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Tonks, if you please (tonks_please) wrote in mirage_rpg,

Alright, no one had ever accused Tonks of being anything but a bit of a brat. After being hit from several different angles, she decided that she needed more people in this fight. Sure, it was fun as it was, but more people would make it just that much more awesome. So she quickly made a plan and set it into motion.

With a quick wave to Marcus and a laughing promise to get him later, she gathered up her snowballs and cast a freezing charm on them. Then, she took off. She was only gone for a couple of minutes, really, but when she came back, she had people hot on her heels. Her plan had worked... now she just had to keep them from killing her. See, she'd run through the main building, pelting snowballs at each and every person she'd come across.

Panting, she ran up to the fort she'd been at before, waving jauntily to Marcus. Several snowballs went whizzing by her head, but she dodged them. "I think Snape's gonna kill me!" She announced in general, and in fact, the dark-robed wizard was hot on her heels. She wasn't too concerned, though. Surely, he wouldn't resort to homicide in front of all these witnesses. She hoped.

"Now, let's see about that, then!" She called across to her lover Marcus, picking up a hunk of snow, compacting it into a ball, and tossing it at his face. Soon, she had several more in the air, aimed for people all over. She wasn't really too picky about where they went, though she did give her new friend Mercy a mock-dirty look and toss one her way. Just because it had hit the dark haired girl instead of her didn't change the fact that it had been launched her way in the first place. Snape, though she knew it was dangerous, she pretty much ignored.