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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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severelyseverus
2009-01-25 12:02 pm UTC (link)

Once the barrage on Snape began, it did not seem to let up. Every time he turned around to see where an attack came from, he was hit again and again. He spun about, holding up his cloak, trying to avoid the icy missiles, but it was no use. He couldn't see, he couldn't concentrate, and eventually he couldn't keep his balance. Battered from all sides, he finally slipped and crumpled to the ground, letting out a cry of annoyance.

Now, of course, he was an easy target, and the snowballs kept coming. He knew he didn't deserve this, but he also knew it didn't matter. Was his revenge on Tonks worth this? He just wanted to get out of there, clear his head, and punish the lot of them. Gritting his teeth, and taking some more hits, the wizard stood up, concentrated, and disappeared from where he had been, reappearing instantly several yards away. That should buy him a few seconds with the muggles, who were bound to be confused by Apparation. Now for some quick revenge. He glared at Tonks.

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