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Red. Sparks. From his tree stand (of sorts) above the maze, Williamson had been staring intently at a group stuck at a dead end, hoping they found a way around it, determined not be upset if they just blasted their way through. He missed the green light entirely....
And then the sparks happened.
He climbed down from his vantage point and took off at a run, straight into the maze via the exit. He was a gambling man and was willing to place a bet that those stupid hooded hobgoblins had done something again. Please, Merlin, don't let another student be injured...
Text Cut: ran into Dahlia & Kale Quote:
Originally Posted by Kolyander  Many things happened all at once and none of it was good.
Screams from somewhere else in the maze reached her ears and even though she only could make out a couple of words... 'Killed, Her, We're all dead'. It was waaaaay more than enough to strike fear into this eleven year old's heart. Who was dead?! What was happening?!
Nervous blue eyes once more shot in the direction of where Kale had been standing. Wha-
There was the clucking once again. This time much louder and much more closer than it had been. Her heart was already racing from all the shouting and this wasn't helping. Rusty was yanking at his harness trying to pull her away from the noise causing her to stumble.
And there it was. Right in her face. All she could remember before she hit the ground, HARD, was Rusty's loud squeaks and him running around her, tangling her up in the lead he was attached to. The other was the Cockatrice's face that was much to close to her face.
Nothing else registered in her head as she laid there on the ground. Quote:
Originally Posted by pundantic
Heck yeah, a lot happened at once. People were screaming about murder. And Kale, who usually subscribed to a certain level of dramatic flare, felt his blood go cold. Because this term that wasn't something dramatic people shouted to enhance the drama. No, it was a real threat.
And all he could think about was his friends he didn't have an eye on. Too many of them were somewhere lost in the maze and undoubtedly those hooded dudes were running free, too. He hated it. Gosh, he hated it.
This was too stressful to endure.
AND THEN HE SAW THE CREATURE AND DAHLIA'S FACE WAAAAAY TOO CLOSE TO IT.
So, he did the first thing he could think of-- he started to shout. "Hey! Over here! Look over here! C'mon. Look at me!!" Not the younger student all wrapped up in the lead.
On his way through, he almost ran right past Dahlia and Kale and their... uh, cockatrice, that was stuck in the maze. Kale trying to save Dahlia from it was admirable, to be sure, but he didn't have time to let the Gryffindor play out his heroic part.
"Obscuro," the Creatures cast quickly, effectively placing a blindfold over the cockatrice's eyes. He leaned a hand down for Dahlia to pull her up, then kept on with his run, briefly patting Kale on the shoulder as he passed him by. "EXIT'S THAT WAY," he called behind him encouragingly, heading still for the red sparks.
And then he saw them all... Aboli, Atlas, Ashley, Avalon, Delilah, Quinn, Pretzel, Ferret Bueller.... and was that... was that....
"MOLLYWOBBLES?!" Williamson roared, coming to a skidding stop beside Atlas. "Who sent up the red sparks? Who's injured? What's wrong with my jarvey?"
He kneeled down and reached a big hand out, hesitantly, fearing the worst but not wanting to say it. He just... held his hand there for Atlast to place Molly on it. "Who? How?" How? How, Merlin, please tell him how this had happened...
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