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Cinn-O-Bun · 02-16-2009, 12:33 AM

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Originally Posted by Crystal Ball

Mari sighed at Roberts obvious misunderstanding. " I mean you can use a spell to make a door remain locked and be impervious to Alohomora. This way no one can open the door unless they know what magical locks you put in place and how to render them null. " She said and stepped aside to let him practice. She smiled a bit to herself as he unlocked the wardrobe several times, and she almost laughed at his smug expression. " Alright, here we'll do it again..." She looked over at him questioningly and stood just next to the wardrobes opening. " Oh, no don't use that..." She was cut off as she tripped and fell into the wardrobe, the doors effectively being sealed shut.

In the darkness, Mari bumped her head against the back of the wardrobe and she cursed slightly as she heard Roberts muffled voice. " Really?? You have to lock me in the wardrobe?!?!??" She said, shouting a bit. " You had better get me out of here, Robert Chambers, or I swear I'm going to hex you into next week!" She said, her fast speech making the French accent a bit more pronounced in her voice than it usually was. She didn'tquite like dark enclosed spaces; it had been a childhood fear of hers that still stayed with her.

Robert stared in fright at the closed doors as he tugged on them to no avail. "I...I..." he stuttered as she started yelling at him, his face turning red from both embarrassment and anger. "It's not like I did it on purpose! Why were you standing so close anyway?!" He knew it was absurd that he was getting mad at her after all it had been his own fault. He let go of the handles with a frustrated grunt and looked at the door. Pulling out his wand he pointed it at the lock and said, "Alohomora!" The spell bounced off the lock and hit him in the chest sending him flying several feet into the air and in a heap on the ground. He swore as he got up and rubbed his head where it had hit the chair that Mariska had been sitting on.

Still cursing silently under his breath he walked back over toward the wardrobe and pulled on the door again, "Why won't this bloody thing open?! What happens if I blast the thing?! There's a blasting spell right...?!" He continued to pull on the door handles with all his strength nearly tipping it over. "It's not working!"

02-16-2009, 12:33 AM	#398 (permalink)
Cinn-O-Bun DIMC Mooncalf Join Date: Apr 2008 Location: Tejas Posts: 7,125 Hogwarts RPG Name: Royse Witkin Seventh Year x1 x3	sugary sweet Evil Pastry Lady Quote: Originally Posted by Crystal Ball Mari sighed at Roberts obvious misunderstanding. " I mean you can use a spell to make a door remain locked and be impervious to Alohomora. This way no one can open the door unless they know what magical locks you put in place and how to render them null. " She said and stepped aside to let him practice. She smiled a bit to herself as he unlocked the wardrobe several times, and she almost laughed at his smug expression. " Alright, here we'll do it again..." She looked over at him questioningly and stood just next to the wardrobes opening. " Oh, no don't use that..." She was cut off as she tripped and fell into the wardrobe, the doors effectively being sealed shut. In the darkness, Mari bumped her head against the back of the wardrobe and she cursed slightly as she heard Roberts muffled voice. " Really?? You have to lock me in the wardrobe?!?!??" She said, shouting a bit. " You had better get me out of here, Robert Chambers, or I swear I'm going to hex you into next week!" She said, her fast speech making the French accent a bit more pronounced in her voice than it usually was. She didn'tquite like dark enclosed spaces; it had been a childhood fear of hers that still stayed with her. Robert stared in fright at the closed doors as he tugged on them to no avail. "I...I..." he stuttered as she started yelling at him, his face turning red from both embarrassment and anger. "It's not like I did it on purpose! Why were you standing so close anyway?!" He knew it was absurd that he was getting mad at her after all it had been his own fault. He let go of the handles with a frustrated grunt and looked at the door. Pulling out his wand he pointed it at the lock and said, "Alohomora!" The spell bounced off the lock and hit him in the chest sending him flying several feet into the air and in a heap on the ground. He swore as he got up and rubbed his head where it had hit the chair that Mariska had been sitting on. Still cursing silently under his breath he walked back over toward the wardrobe and pulled on the door again, "Why won't this bloody thing open?! What happens if I blast the thing?! There's a blasting spell right...?!" He continued to pull on the door handles with all his strength nearly tipping it over. "It's not working!"