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*Samia* · 02-13-2026, 08:23 AM

The crunch under her boots was enough to make one Marina García Massey excited! After skimming through the rules out of courtesy, Marina entered the forest like a bad idea that had already committed and a particular gleam of someone who intended to make this everyone else’s problem.

Before she could be super cool about it, a flash of movement caught her attention near a fallen log (Nathaniel) and then there was nothing. Marina slowed, then sped up again, caught between wanting to hide and cast the paint with reckless abandon. When another shot of paint flew past her, she aimed at random, somewhere where she had thought she had seen someone running past and sent a paint shot arcing high --- hopefully it caught someone? ~~NATHANIEL~~

Also --

Was that Professor Cox? Settled with such infuriating calm against a tree trunk, arms folded, eyes already following trajectories and spell angles like this was a practical exam instead of sanctioned chaos. Marina straightened immediately, posture snapping into something approximating composure, as if the professor’s presence alone could enforce it. And then --

Wasn't he a Slytherin in his time?

“PINGO RED,” she cracked the spell his way without a second thought, because wasn't that the Gryffindor way?

02-13-2026, 08:23 AM	#7 (permalink)
Samia Granian Join Date: Jun 2006 Location: sappyville♥ Posts: 21,093 Hogwarts RPG Name: Marina García Massey Gryffindor Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Adrian García Massey Slytherin Fifth Year Accidents & Catastrophes Ministry Department Head: Landon Renaldi x5	Marina firsttttt sappysapper MAJNOO, YO! The crunch under her boots was enough to make one Marina García Massey excited! After skimming through the rules out of courtesy, Marina entered the forest like a bad idea that had already committed and a particular gleam of someone who intended to make this everyone else’s problem. Before she could be super cool about it, a flash of movement caught her attention near a fallen log (Nathaniel) and then there was nothing. Marina slowed, then sped up again, caught between wanting to hide and cast the paint with reckless abandon. When another shot of paint flew past her, she aimed at random, somewhere where she had thought she had seen someone running past and sent a paint shot arcing high --- hopefully it caught someone? ~~NATHANIEL~~ Also -- Was that Professor Cox? Settled with such infuriating calm against a tree trunk, arms folded, eyes already following trajectories and spell angles like this was a practical exam instead of sanctioned chaos. Marina straightened immediately, posture snapping into something approximating composure, as if the professor’s presence alone could enforce it. And then -- Wasn't he a Slytherin in his time? “PINGO RED,” she cracked the spell his way without a second thought, because wasn't that the Gryffindor way? __________________ ......................let's be reckless, unaffected, running out until we're breathless ...............let's be hopeful, don't get broken, and stay caught up in the moment ♥