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SilverTiger · 11-15-2013, 08:09 AM

No matter how intent she had been on taking out her frustrations on the pixies, Kendall still hadn’t expected the result she had gotten. She hadn’t expected to see pretty much every pixie in the entire compartment freeze in its tracks, even though Mo’s grin had told her that he had thought she could have done that at least. She just wasn’t entirely sure that she had that same faith in herself right now, especially as she had the sneaking suspicion their tests weren’t over. They needed to get the current riddle solved first, and she’d turned slightly wide eyes to her housemate as he’d muttered something at her before zipping through the pathway through the frozen pixie cloud. Okay, I forgot he was a Ravenclaw too, she thought to herself, sprinting after him without paying any attention to the riddle that had inexplicably still been floating near her head unharmed by her little spell tantrum earlier.

That wasn’t important as he’d already written the answer down and the compartment door had slid open. She’d zipped through it without slowing down at all, hoping that the pixies didn’t break free of their daze and also that there weren’t more riddles to solve. By now all she wanted was to get out of this train and be done with thinking for a while. She felt like her brain needed a rest, whether or not she still had NEWTs ahead of her too. She could take a break, provided they survived. A concept that seemed in question as she’d let herself look outside the window to see the drop up ahead, along with realizing she now had the answer to her earlier curiosity as to if there had actually been a driver there running things. “You don’t happen to know how to drive train, do you?,” she asked, turning back to Mo. That was a rhetorical question if anything was. “Okay. We need to stop the train. Do you see a brake anywhere that we can pull? Or we could try to freeze the engine, put out the fire or whatever. I wonder if we could use Locomotor Mortis on it or if we should just outright freeze it.” By now she’d just resorted to thinking aloud, but maybe something would click, either in her mind or in Mo’s.

11-15-2013, 08:09 AM	#21 (permalink)
SilverTiger Crumple-Horned Snorkack Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: SoCal sighs(GMT-8) Posts: 111,286 Hogwarts RPG Name: Aurora Barrington Ravenclaw Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nico Diggory-Keighley Hufflepuff Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Simone Wild Slytherin Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Noa LeCourt Gryffindor Sixth Year x5 x3	Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict No matter how intent she had been on taking out her frustrations on the pixies, Kendall still hadn’t expected the result she had gotten. She hadn’t expected to see pretty much every pixie in the entire compartment freeze in its tracks, even though Mo’s grin had told her that he had thought she could have done that at least. She just wasn’t entirely sure that she had that same faith in herself right now, especially as she had the sneaking suspicion their tests weren’t over. They needed to get the current riddle solved first, and she’d turned slightly wide eyes to her housemate as he’d muttered something at her before zipping through the pathway through the frozen pixie cloud. Okay, I forgot he was a Ravenclaw too, she thought to herself, sprinting after him without paying any attention to the riddle that had inexplicably still been floating near her head unharmed by her little spell tantrum earlier. That wasn’t important as he’d already written the answer down and the compartment door had slid open. She’d zipped through it without slowing down at all, hoping that the pixies didn’t break free of their daze and also that there weren’t more riddles to solve. By now all she wanted was to get out of this train and be done with thinking for a while. She felt like her brain needed a rest, whether or not she still had NEWTs ahead of her too. She could take a break, provided they survived. A concept that seemed in question as she’d let herself look outside the window to see the drop up ahead, along with realizing she now had the answer to her earlier curiosity as to if there had actually been a driver there running things. “You don’t happen to know how to drive train, do you?,” she asked, turning back to Mo. That was a rhetorical question if anything was. “Okay. We need to stop the train. Do you see a brake anywhere that we can pull? Or we could try to freeze the engine, put out the fire or whatever. I wonder if we could use Locomotor Mortis on it or if we should just outright freeze it.” By now she’d just resorted to thinking aloud, but maybe something would click, either in her mind or in Mo’s. __________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me, at tea time, everybody agrees ...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥ ♥ ♥