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Tonks, if you please (tonks_please) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2009-01-22 11:04:00

Entry tags:

complete, day 30, group activity, gwen cooper, haruka tenoh, nymphadora tonks, vaarsuvius

WHO: Tonks, Gwen Cooper, Haruka Ten'ou, Vaarsuvius
WHAT: Group activities - Jet Skiing
WHEN: Day 30, early afternoon
WHERE: The lake
RATING: PG?
STATUS: Complete

She'd been having a blast the last couple of days, no doubt about it. Okay, so she did feel a little bit guilty for the fact that she hadn't even remotely been trying to escape, but there was too much fun to be had. Today, though, she would track Marcus down and they would see about getting off this rock. Although maybe she could trip him back into bed first, that sounded like a good idea to her...

With these pleasant thoughts in mind, she opened her door. And was immediately confronted with the note that had been posted there. She sighed softly. "Really? Again?" She knew what the thing was before even opening it. Though she complained, something in her dark eyes and sudden grin implied that she wasn't really upset. She actually really enjoyed the group activities, though she would probably deny it.

She had time for breakfast, or rather brunch, before she was to be there. She dressed quickly and then headed out. Though she was more often than note late, she was actually the first one to arrive at the lake front. There was some strange muggle machines there, and she looked at them curiously as she waited. The light breeze blew her hair, purple today, around, and she tucked it impatiently behind her ear.

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	coopergwen 2009-01-28 11:51 pm UTC (link)
	"Be fair to the fact two of us are not like you!" Gwen had to smile for a change. "But if I remember right there is usually a starter on these things from what Rhys explained that one time" as Gwen went to locating something to start whatever this machine was. "Think along the lines of cars or the local equal!" as she pointed to what she figured was the starter. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

kaze_ni_naru
2009-01-29 03:05 pm UTC (link)

Haruka looked across at the elf. "It's not for our entertainment, Vaarsuvius-san," she said, "it's meant for us all to enjoy together. It won't be that bad." She watched in amazement as both Vaarsuvius and Tonks performed some bit of magic to make themselves water-repellent. "That's really handy," she said, shaking her head and grinning at Gwen's statement, "even if it does tilt the odds just a bit in your favor. Of course, you'll probably need it, since you're racing me." She smirked as she walked over to the nearest jet-ski.

With a laugh at the odd word Tonks used, Haruka shook her head and mounted the jet-ski. She looked down at the controls. Shouldn't be too different from the snowmobile, she figured as she turned the engine on. "I should warn you," she said, looking around the group, "I race in formula one and motocross for a living." She started her jet-ski forward, but slowly, as she got a feel for the machine and its maneuverability.

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vaarsuvius
2009-01-30 07:13 am UTC (link)

Vaarsuvius raised a single eyebrow at Tonks's enthusiasm, and very causal use of magic. Probably a sorcerer - she seems like the type to be doing magic based on charm alone.

"I would not dream of using magic for an unfair advantage in a minor contest such as this." s/he said in response to her admonishment. "Magic is too great a force to waste on such trivial contests."

S/he watched as Haruka mounted the strange contraption and turn something that caused the machine to sputter to life. V picked out one of the machines and tried to mount it like the girl had, only to find it dipped and tilted, nearly dumping him/her into the shallow water V was forced to scramble onto the thing is an most undignified way. Muttering elven curses s/he got arranged and balanced. It was like a much smaller version of the ships they had fled Azure City on; constantly rocking with the motion of the water.

Taking a deep breath, s/he turned the key, and had to make a mad grab for the handlebars as the machine jerked forward. It took a few minutes to get the crazy thing under control, during which time the jet-ski careened crazilly, though thankfully not too fast, though the water. His/her mouth set in a thin, disapproving line V brought the machine back around to where the others were.

"I suppose" s/he said dryly, "That there's no point in trying to leave?"

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