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Left step two three. Right step one two. Forward and skip to the left. Cha cha cha. NO! Now was not the time to think of the Chacha, even though she was moving around so much it must've looked as if she was dancing some complicated tribal dance, what with her weird skin tone and crazy footwork.
Nevertheless, Ivory prioritized her thoughts and concentrated on her shield as she kept herself light on her feet and moved around trying to not stay in one place too long, that's how she'd lost her first ever duel and it wasn't going to happen again. No siree Bob...whoever he was.
Smiling in satisfaction as she saw the earth explode upwards, Ivory had merely a second to smile a cheshire cat smile (and a curious glance at Evelyn's little dirt pile) before she heard the Slytherin's voice reach her just as she saw her take a hop forward, her wand aimed straight at her.
Had she not already kept her shield up for the better part of more then a minute (A fact Sir Lawson would've been proud of) Ivory might've had a chance at completely deflecting the leg locker curse but as it was just shy of two minutes her shield was already waning, causing the spell to stream straight through albeit a bit dilutely.
Oh Merlin's Big Toe...her legs had snapped together a big sluggishly but were immobile nevertheless.
Sighing she resisted the urge to groan as she hopped a few feet this way and that. But then, right when she was about to dispell the effects of the curse, her opponent's wand came up once more and although for a second Ivory felt a moment of panic it quickly passed as she heard the spells the Slytherin had aimed at her. Feeling just a bit confident now since she knew she'd encountered this before.
Smiling in preparation, and ignoring her locked legs for now, she concentrated on her shield, since odds were the stunning spell would hit first.
Bring her wand up in a firm upward flick, she pronounced the incantation as confidently as she could. "Protego!"
Sure enough the jet of blue light hit her shield front and center its aim so true that Ivory doubted that if it hadn't been for the practice with Lawson, she never would've had a strong enough shield for it. Against her will, she felt a grudging sort of respect for the other girl...but by all means that did not mean she liked her.
Now for the birds about to peck her to death...
Remembering her duel in the dueling arena, where Gold had sent a volley of birds much like these (although they'd been blue and not quite so sinister looking) Ivory brought up her wand and jabbed with the smallest flick at the last possible second just when they'd begun to swarm around her.
"Immobulus!"
In her mind a giant PAUSE button seemed to have been hit.
And just like then, all the birds held still in mid flight as if they were hummingbirds and merely flying in place not only not attacking her, and heaven forbid pooping on her but also obscuring her from view.
Sound maybe check. Sight check for now...sort of.
Hoping the Muffliato was still in play Ivory peeked through the birds and aimed her wand with a well thought out Babbling Curse. Not only would it be good for laughs and maybe rouse a few more gamblers to their arena but maybe even enough distraction to fix her legs so she wouldn't fall...fall...hmmm.
Bending ever so slightly to aim, at a point a little in front of the Slytherin, Ivory cast a Trip Jinx for good measure...juuust in case she tried to come forward a bit to see through the birds or maybe as a reserve for later.
And with that she brought up her shield again."Protego!"here really was no better friend in a duel.
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