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Tweak says, "Frelling goats!"

Tonks, if you please (tonks_please) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2009-01-17 13:44:00

Entry tags:

astor bennett, complete, day 29, faith lehane, illyana rasputin, marcus cole, mercy thompson, nymphadora tonks, sam winchester, severus snape, violet baudelaire

WHO: Tonks and Illyana, Marcus, Astor, Faith, Mercy, Violet, Snape, Sam, Andy (posting order)
WHAT: Snowball fight!
WHEN: Day 29, afternoon
WHERE: The snow forts
RATING: PG at most, I should think
STATUS: Complete

After showing Mercy around, she'd had a little bit of a run in with someone over the journals. But Tonks was nothing if not resilent, and she didn't let him hurt her feelings for long. Instead, she decided that exactly what she needed was some physical exercise. So she changed into some warmer clothing, swapping her normal t-shirt for a thick sweater, and then, she was off.

There were people there already, so Tonks picked a fort nearly at random and crouched behind it. The witch then spent quite a few moments simply packing snow into snowballs, but now she was ready. She had quite a pile to work with. Showing that she wasn't always clumsy, she clambered to the top of her chosen fort and cupped her hands around her mouth so her voice would project further. Of course, she could use magic, but that seemed like cheating somehow.

"Hey, guys! Let's get this going on!" As usual, her voice was full of good cheer and high spirits. And she immediately had to duck down as people from both sides flung snowballs at her. She had been a bit of an idiot, making herself such an easy target and then taunting everyone. Her uncharacteristic nimbleness went away very quickly under the rain of snowballs, and she half-fell half-slid back to her pile of snowballs. It was turning into a pretty fun fight, she thought. She was having a good time.

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tonks_please
2009-01-18 10:47 pm UTC (link)

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.

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