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Dylan was BALD.

Cracking up here, okay?

He totally deserved it. He BROKE her ARM. "Revertoscutum!" His spells bounced harmlessly off her shield, but Alice couldn't bring herself to go offensive anymore. She'd run out of spells to think of, and the pain in her arm was too much.. she just couldn't cast at him anymore. The most she could do was defend herself against his spells.

The wall of water before her faltered a little, and she wobbled on her feet a bit before it faded completely. Bald Dylan versus an injured Alice?

She still wanted to WIN, though.

08-03-2013, 01:44 AM	#299 (permalink)
lemon DMLE Mackled Malaclaw Join Date: May 2010 Location: Wakanda Posts: 11,002 Hogwarts RPG Name: Annaliese Toussaint First Year x12 x12	Dani's Citrus Duck Spawn \| Mama Giraffe \| Lemon PATch \| Pushed the Red Button Text Cut: Dylan Quote: Originally Posted by Govoni With his panic winding down...the Slytherin's mind was staring to clear...some. His head still HURT so bad...but he finally, eventually....remembered FINITE!...Well, he momentarily remembered Finite...anyway... WHY WAS SHE TRYING TO MAKE HIS HAIR FALL OUT?! "STOP THAT." Pulling his wand, Dylan leveled it on the Gryffindor...He wasn't attractive bald. HE NEEDED his hair. The blonde locks were his power and way of getting things accomplished when it came to other people. Inadvertently, ALICE....was trying to SNATCH his power away.... He might have blocked most of the hair-loss jinxes....but he felt one hit...and slowly but surely, ever piece of white-blonde hair fell to the floor. Dylan was so astonished at his co-Captain's nerve...that he simply stared down at the pieces...His chest hurt...and Dylan's idly wondered if that was what heartbreak felt like. It was strong...and the Slytherin was pretty sure he wanted to cry... GLARING. ALL THE GLARES. "Immobulus! Immobulus!" Yea....he'd cast off TWICE....just in case one missed...Blue lights erupted from his wand and seemed to race each other in her direction...It wasn't enough to make up for the feeling in his chest, though..."Incarcerous!"... Merlin, he...was going to freak out...It was coming....A spaz attack.... Dylan was BALD. Cracking up here, okay? He totally deserved it. He BROKE her ARM. "Revertoscutum!" His spells bounced harmlessly off her shield, but Alice couldn't bring herself to go offensive anymore. She'd run out of spells to think of, and the pain in her arm was too much.. she just couldn't cast at him anymore. The most she could do was defend herself against his spells. The wall of water before her faltered a little, and she wobbled on her feet a bit before it faded completely. Bald Dylan versus an injured Alice? She still wanted to WIN, though. __________________ and so i took an axe to a mended fence.___________________.______._________________ __________________________________..____this is why we can't have nice things, darling.