “They really aren’t that bad, just can be pesky, I suppose since they continuously return to where they were evicted from.”

Flexing his gloved fingers, the fourth year continued in response to TJ. “Maybe a combination of both? It’s okay if you don’t know many spells that’ll help though. Doing the work manually won’t be bad.” Or at least, it shouldn’t. But like Professor Burbage said, it was up to the person to decide what they were comfy with.

“Hmm. We can start right here indeed… those benches under all those vines are closest.” Ary led the way over to them and immediately got to work by tugging vines from the seating apparatus. This proved sort of difficult since the vines were so thick, a mix of fresh and dead pieces. “Might work better if we cut these vines into pieces. The Severing Charm would work, right?” he asked his friends. “Do you know that one, JT?” Ary questioned, not really registering the rustling at that moment. However, the flash of colour had him looking around. “Did anyone see that?” The guy was bewildered, thinking it had just been his imagination. What was not apparently, was the growing rustling.

And yes. The red and yellow hints were completely missed.

Turning to the older snake boy he blushed tomato red. "I uh of course Ary. I shall do that." Going over to the benches to start on weeding out the vines alongside Ary and Bry he nodded "Yes, gnomes tend to do that. They are like magnetes. They always come back to a place even if you make them leave." They were pesky as Ary labeled them, but in JT's opinion there weren't anything evil in the gnomes. They were just a bit of a pain in yards.

Tugging a very thick vine out from under the benches, JT cast a glance sideways at Ary. "Yes, I know it. Diffindo, right? We learned it last year in charms class." Or was it herbology? Some rustling got him to look more closely at the vine he was holding, but it was still so maybe he imagined it? Hearing Ary's bewildered question JT cast glances around them and shrugged "Nope, what did you see?" The flash of red, and more intense rustling from the bushes went unnoticed by this snake boy.

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Originally Posted by The Narrator

The tangled embrace that was the overgrown garden high up in the Astronomy Tower was about to become a little less warm and fuzzy and much more ... chaotic.

A riot of color that clashed and collided like a playful storm as lively fungi burst forth from the bush the house elf Nimma leaped into, a visual akin to any naughty person who had ever stuck a stick into the entrance of an ant hill. Vibrant caps of red and white with yellow spots soared high as they sprung into action while others remained a respectable skip just above the grass and moss, each one contributing to the enchanting pandemonium while flinging themselves towards students, house elf, and surrounding flora alike.

Feeling a disturbance in ~~the force~~ the flora, purple bulbs in various sizes fled their hiding and resting places, ricocheting unpredictably in a different direction with each bounce. Some bounced off the exterior wall and others tree trunks and dried shrubs towards nearby observers, some cruelly bouncing their way right into the food displays and sending breakfast delights into the air like they were fireworks launched into the sky.

Twisting tentacles of lush green color swayed and seemed to reach out for each contributor to the kaleidoscope of colorful motion that created a chaotic playground in the Tower Patch, batting at them like a kneazle after string. Or was it that they were trying to ensnare them as well as any nearby feet? Good thing that the brilliant canvas painted above in soft blue, dotted with fluffy white clouds that drifted lazily on the crisp autumn breeze was the perfect setting to get a nice clear look at things.

"Watch out!" JT manged to shout out before chaos broke loose in a frenzy of caps of red, and white fungi that erupted from the bushes, and just suddenly filled the whole tower patch. Within seconds he was pelted in the face, and on his arms with floral bulbs causing him to throw his hands up to shield his eyes. "How do we stop this?" JT called out to nobody in particular, as he looked around for cover. Would he be deemed a hare if he ducked, and hid under the benches? Before he could move in any direction though he looked down with slight panic at the tentacles that now were encircling his feet. "Erm, I need some help over here!" He called out to Ary and Bry or whomever was closest.

