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Post by Aidana Hawkins on May 27, 2005 23:01:31 GMT
Aidana saw a hand stretched out in front of her, and took it. She smiled as Faerlain forgave her, and seemed to be disregarding the rules herself. She took the bowl of pudding, and decided to join in. There was one person in particular who she wanted to hit.
" Of course Faerlain! I never saw you here," she said to the girl before she left. Then Aidana wondered, did any of the Prefects actually enforce the rules? It didn't seem so. Bowl of pudding securely in her hand, Aidana dove under the Hufflepuff table. She was safe here for the moment. It seemed like now, everybody was getting into the food fight. She put them in the back of her mind, and looked around for a flash of red.
He should be close... There! She saw Aylen jump onto the table and nail a few people. He then jumped back under the protection of the table. She grinned wickedly, she would have to attack stealthily to get him. She slowly came out from under the Hufflepuff table, geting hit with three different kinds of cake. Taking no notice, she slowly eased herself under the Ravenclaw table next to herself. If there was one thing she learned, it was that silence was the best attack. Crawling under the table, she could see a bright mass of red. That could only be his hair. She slunk up behind him and raised the bowl over his head. In one swift motion she tilted the bowl, and gooey chocolately goodness flooded his hiar, making it one sticky mess. She slammed the bowl on top of his head, hoping to disorient him for a few seconds. She then pushed herself backwards as to get out of his range. Laying down flat, she rolled out from under the table. Once safely under the Gryffindor table, she relaxed. She smirked to herself, a job well done. How mant times now did Aylen have things poured over his head on her account?
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Astra
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Post by Astra on May 27, 2005 23:14:46 GMT
Amaia saw a bowl of food coming at her. It was filled with some very strange, very disgusting looking mixture. She tried to move out of the way, but still got splattered with the stuff. Fortunately, the bowl itself missed her and she avoided a nice shot at a concussion. Unable to see any longer, she threw the rest of her carrots blindly to the left and felt her way to the safety underneath the table.
She wiped the gooey potatoish mash from her eyes and assesed the damage. She was going to need a shower later, most definately. She jumped back out from under the table, spotted a girl with red hair like herself (OOC: lotsa redhaired people here at magic horizons, ain't there?) dumping pudding all over Aylen, and she silently laughed.
Amaia grabbed a dressing drenched salad and threw it in a random direction.
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Post by Aylen Hawkins on May 29, 2005 14:35:27 GMT
Aylen was just about to change hiding places when a certain someone dumped pudding all over him. Before he had a chance to turn around, the pudding bowl itself was slammed on his head, giving him a chance to name some new constellations. How many times had things been poured on him because of Aidana? Too many to count.
As soon as he regained his bearings and got over his headache, he began to plan his revenge. He caught sight of banana cream pie and chuckled evilly...
3...2...1! He bolted for the Gryffindor table. By the time he arrived, he had various objects stuck on his pudding covered hair. "Hey, sis, take this!" He smashed the pan into her face, leaving it nicely decorated with cream.
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Post by Aidana Hawkins on May 29, 2005 22:34:40 GMT
Aidana relaxed, thinking she was safe. That was until her genetic relation smashed a pie into her face. Oh, not just any pie. It was a banana cream pie. She lifted up her left hand and wiped the excess cream off her face. Oh, he was going to pay. And this time, no extra food would be needed. She looked at the cream in her left and looked back at Aylen, her green eyes sparking.
" You know I hate banana cream pie you little weasel!!!" she yelled. She smashed the cream into his ear, but didn't stop there. She tackled him to the ground, and remembered. This was exactly how it used to be before when they were younger.
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Post by Aylen Hawkins on May 31, 2005 13:05:01 GMT
"You little weasel!" his sister yelled at him, and tackled him to the ground. Aylen tried his best to get out of his twin's grasp while attempting to clear out his ear at the same time.
"Gerroff!" he gasped between fits of laughter. They rolled out from under the table as they wrestled and were pelted with cake and frosting. Aylen managed to poke Aidana in the ribs trying to tickle her.
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Post by Ginerva Spring on Jun 6, 2005 23:51:27 GMT
Ginerva Spring walked down the school hallways with a quick step on her way to the Great Hall. She wasn’t headed to break up a fight or such, the new professor simply wanted to see her future students in a normal out-of-classroom environment. As she got closer to the Great Hall she heard a commotion. Sighing to herself she prepaired to put on her stern face and hurried into the hall.
What she saw next tickled something inside of her. For a second she thought she might have started to laugh, maybe have even joined into the scene at hand. “No!” She scolded herself in thought. Ginerva realized that as a young professor it wouldn’t be easy to command respect from her pupils so taking a deep breath she pulled out her wand and shouted, “Immobulus!”
Suddenly the food in the air that hadn’t reached its destination stopped in midair and Ginerva stepped forward to address the students involved, “What in Merlin’s name is going on here?” She demanded.
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Jesslin
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Post by Jesslin on Jun 7, 2005 1:51:53 GMT
The spud in Jesslin's hand was thrown ahead of her at two restlying red heads who looked remarkedly alike. Just as it left her hands the spell took hold of it, stopping it in midair, her fly path. Bam! her untouched ebony hair was was now caked with potato mash, leaving a trail of spud in her wake. The screams and yells died as most students turned to face the teacher or dove under the table to escape a detention.
The little faerie was now the only thing flying through the air so she spoted a relatively large chunk of food hovering in the air, caught by the spell and hid behind it. Why was it, in the midst of enjoyment that a teacher had to wave a wand and frown?
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Post by Aylen Hawkins on Jul 5, 2005 22:55:24 GMT
"It was him/her!" Several students responded, pointing in various directions, then scuttling to wherever they were supposed to be sitting pretending to be good little children. Aylen happened to be examining the effects of immobilized pudding after disentangling himself from his sister. "Hey, that was a nice spell, Professor," the redhead said desperately trying to avoid a detention. "Frozen pudding, now there's an idea..."
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Elorra
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Post by Elorra on Jul 8, 2005 8:40:48 GMT
Elorra walked into the Great Hall and gave off a little chuckle and shook her head at the sight in front of her "Ah... a food fight" said Elorra spreading her huge light purple wings for a moment and then closing them "I remember the last one I was in, come to think about it, I think I started the last one, and the one before that too" smile Elorra "Tis a pitty that I missed this one" smiled Elorra leaning up against the wall and looking at all of the food hanging in mid air, supported by a teacher's wand.
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