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Celandine "Ouch." Celandine eyed the cuffs in displeasure and nodded. "Booby trapped for sure." She held her wrist up and examined it thoughtfully.
Celandine looked up as the sleet started to fall, and realised with the wind, the umbrella would do nothing. She turned her head to look around for inspiration. "I have an idea." She gave Daphne a tug over to the nearest desk.
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Celandine couldn't help but shoot a little glance at Copernicus as she tugged Daphne over. She pointed her wand at the desk, "Engorgio!" And the desk grew just large enough for them both to crawl under and be sheltered enough to focus. No crazy spells here.
She got on her knees and crawled under, tugging Daphne with her and wincing at the tightness of the cuffs.
Copernicus Kettleburn thought he was so clever.
Just when she was about to inform Kettleburn just how much she did not care about his relationship status, the wind started to blow and Daphne wrinkled her nose at a stray snowflake.
This was just
really ridiculous now.
Ditching the umbrella, Daphne dropped it where they stood and trudged behind Celandine, their handcuffs kept them attached, so she moved clumsily even as she joined Celandine underneath the enlarged desk. Blinking out at the snow, Miss Hopton shuddered. "What's next? Hail?" Or...a tornado.
"Do you want to try modifying the sponge knee curse for our knuckles?" stuttered Daphne, tucking her legs underneath her body for warmth as she sat on the cold (and wet) floor. "Unless..." Tapping the handcuffs cautiously, Daphne tried to spot any other booby traps.
It wouldn't do to cut off their circulation entirely.