Okay bruises she could deal with. Riding and taking care of horses wasn't exactly tasks that kept you from harm. Even if she had thankfully never been fully thrown from a horse. The loosing gravity was another thing. It would be like flying...without the help of a broom and certainly an added dimension to the upcoming activity that Ellura hadn't expected. But now was not the time to be a coward about it.

The third year listened to the professor lay out the final instructions for the task at hand, paying careful attention so she wouldn't mess up. Ellura then bit her lip as she took hold of the nearest desk, preparing for the change in atmosphere which came none to gently. Her feet came off the ground and her fingers slowly but surely slipped from her grip on the desk as her body became nearly horizontal in the air in the process.

Three...two...one...let go.

The girl obeying her mind and letting her body float up a little more as she righted herself vertical. Now she just had to catch the meteors and NOT bump into anything...or anyone for that matter.