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Post by Isabell Davidson on May 19, 2011 13:38:12 GMT -5
"ESCAPEEE!!! CONVICT ON THE LOOOOSE!!" she yelped wildly, waving her hands in the air wildly. "SOUND THE ALARMS, CALL THE GUARDS SOMEEOOONEE!" she shouted, continuing her frenzy. HOW STRONG of him to be able to withstand the mighty pony tail. Oh nuuuus. Death was upon her, death and only more death. She whimpered to herself, frantically fidgeting trying to find a way out . She grabbed a handful of grass and tossed it at Derek, since it was the only thing she managed to grab that was around her. "SOMEBODYYYYY HE WILL KILL US ALLL" she chipped loudly, eyes scanning the ground wildly for anything else she could use to put this minion down.  |
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Post by Derek Foster on May 19, 2011 13:43:44 GMT -5
Once again Derek was caught in a panic situation. He hadn’t expected his small attempt to escape an easily breakable (albeit having not realized it earlier) would cause such a commotion. “Calm down!” Derek demanded, waving his hand around, things were not going well – at all. He looked around, trying to see any sign of anyone else in the area. It would look bad if there was anyone else, very bad. “I’m not going to kill anyone!” He retorted. Tension was building up and Derek wasn’t sure what else he could have done to fix the madness.
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Post by Isabell Davidson on May 19, 2011 13:54:40 GMT -5
"LIARR!!" she shook her head "YOU KILLED MY PONYTAIL HOLDER!!!" she shouted at him, pointing at her broken band laying on the floor miserably. RIP mr. Pony Tail holder . She flailed her arms some more, panicking. What to doo what to dooo. All she wanted to do was making him into a chicken to eaat. Was that so much to ask for. Was it so difficult to accept. Sniffley. She pulled out her wand and whished it back and forth for him to back off before tossing it at him. Nyyaaa. Hopefully magic would solve this dilemma!! |
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Post by Derek Foster on May 19, 2011 14:02:30 GMT -5
“Look, I’ll get you a new one,” Derek said in a moment of panic. Oh, he was not handling it well – not well at all. And then, there it was, the girl finally pulled out her wand and Derek, not knowing what to do and in the same time unable to think beyond ‘crap’ decided to close his eyes and brace himself for what was coming. Only, nothing happened, nothing other than having the girl throwing her wand at him. “Or, I can fix it?” Derek said, looking at the girl before slowly pulling his own wand and pointed it towards the broken string of, he wasn’t sure what it was. “Reparo,” He muttered and prayed that it would work. Luckily for him, it worked. “There, all better,” He said, picking up the string as well as the girl’s wand and handed it back to her.
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Post by Isabell Davidson on May 19, 2011 14:15:14 GMT -5
"EGAD!" she shouted, crouching down and covering her head with her arms. HE WAS GOING TO KILL HER HE WAS HE WAS! Several moments passed by as she waited for her impending doom.. only to find she was still breathing. Slowly she peeked her eyes open and saw him handing her the ponytail holder and her wand. This meant only one thing......... ......... ................. THIS WAS DARK MAGIC!!!! And a warning that he would rearrange her face if she messed with him further.  Isabell stumbled back, tripping and falling onto the ground. She shielded her face from evil and shouted "NOOOO!!!! POISONN!~!!" IT HAD TO BE POISONOUS. NYAAAA! She kicked her legs about incase he edged closer. |
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Derek Foster
Ravenclaw
Third Year
Virescit Vulnere Virtus
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Post by Derek Foster on May 19, 2011 14:21:38 GMT -5
Derek knew that he cannot panic, but under the circumstances, who could really blame him if he did. There was a mad girl first attacking him and now treating him as if he was causing her harm or at least going to cause her harm. “No it’s not,” Derek stated dejectedly. He was running out of ideas of what to say or do as he stood holding out the girl’s items in his hands. “It’s a charm to repair broken things, you learn in Charms class,” He stated, it wasn’t new. He remembered learning it in his first year, or maybe second.
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Isabell stumbled back, tripping and falling onto the ground. She shielded her face from evil and shouted "NOOOO!!!! POISONN!~!!" IT HAD TO BE POISONOUS. NYAAAA! She kicked her legs about incase he edged closer.