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

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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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[info]coopergwen
2009-02-09 02:28 pm UTC (link)
Gwen decided to break out a trick she had picked up from watching Owen, for a minute feeling his voice snarking off in the back of her mind. "Time to use the Cardiff weevil evasive manuver" as she gunned the machine and easily pulled off the trick (more shocked she had without a header since she had only seen Owen use the move) and quickly catching up to the others.

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[info]kaze_ni_naru
2009-02-10 05:36 pm UTC (link)
She'd been right; the others were very close behind her. Tonks in the lead, with Gwen just about level with her, and Vaarsuvius just beyond Gwen. She felt the adrenaline surging through her veins, and grinned even more widely. Best feeling in the world, a close race like this, on a fast vehicle.

"This was the best idea ever!" she shouted across to Tonks. "Let's take it all the way!" She faced forward again and hit the accelerator, working to keep her lead as they headed toward the shore again. It was coming up fast.

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[info]vaarsuvius
2009-02-12 06:52 am UTC (link)
As much as s/he loathed to admit it, this was beginning to be a bit of fun. The contraption moved through the water faster than anything V had experienced before, and s/he had to admit it was a bit of a rush. Not, mind you, that s/he planed on ever admitting that to anyone.

S/he swerved suddenly to avoid a spray of water kicked up by Gwen's jet-ski, and managed to move right into the path of the spray from Tonks's machine as she jumped her machine ahead. The arc of water hit Vaarsuvius fully, and the elf was forced to slow down until s/he could wipe the water out of his/her eyes. His/her robes were soaked now, the fabric suddenly feeling three times heavier. V bit back an elven curse and focused on making it back to shore. Sooner s/he was back on shore, the sooner s/he could get dry.

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