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Originally Posted by Alistair Cleaver

Alistair lunged at the man with his broomstick and his foot came precariously close to a teensy pile of Gobstone goo.

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.

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.

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.

Dariu looked over to the woman who had used the magic paper and grinned before he saw the broom swing wildly at him. Barely missing it he dodged to the left, going down on one knee to swipe at her ankles.He had no intention of hurting her, but if he could trip her or at least confuse her enough he'd be able to figure out something. He needed a strategy, and right now he had none other than swing and block.

Feeling a gobstone in his hand he looked over to the others who were dealing with her and shook his head. No one had already used that, he needed something else. But what? He stood back up his muscles tensed for another blocking move, or at least to defend himself when that piece of paper stopped working.

Michel solely raised his eyebrows at the sour man who 'welcomed' (*snort*) them to the Sixth Challenge. Apparently, he wasn't the only one who disapproved of the whole thing. Hopefully, HE was be the Department Head. He liked that man already.

...the other one - the one in the portrait - not so much. The moment Michel had descended onto one of the uncomfortable seats he wished he would have simply arrived in England about a week later...he wouldn't have to smack people over the head with broomsticks then. Or throw gobstones into people's eyes.

O_____o

As the NICE man handed him one of the parchments Michel carefully took it and directed his eyes downwards to read it. And they grew wider and wider the further down he got until he was only blankly staring at the parchment. This was bad, very bad.

POOF!

Even though, the parchment had now dissolved into pretty purple sparks the 29 year old was still sitting there staring down at, well nothing, in shock. Did this mean teamwork?!

Pippa headed up to the next level, and listened as they were tld about broomsticks, magical paper and gobstones. Okay, well that was all okay, now what about their challenge? -- OH.

She read over the parchment quickly and then widened her eyes, before reading it a few more times before it exploded into purple sparks before her. Oh.. Well, she had read it enough.

Ack! Xylia haphazardly thrust her broom forward at the woman but she still couldn't see who or what she was attacking thanks to the paper that was still flapping in her face.

Just as Xylia thrust her broom at the other woman, she took a step forward with her left foot. Then she shifted her weight forward and little did she realize that her foot was resting on the piece of paper...and it was now stuck on it. She took a precarious step forward with her right foot and proceeded to lift her left.

IT WAS STUCK!

Confused, she glanced backwards. "WHAT DID YOU DO?" she shrieked and dropped her broom as she pulled at her left leg.


As she pulled at her left leg, suddenly Xylia felt her right leg being knocked out from underneath her. She fell backwards.

KERSPLAT!

And into a puddle of Gobstone goo. To add insult to injury, she still had her left foot stuck to the floor and the other piece of parchment was still flapping in her face.

"Stop it! STOP IT!" she shrieked and all she really wanted to do was really hurt someone. Anyone. Plus, she was ready to bargain and give them exactly what they want.

OOC: VRSCIKA and midget ♥ - feel free to jump in.

Lilah was just about to poke the lady again when the dreaded broom started to be waved dangerously close to her, thanks to the crazy lady of course. OOF! Being hit in the stomach, Lilah stumbled a few feet back and landed right on a chair in the sitting position.

Ouch.

Dropping the broom she herself was carrying, since she was useless with it other than flying, and she had no idea how flying was going to help her get out of here, the icy blue eyed woman decided to just sit for a moment and think about what to do and watch the others. Well, team work certainly was helping the situation, and she couldn't help but laugh at that fact, no matter how weird it was.

Seeing the crazy brown haired obstacle lady fall backwards though and call for them to stop, Lilah thought for a moment that maybe this would be victory! But one thing she learned in life, was to never judge a book by it's cover. This could all just be a cover up and she would attack them when they least expected it. Not good. Instead, she grabbed a few stray gobstones on the ground that hadn't exploded yet and stood up. "Tell us...how to get out of here then! Or, show us...whichever is faster!" she said, pelting a gobstone at her. It was the only plan she had! Plus as a bonus, she was out of any broom's reach.

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.


The moment of distraction was costly. He felt the blow as it hit his knuckles and thrust his broom back towards the man.

Alistair glanced over at this woman who had yet to do anything except stand and watch.

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.

The jab caused Alistair to finally lose his balance and he fell backwards onto the scattered gobstones.

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.

Xylia grunted at the woman and narrowed her violet eyes at her. "Very well! Take it and get out of here before I get my foot unstuck from this floor!" she hissed and tossed a rusty key at her.

