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Lockhartian · 05-09-2012, 05:50 PM

Text Cut: Spike!

The uncertainty in his voice convinced her. But she still listened to every single word Spike had to say. Actually, she would've trusted him, even after mentioning she'd feel safer doing this herself. That wasn't the case at all. The safety issue wasn't too important when one of the carts some of the other students had built crashed against a tree. Bludgers hurt more than that. However, whatever the outcome of that minor accident with the cart was, her attention remained on their own cart and on Spike. "Okay, I'll do it," she said, smiling all the way.

And no, she didn't fail to listen to the Professor about how a stick was now their finish line, nor did she miss seeing the woman running towards the runaway cart people in the fortune teller outfit. Mind you, it was funny, hopefully everyone was alright.

But back to their cart.

Her smile widened as he listened to him. He knew what he was talking about. She definitely could do the whole charm work. "No, no, how you placed them is fine." She nodded...and since his hands were holding it all together --were there?-- she flicked her wand again at each of the pieces of wood that held the wheels, and two 'Adhaero' secured them to the base.

"Now the walls, yes? And where do you want the handle to be?" He was the one pulling, after all.

05-09-2012, 05:50 PM	#301 (permalink)
Lockhartian Kappa Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: The Eyrie Posts: 14,982 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ashton P. Walker First Year x11 x11	Post 4 Eagle Eye [⅓ Badger Trio] Felon & Kafka ♥ Gilderoy Lockhart <3 [TEAM 947!] Text Cut: Spike! Quote: Originally Posted by hermygirl He balanced the base against his leg, and watched he curiously as she went to fetch more wood. What was that for? He was all for aesthetics, but speed and weight were priority here... On her demonstration, however, all soon became clear. "Sounds good," he confirmed with a nod of his head, and subsequent bounce of his curls. He watched her stick the wheels as suggested together, before laying the base in front of her. "I guess...I could have a go?" Spike said hesitantly. "But I can't guarantee the strength of my sticking." As in, there was a high possibility of wheels and wagon not going together when he started pulling. "You might feel, well, safer, having done them yourself." He didn't trust himself to charm his turban in place, so he didn't know why she would trust him sticking wheels to the bottom of their cart. "Before that though, we need to decide how far the wheels need to apart. Say, a handspan in from either end?" That would be just a bit wider than the wheels on a skateboard, right? He placed his right hand on the base to measure it out roughly and put the axle of the wheels in place. "That'd be about there. Though, maybe the front wheels should be a bit further back to allow for easier pulling?" The uncertainty in his voice convinced her. But she still listened to every single word Spike had to say. Actually, she would've trusted him, even after mentioning she'd feel safer doing this herself. That wasn't the case at all. The safety issue wasn't too important when one of the carts some of the other students had built crashed against a tree. Bludgers hurt more than that. However, whatever the outcome of that minor accident with the cart was, her attention remained on their own cart and on Spike. "Okay, I'll do it," she said, smiling all the way. And no, she didn't fail to listen to the Professor about how a stick was now their finish line, nor did she miss seeing the woman running towards the runaway cart people in the fortune teller outfit. Mind you, it was funny, hopefully everyone was alright. But back to their cart. Her smile widened as he listened to him. He knew what he was talking about. She definitely could do the whole charm work. "No, no, how you placed them is fine." She nodded...and since his hands were holding it all together --were there?-- she flicked her wand again at each of the pieces of wood that held the wheels, and two 'Adhaero' secured them to the base. "Now the walls, yes? And where do you want the handle to be?" He was the one pulling, after all.