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SilverTiger · 09-12-2011, 10:09 AM

Okay, one last toadstool cap, then I can get out without any more scratches. Hopefully, Stella thought, making sure she was aware of where every pixie she could currently see was. She didn't want to be caught off guard again, even if she really didn't think it likely she wouldn't. Those pixies were sneaky little devils, and it seemed they were really possessive of the pepperminty toadstools. She was going to think of peppermint in a completely different way now. "Immobulus," she cast, as a pixie looked like it was bypassing her and aiming for her pocket and the two caps hidden inside. Maybe it could smell them, although she hoped not. Or at least that the peppermint smell would wear off after not too long. She didn't want her cardigan smelling minty for too long.

Double-checking to make sure the two caps were still inside, she then beelined for another toadstool, Stunning two more pixies that tried to block her way. There was no way she was going to be deterred, and she collapsed onto her knees as she reached for the cap. One twist and she had her third harvest done. Now to just deliver them, and then she could make her escape. Getting back to her feet, she snagged the strap of her bag again as she passed the spot she'd laid it down earlier, then swung it at four pixies zooming toward her. She was not going to be stopped, not when she was already done.

Heading for the box next, and the professor, she gave her a smile even as the scratch on her cheek stung again at the movement. "Here you go Professor Bentley. Three caps," she said, pulling the other two back out of her pocket and dropping them into the box along with the third. "I'm sorry if I might have hit a few pixies a bit too hard." Of course, she wasn't the CoMC professor, but who knew? Maybe they were still her pixies. "Class was certainly...interesting." And another pixie flew her way, as if it was taking its last stand. "Immobulus!" At that, and with another apologetic glance at Professor Bentley, she turned and headed out of the greenhouse and to relative safety. Maybe to get her scratch checked out, too, just in case pixie scratches were something to be concerned about. She didn't think so, but it paid to be careful.

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SilverTiger Crumple-Horned Snorkack Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: SoCal sighs(GMT-8) Posts: 111,280 Hogwarts RPG Name: Aurora Barrington Ravenclaw Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nico Diggory-Keighley Hufflepuff First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Simone Wild Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Noa LeCourt Gryffindor Fourth Year x5 x3	Post 3 (just to be careful, since idk when I'll be back online after sleep) Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict Okay, one last toadstool cap, then I can get out without any more scratches. Hopefully, Stella thought, making sure she was aware of where every pixie she could currently see was. She didn't want to be caught off guard again, even if she really didn't think it likely she wouldn't. Those pixies were sneaky little devils, and it seemed they were really possessive of the pepperminty toadstools. She was going to think of peppermint in a completely different way now. "Immobulus," she cast, as a pixie looked like it was bypassing her and aiming for her pocket and the two caps hidden inside. Maybe it could smell them, although she hoped not. Or at least that the peppermint smell would wear off after not too long. She didn't want her cardigan smelling minty for too long. Double-checking to make sure the two caps were still inside, she then beelined for another toadstool, Stunning two more pixies that tried to block her way. There was no way she was going to be deterred, and she collapsed onto her knees as she reached for the cap. One twist and she had her third harvest done. Now to just deliver them, and then she could make her escape. Getting back to her feet, she snagged the strap of her bag again as she passed the spot she'd laid it down earlier, then swung it at four pixies zooming toward her. She was not going to be stopped, not when she was already done. Heading for the box next, and the professor, she gave her a smile even as the scratch on her cheek stung again at the movement. "Here you go Professor Bentley. Three caps," she said, pulling the other two back out of her pocket and dropping them into the box along with the third. "I'm sorry if I might have hit a few pixies a bit too hard." Of course, she wasn't the CoMC professor, but who knew? Maybe they were still her pixies. "Class was certainly...interesting." And another pixie flew her way, as if it was taking its last stand. "Immobulus!" At that, and with another apologetic glance at Professor Bentley, she turned and headed out of the greenhouse and to relative safety. Maybe to get her scratch checked out, too, just in case pixie scratches were something to be concerned about. She didn't think so, but it paid to be careful. __________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me, at tea time, everybody agrees ...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥ ♥ ♥