Darius watched, perplexed as the woman seemed to be in a predicament so early on in their lesson. Oh it wasn't that easy, was it he mused, knowing he couldn't show any kind of remorse for his attacker. Using his weight he thrust the broom outward, barely coming close to touching her as he said, "Tell me how I get out of here and I won't bring this broom closer." in a rough voice, his accent coming out. Taking out the two gob stones he had picked up earlier he held them out tossing them gently. "Or I could always squirt you in the face with these and you'll nbe more blind than with that paper fluttering around." he added with a smirk on his face.

Oh he was asking for it alright, but at this point he didn't care. He wanted out, to check on his wife and child and to get something to eat. Doing challenges made him hungry.

As Alistair's broom came at him, Prometheus ducked and with his knees bent then sprung up and drove with both arms, the broom hard at Alistair's stomach and throat hoping to wind him.

Dropping onto his back Prometheus rolled then ran to the other side of the room and grab some magic parchment and scribbled down, Blindfold Obstacle. Next Prometheus armed himself with some gob-stones, which we was prepared to pelt at the obstacle, he needed to graduate from this challenge very soon if he had any hope of help find the Minister and Senior Secretary.

Eep! With wide eyes, Lilah dropped the remaining gobstones on the floor as she tried to reach out to catch the flying key. Of course, a few of them decided it would be fun to explode all over her legs, making her grimace when she finally looked down to see what the stuff on her pant legs were.

At least none of it got on her skin. Or in her hair. It was definitely not fun to try and wash that stuff out. Smiling though, she held the key up so she could see it before looking back to the lady. "Thanks." she said before going off to the next challenge. Was it right to say thanks? Even though...eh. Well, nevermind. She didn't have to worry about her anymore.

With one more glance to the lady on the floor, and Ryan of course, Lilah quickly made her way out of the room. She really didn't want to find out what would happen once the lady's foot got unstuck from the floor...

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Originally Posted by Alistair Cleaver

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.

...


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.

The jab caused Alistair to finally lose his balance and he fell backwards onto the scattered gobstones.

Armand's next swing brought the end of the broom handle to the back of the blinded man's neck, though he only hit hard enough to tap, and maybe throw him back off balance. After all, if he knocked the man out, how could he take on anyone else? Though he was fairly certain in a different circumstance, the man would be dead by his right.

As the gobstone hit the man, Ryan winced a little as if it had hit him instead. Merlin, he seriously did not enjoy fighting like that. Plus he had no single idea on how to deal with the other man except that he might be able to cause him to fall on the floor. Fighters concerned themselves winners when their rival fall down, did not they? So, Ryan needed more gobstones and hopefully before the man turned around to face him he grabbed more gobstones. Then at first he threw another one at the man to distract him then laid the others on the floor before the rival's feet.

Chris eagerly entered the next level's challenge after turning in the key. He was quite ready to all of the obstacles he might face. And then he saw the department head who was giving instructions. He found the dept. head rather haughty, he kinda hate it, the dept. head's ways of talking to people--that is.

After mustering all the important information from the parchment which exploded into purple sparks in just a matter of some minutes, he walked forward, glanced around and was now in search for the obstacles. Where could it be? or probably the best question should be: who could it be?

With the gobstones in his right hand and the brooms in his left hand, he was just more than ready to fight and all and might as well, have fun and let loose of his dodging and aiming skills.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Alistair Cleaver

The jab caused Alistair to finally lose his balance and he fell backwards onto the scattered gobstones.



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.

In Alistair's moment of distraction Skander grabbed out his own piece of magical parchment and while the others continued to attack he wrote down, Make Alistair's hands completely numb, and unable to hold a weapon until his current group of opponents pass onto the next level. It may not technically be him attacking the man but it would give the whole team an advantage. And since they were meant to be working as a team Skander figured it was good enough, that and he wasn't permanently harming the man.

Dorian almost started feeling a bit of sympathy as the combined efforts of the group he'd sort of unofficially joined, battling against the older man, seemed to actually be doing some damage. But then, they had to get past him, so it was somewhat of a "whatever works" scenario. Especially with the weapons they were given. But even so, he'd momentarily flinched as the man had slipped on the gobstones and hit the floor. Didn't seem to do much, though, as he was still facing off against him.

