 Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
Flying fast on her Moontrimmer, Ninja!Mariel followed at a bit of a distance behind her Department Head on her own broom. She felt a bit odd in her ninja costume, but was told it was part of the deal.. besides, she wouldn't get recognized. Where was Lourdes? Merlin, the woman was fast on her broom and her green eyes strained for a moment trying to locate her before giving up. She was probably gone now which was a good thing anyway, meant she didn't get caught, right?
The young woman zoomed forward, flying at a breakneck speed towards the training site, her bag full of vegetables strapped to the back of her broom. The tomatoes had been sitting at her house for far too long and she was just about to vanish the near-rotting vegetables when she had gotten word of this assignment. What a perfect use of the soft and squishy tomatoes.. though she figured she'd let them sit outside on her veranda for a few more days to let them get nice and rotten. Cackle.
She slowed down just a hair as she saw people on the ground just ahead and she reached behind her to grab her bag full of rotting tomatoes. Not aiming for anyone specific, just the group in general, Mariel turned her bag over as she flew, emptying the contents towards the people below. Take that, suckers! Then she accelerated once again, flying faster to get the heck out of there.
__________________ started like a knight in a fairytale_______________________________________________
ended like a moth in flames______________________
______________________don't you worry I'll be fine
_________________________________________________you were good for the plot line |