Rhiannon Saunders | K I N D L E (geek_goddess) wrote in marvel_mashup, |
"We need your expertise at the entrance of the labyrinth."
"Bring your glasses."
That could only mean one thing: trouble at Hogwarts.
Rhiannon pulled on a black pair of stretch pants and snatched a robe from her (woefully disorganized) closet, before slipping on a pair of round frame. She stood in front of a mirror to pull her hair back into a ponytail and check her barely-there make-up. The red hair and lady parts might have shattered the illusion of a proper Harry Potter, but whose to say Harriet Potter wouldn't have had red hair?
Satisfied, the pyrokine raced out of her room and took the stairs two at a time.
LARPing was one of Rhia's favorite past times; it allowed her to relive the childhood that eluded her when she was younger.
The sight of Brian and Eva in their robes when she arrived at the entrance of the labyrinth made an infectious grin break out on her face. She couldn't help if the sight of the pair as Dumbledore and McGonagall made her nerdy heart go doki-doki. Not to mention the other three decked out in their Twiwizard best. It was a thrill.
Forge was probably around somewhere too. The Native surprised her with his participation in such things. He had always seemed rather serious to her.
Rhia nabbed the Potter jersey and then the wand that was offered to her. (She took the time to pull the shirt on over her head, first.)
"Let's do this," Rhia said, pushing the glasses she wore back up her nose.