As his gobstone seemed to hit its mark, bursting between the man's eyes, Dorian let a tiny smile flicker on his face as his grey eyes followed the brrom the man had thrown aside. Perhaps this would be easier than it seemed. Glancing at one of the men he was fighting with, who seemed to be writing something on magical paper, he shrugged before stepping forward. Shifting his stance enough to let one foot kick their opponent's broomstick aside before swinging his own, tail end under his arm, to connect with the man's legs, behind the knees but to one side a little. "A little hard to fight when you give up your weapon, isn't it?," he asked, before dancing backward again to hopefully get out of range. No need to be completely reckless.

The magical paper worked!

"I stuck your foot to the floor!" Lucia replied as she edged closer to the woman with her broom still in her hand. It was pointing directly at her chest in case she managed to break her foot free. Lucia could tell she had annoyed this obstacle lady. She watched as one other person recieved a key and she decided to follow their tactics. "Tell me how to move on to the next challenge and I will... try to get your foot free."

Lucia wasn't even sure that she knew how to do it. But it was worth a try to ask. Even if she could set her free, she wasn't sure that the obstacle would be so appreciative. But she still had the gobstones for self-defense!

WHUT?! Michel's eyes grew wide as he was pulled out of his trance-like state to find himself confronted with a rather dangerous-looking man. A rather dangerous-looking man who was already attacked by several other people. Oh no...did that mean he had to work TOGETHER with the others to finally defeat the man?!

Rather awkwardly holding the gobstones in his right hand the broomstick in his left, and some of the magical parchment in his pocket Michel slowly approached the wild man and the others. Now, what to do now?! The first thing which - strangely - came to his mind was to whack the man with his broomstick. Which is why he did exactly that...or TRIED to anyhow. He quickly raised his broomstick - the non-bushy end directed at the other man - and aimed for the person's head...

Laura looked at the man who was doing nothing but glance at her every now and then
what! do you want me to attack you or something? she thought
what is he waiting for? she thougt but she had enough of this she had to move faster to finish the task.
Even though she had a broom in her hand she put her hand in her pocket and brought out the gobstones which she had put them in her pocket before and threw one of them at him between the eyes as he glanced at her again hitting hard in the middle of his forehead.

Alyssa walked into the room...listened to what the portriat had to say and then read the parchment quickly before it burst into purple sparks....Okay so some where in this room there was an obsticle...what the heck did that mean. Well the first thing Alyssa did was take a few of the goblestones and place them on the floor in front of door in case some one came in through them they would trip and fall. Next Alyssa grabbed the piece of paper. "Show me the way out" and then she grabbed the broom and awaited to see what was going to happen next.

DH shook his head as he entered the Sixth level. He was trying to relieve himself of the anxiety brought by the muggle encounter on the Fifth Level. He is now wondering how he managed to travel around the world with all those muggles around.

As he entered the room he sat on the noisy chairs and listened to the portrait. its not like he had never seen a talking portrait, but an alive person on a portrait talking seems dodgy for him. He scratched his chin and then read and memorized the information on the parchment and threw it on the floor before it sparked into purple sparks.

He then stood up holding the paper and gobstones on his left hand and the broom on his right. He vigilantly looked around for the obstacles mentioned. What could it be? he thought.

Xylia scowled for a moment and realized that the woman was holding all of the cards. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a key. "Fine. Take it and get my foot unstuck!" she hissed and tossed the key towards her.

Xylia was waiting for her foot to be unstuck and saw the newcomers. "Grab a weapon and prepare yourselves for my attack," she said and narrowed her violet eyes at them.

The blow hit Alistair in the stomach and he winced.

ooc: Did this piece of parchment leave your hands or are you still holding it? From what I'm reading, it's still in your hands which is why I didn't respond to it.

He was already bent forward thanks to the blow to the gut when another hit brought him to his knees. "I give!" he yelled to the man who hit him on the back of the neck and held out a rusty key.

The gobstones were now at his reach and he grabbed two of them. He slammed one against the floor and pointed it at the man's feet. Goo erupted from the gobstone and oozed onto the floor.


Alistair was now getting back up into an upright position with his broom in one hand and noticed yet another person writing on the paper. Did these people realize they were wasting time by scribbling down nonsense? He shrugged his shoulders and took aim at the man's stomach with the gobstone, then released it with much velocity.

ooc: Are you still holding a piece of paper? I don't see it leaving your character's hands which is why I'm not responding to it.

Alistair had his broom back in his possession and lunged at the man with the handle.