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Originally Posted by
Lara_the_Firelady 
For a moment Ryan got distracted when he saw a beautiful woman arguing with another beautiful woman he knew; Lilah. Yet he quickly snapped out of it when his paper simply hit the wall and dropped. Meh. So those papers were not as great as the portrait man claimed before.
Then he jumped when a man's voice yelled him that he was supposed to fight. Fight? Seriously? He looked at the man who yelled at him fighting with another man and it apparently was too much of a physical thing for Ryan. Yet, if he was supposed to do that to complete the challenge he needed to find a way. So, rather reluctantly he picked up a gobstone and threw it at the man's back.
It felt like a rock hit him between the shoulders and something wet began oozing down his back.
Who did that? Alistair was momentarily distracted from attacking one man (Zellanna) and made a mistake.
He turned around.
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Originally Posted by
PattyH. Prometheus smiled at Laura, but was interrupted by the Obstacle. Prometheus moved quickly and reached for a broomstick. Using his gymnastic skills he twirled the broom in front of him, like the propeller of a plane. He brought the broom down, with the bristles under his arm and the handle pointed at the obstacle.
With a "HA" Prometheus thrust-ed the broom handle at the chest of Alistair, by transferring his weight for his back foot through to the broom he was sure to get a reaction. He knew the best way to get this over quickly was to disarm his opponent.
The moment of distraction was costly. He felt the blow as it hit his knuckles and thrust his broom back towards the man.
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Originally Posted by
harita Laura clutched the broom firmly and ready to defend if the obstacle would attack her.She narrowed her eyes and looked at the man.
why is he looking at me like that she thought but got ready to fight nonetheless.
Alistair glanced over at this woman who had yet to do anything except stand and watch.
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Originally Posted by
Zellanna
Armand stepped to the side and moved to parry, but as he did so he used the sound of clashing broomsticks to cover the sound of dropping the handful of gobstones he'd picked up at the beginning. He jumped back a little bit to ready another attack, but didn't pause and sent a wide, forceful swing at the man, simply to force him to move.
The blow delivered caused Alistair to take several steps sideways to his left and he felt something uneven beneath his feet. He shifted his weight and then began to flail as he lost his balance.
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Originally Posted by
Esme Standing back Skander observed what the others were doing before moving towards the front of the man. No sneak attacks? Meh. They should have said that to begin with. Well he knew now any way. Seeing Armand was swinging at the man Skander grabbed out his gobstones and aimed a few at their opponents eyes.
He had been observing before but now it was time for action and Skander, as a division head of this very department, should be working with the normal ministry employees to escape this level. Plus he just wanted to move on from this level so that they could save the minister and the undersecretary. His goal firmly in mind Skander went back in swinging as well, trying to jab Alistair in the stomach with the end of his broom.
The jab caused Alistair to finally lose his balance and he fell backwards onto the scattered gobstones.
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SilverTiger As he watched the dark-haired woman fighting some of his fellow employees, or at least he figured they were his fellow employees since he wasn't too familiar with everyone yet, Dorian was surprised when he heard a chuckle nearby, and then a voice address him. Grey eyes moving around to rest on the older man, who apparently was fighting more of his coworkers, a wry smile crept onto his face as he gestured with the hand holding the broomstick. "It seems you don't pay as close attention as you think you do," he commented, standing up again as he moved forward. "Lucky for you, I am up to the challenge, however." Shifting the broom into a more martial position, he tried to distract the man as he shot one of the gobstones in his other hand toward his face. If anything it might buy some time, for either one of his new allies to get past the man or for him to more fully gauge what he was now up against. At least he wasn't afraid of being hit. Not after slipping in the one challenge, and then being pelted by tennis balls in the next. Broomsticks were nothing. At least they weren't using magic.
One of the Gobstones hit him between the eyes and the goo exploded everywhere. Alistair threw his broom away and began to wipe away the goo that was oozing into his eyes with both hands.
OOC: Lischlen - jump in.