10-30-2009, 04:23 AM
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| Moke
Join Date: Aug 2009 Location: Amongst Magic
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Zara Gwendolyn Monroe Sixth Year
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| Atypical Ravenclaw Bookworm // Hair Flipper Pro / / the edgy starbuckian // Hot Messie Quote:
Originally Posted by demented_grave_digger Vindictus had one snowball left and zoomed directly at Reese. He aimed for her side and let the snowball fly. Then he screeched to a halt in the sky and hovered over the practice pitch as he brought his officiating whistle to his lips. TWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET!
"Snowball fight's OVER!" he called out. "Anyone who continues to throw snowballs will be stunned or jinxed by Willow. Land and place your brooms on the broom rack. Homework will be posted before the moon rises."
Satisfied that the students heard him, Vindictus flew down to where Plymouth and Tibi were standing near Willow. "Tibi and Plym - can you check the snowbanks for anyone who might have crashed? I see a broomstick over there." He was pointing to an upright broomstick with two feet sticking out of a snowbank almost twenty feet away.
What he didn't know was that the feet belonged to LouAnn. Hearing the sound of the whistle, Mina frowned a little. I was having fun...but I am a bit cold. Yes, the attention span of an eleven year-old was a funny thing. Gripping the broom tightly, she steered her want toward the ground. Landing gently, she swung her legs over the broom and made contact with the ground again. Shaking her head, she removed what was left of the snow in her hair and headed over to return the broom to its rightful home on the rack. Quote:
Originally Posted by demented_grave_digger Vindictus had been watching from a distance as several students rushed over to the snowbank he pointed out to Plym and Tibi who remained immovable next to him. Then he saw LouAnn freed from the snow.
She was blue.
And stiff as a board.
Oh, noes!
"PURPLE'S TURNED BLUE! SHE'S A GRYFFINCICLE! HELP! SOMEONE USE A WARMING SPELL!" he shouted and nearly knocked over Tibi and Plymouth as he ran through the snow to where the frozen Gryffincicle lay. Walking back toward the field, she noticed a small group. Wonder what's going on? Slowly, she walked up to get a closer look. Yes, she was a bit nosey at times but she was interested none the less. Peeking around her professor she noticed the very BLUE Gryiffindor. "Is she okay?" she asked very quietly, so quietly she wouldn't be surprised if no one heard her. |
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