09-28-2024, 01:39 PM	#32 (permalink)
Nordic Witch Grindylow Join Date: Sep 2005 Location: [GMT + 1] Posts: 14,053 Hogwarts RPG Name: Rose Snakebark Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: JT Forsfelle Slytherin Second Year Ministry Department Head: Violet Fawley Ecological Protection x3	Swedishfish Girl! Madame Librarian! Jess's Soul Sister! Sweetest Swede! Quote: Originally Posted by Marion Burbage “You are all doing siiiiiiiiiiiiimply amazingly. We’ll continue here for a bit more before calling it a day. Oh and either will suffice, Mr. JT. Do whichever you feel most comfortable with whether that is with your gloved hands or with your wand.” 'Mr JT.' At the sound of his name he involuntarily flinched and not very subtley either. He couldn't help it. He should be used to the school ghosts by now, but this particular female ghost just gave him the chills. Watering his lips to buy himself some much need time JT raised his head and eyes to reply to the ghostly professor in what he hoped was a nice and respectful manner. "Thank you Madam Burbage I'll do that. I'll use my wand if the shrubbery proves to be very difficult to weed out with just my hands." Quote: Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 “Call me Ary, JT.” Oh? The younger guy had experiences with gnomes? “They really aren’t that bad, just can be pesky, I suppose since they continuously return to where they were evicted from.” Flexing his gloved fingers, the fourth year continued in response to TJ. “Maybe a combination of both? It’s okay if you don’t know many spells that’ll help though. Doing the work manually won’t be bad.” Or at least, it shouldn’t. But like Professor Burbage said, it was up to the person to decide what they were comfy with. “Hmm. We can start right here indeed… those benches under all those vines are closest.” Ary led the way over to them and immediately got to work by tugging vines from the seating apparatus. This proved sort of difficult since the vines were so thick, a mix of fresh and dead pieces. “Might work better if we cut these vines into pieces. The Severing Charm would work, right?” he asked his friends. “Do you know that one, JT?” Ary questioned, not really registering the rustling at that moment. However, the flash of colour had him looking around. “Did anyone see that?” The guy was bewildered, thinking it had just been his imagination. What was not apparently, was the growing rustling. And yes. The red and yellow hints were completely missed. Turning to the older snake boy he blushed tomato red. "I uh of course Ary. I shall do that." Going over to the benches to start on weeding out the vines alongside Ary and Bry he nodded "Yes, gnomes tend to do that. They are like magnetes. They always come back to a place even if you make them leave." They were pesky as Ary labeled them, but in JT's opinion there weren't anything evil in the gnomes. They were just a bit of a pain in yards. Tugging a very thick vine out from under the benches, JT cast a glance sideways at Ary. "Yes, I know it. Diffindo, right? We learned it last year in charms class." Or was it herbology? Some rustling got him to look more closely at the vine he was holding, but it was still so maybe he imagined it? Hearing Ary's bewildered question JT cast glances around them and shrugged "Nope, what did you see?" The flash of red, and more intense rustling from the bushes went unnoticed by this snake boy. Quote: Originally Posted by The Narrator The tangled embrace that was the overgrown garden high up in the Astronomy Tower was about to become a little less warm and fuzzy and much more ... chaotic. A riot of color that clashed and collided like a playful storm as lively fungi burst forth from the bush the house elf Nimma leaped into, a visual akin to any naughty person who had ever stuck a stick into the entrance of an ant hill. Vibrant caps of red and white with yellow spots soared high as they sprung into action while others remained a respectable skip just above the grass and moss, each one contributing to the enchanting pandemonium while flinging themselves towards students, house elf, and surrounding flora alike. Feeling a disturbance in ~~the force~~ the flora, purple bulbs in various sizes fled their hiding and resting places, ricocheting unpredictably in a different direction with each bounce. Some bounced off the exterior wall and others tree trunks and dried shrubs towards nearby observers, some cruelly bouncing their way right into the food displays and sending breakfast delights into the air like they were fireworks launched into the sky. Twisting tentacles of lush green color swayed and seemed to reach out for each contributor to the kaleidoscope of colorful motion that created a chaotic playground in the Tower Patch, batting at them like a kneazle after string. Or was it that they were trying to ensnare them as well as any nearby feet? Good thing that the brilliant canvas painted above in soft blue, dotted with fluffy white clouds that drifted lazily on the crisp autumn breeze was the perfect setting to get a nice clear look at things. "Watch out!" JT manged to shout out before chaos broke loose in a frenzy of caps of red, and white fungi that erupted from the bushes, and just suddenly filled the whole tower patch. Within seconds he was pelted in the face, and on his arms with floral bulbs causing him to throw his hands up to shield his eyes. "How do we stop this?" JT called out to nobody in particular, as he looked around for cover. Would he be deemed a hare if he ducked, and hid under the benches? Before he could move in any direction though he looked down with slight panic at the tentacles that now were encircling his feet. "Erm, I need some help over here!" He called out to Ary and Bry or whomever was closest. __________________