07-09-2013, 02:56 AM
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 MO Moke
Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: Winterfell
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Gideon Emerson Slytherin Seventh Year
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| Who Am I? Ern's 2460FUN SPOILER!!: Pen :3 Quote:
Originally Posted by AlwaysSnapesGirl He STILL wasn't moving. For Merlin's sake. Why was this such a hard concept when it wasn't supposed to be? All he had to do was get up, and then the fight could resume if he really wanted to win that badly he wouldn't win, but she admired him for trying anyway. Just get UP. Up up and away. Something. He just needed to move somewhere that WASN'T on her because she was getting slowly buried in snow and it wasn't fun. Being cold was NOT enjoyable. "And I wanna END it! I'm freezing!" Surely he was too. He was the one with snow in his sleeve and OBVIOUSLY making HER sink further into snow was NOT helping HIS situation either. So y'know. Get up, yeah? After a few more moments of flailing his arm, the snow melted and Ascanius was free of the agony of the cold. Ugh, it was so wonderful and now he could bring on the fight TENFOLD. But when he looked down at his girlfriend he realized he already had. She was squished into the ground begging him to get up. Smirk. Yeah, who had won this, Pen? Him. That was who.
So he was going to draaaaag on this he-was-cold-routine until he won. 'Cause that was how it was done in Essex and also because, well, he was a Slytherin. They won because they were the best. Pfft.
Ascanius continued to flail with this thought in mind and dramatically continued, "Cold! Really, really cold. HOLD STILL!" Or give up. Whichever came first. Smirk.
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