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Doreen Green ([info]squirrelpower) wrote in [info]chances_rpg,
@ 2021-12-06 20:51:00
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Who: Dee Green and Ron Weasley
What: Elf Battling
Where: The High School Courtyard
When: Monday Afternoon.



On Monday’s, Dee tended to stay a little late to get a little help with her studies. She hadn’t had the best relationship when it came to school. Back home, she spent a lot of her nights training and patrolling the streets with Kamala, during the day she was half asleep and bored out of her brain, with no ability to control herself. Studying was hard for her, but Dr. B and Professor Winter Soldier had been helping her a lot.

“Lets go, Tips.” Dee said, and she swung her bag over her shoulders and headed out into the bright sun of the courtyard. She was humming to herself, practically bouncing when she spotted a handful of others, she stayed towards the outskirts, knowing that these same kids tends to make fun of her… She could already hear the snickering, at least, until she heard the screaming and commotion as the group split in terror.

Elves had popped up from seemingly nowhere. Dee dropped her bag immediately, and let out a chittering sound to summon more squirrels. “Watch out, behind you!” Dee shouted at a red head who didn’t seem to be paying attention. Tippy leaped off of her, onto the shoulders of the ginger boy, before leading against onto the elf, biting it until it popped into glitter.

“Are you okay?” Dee she asked him, her eyes scanning for other little creatures.


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