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Bellanina · 03-07-2011, 04:43 AM

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Originally Posted by AlexandraRamos

STEALTH.

His middle name.

Well, okay not really. It's James. But stealth it should be. Even though he really wasn't that stealthy at all. He liked to believe he was. Or try to be. So, as usual he was down in the kitchen corridor heading to the kitchen to pig out on some cupcakes. And, as usual he was acting like a ninja and making sure no one saw him. It's not for any particular reason. It's just become habit by now.

Sooo. Look over his shoulder, run to wall, look over shoulder again and JUMP ROLL over to the next wall. Wait. What was that? He thought he saw someone, but he wasn't sure. But should he blow his cover just to make sure?

No. The answer is no.
Rummaging in his pocket he took out what seemed to be one of the last dungbombs he owned. Careful not to make a sound or much of a movement, he threw it over to where he suspected the person might be standing. In two seconds, they'd be surrounded by stink so strong they'll have to reveal themselves.

At this hour Anastasia found her self falling asleep on her way back to her dormitory. Her eye lids were closing and she was scared she was going to pass out, seeing she wasn't used to going to bed this late but decided to be a bit of what she liked to call rebel and stay up a bit longer.

On her way back Anastasia got hit by what she assumed was a dungbomb which set of a nasty odor.
"Eeek" She cried. while dropping all her books to the floor including her book bag scattering everything and spilling her bottle of ink.
Her shriek filled the halls. As she plugged her nose while trying to wave away the smell, she could still smell through her plugged nose. She coughed.
Looking around to see who might have thrown it she saw nothing but empty halls. At this point she reeked and she had no time to look for the hooligan who done this, she ran as fast as she could to her dorm hoping the smell would wear off at the speed she was running. Half way to her dorm, Anastasia realized she had left her potions text book and had to fun back to "scene of the crime" Disgusted Anastasia crouched down to pick her her book and stuff then in her bag.

03-07-2011, 04:43 AM	#139 (permalink)
Bellanina Dementor Join Date: Jul 2009 Posts: 97 Hogwarts RPG Name: Anastasia Cooper Lerwick Sixth Year	Quote: Originally Posted by AlexandraRamos STEALTH. His middle name. Well, okay not really. It's James. But stealth it should be. Even though he really wasn't that stealthy at all. He liked to believe he was. Or try to be. So, as usual he was down in the kitchen corridor heading to the kitchen to pig out on some cupcakes. And, as usual he was acting like a ninja and making sure no one saw him. It's not for any particular reason. It's just become habit by now. Sooo. Look over his shoulder, run to wall, look over shoulder again and JUMP ROLL over to the next wall. Wait. What was that? He thought he saw someone, but he wasn't sure. But should he blow his cover just to make sure? No. The answer is no. Rummaging in his pocket he took out what seemed to be one of the last dungbombs he owned. Careful not to make a sound or much of a movement, he threw it over to where he suspected the person might be standing. In two seconds, they'd be surrounded by stink so strong they'll have to reveal themselves. At this hour Anastasia found her self falling asleep on her way back to her dormitory. Her eye lids were closing and she was scared she was going to pass out, seeing she wasn't used to going to bed this late but decided to be a bit of what she liked to call rebel and stay up a bit longer. On her way back Anastasia got hit by what she assumed was a dungbomb which set of a nasty odor. "Eeek" She cried. while dropping all her books to the floor including her book bag scattering everything and spilling her bottle of ink. Her shriek filled the halls. As she plugged her nose while trying to wave away the smell, she could still smell through her plugged nose. She coughed. Looking around to see who might have thrown it she saw nothing but empty halls. At this point she reeked and she had no time to look for the hooligan who done this, she ran as fast as she could to her dorm hoping the smell would wear off at the speed she was running. Half way to her dorm, Anastasia realized she had left her potions text book and had to fun back to "scene of the crime" Disgusted Anastasia crouched down to pick her her book and stuff then in her bag. Last edited by Bellanina; 03-07-2011 at 10:58 PM.