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Post by Vivian Astley on Mar 31, 2004 21:32:03 GMT -5
*whirls around and watches in horror*
Oh my god...
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Post by Jeffrey on Mar 31, 2004 21:36:13 GMT -5
*with his last ounce of human-ness*
Little old lady got mutilated late last night... Awoooooo... werewolves of London... Awooooooooooooooo!
*real howl*
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Post by Vivian Astley on Mar 31, 2004 21:42:35 GMT -5
*looks around helplessly*
Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit
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Post by Jeffrey on Mar 31, 2004 21:48:17 GMT -5
*It's soon all over and there's nothing but a wolf. A suspiciously intelligent looking wolf, the glint of manic evilness so characteristic of Sands is still in the eyes. He's not completely lost in the transformation...*
(Fancy that... if you've seen An American Werewolf in Paris, you know what I'm about)
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Post by Vivian Astley on Mar 31, 2004 21:53:19 GMT -5
*backs into the wall in terror*
Please don't please..
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Post by Jeffrey on Mar 31, 2004 22:01:23 GMT -5
*He bears his teeth in a wolfish smile... and advances slowly, toying with his pray.*
(Um... I'd start running or stunning or something... he didn't take his medicine. Sands is really only partially in control. Zack can't take over without being in trouble with the wolf.)
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Post by Vivian Astley on Mar 31, 2004 22:07:41 GMT -5
(I realize that but for the fact if I ran he'd catch me in a second and stunners don't work very well over magical creatures)
*starts hyperventilating and slowly inches along the wall hands spread out desperatly hoping a door will appear*
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Post by Jeffrey on Mar 31, 2004 22:12:24 GMT -5
(Ooh... then you may want to think of something quick... it'd look odd if he stalked you for 10 posts...)
*Approaches even slower, savoring every moment of her terror.*
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Post by Vivian Astley on Mar 31, 2004 22:18:55 GMT -5
*reaches slowly into pocket for wand and feels an empty pocket, and suddenly becomes more afraid then she was before*
*shuts eyes tightly and moves a bit quicker along the wall*
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Post by Jeffrey on Mar 31, 2004 22:22:46 GMT -5
*Howls and leaps for the jugular*
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Post by Vivian Astley on Apr 1, 2004 13:33:26 GMT -5
*ducks as the wolf sails over her head and crashes into the wall then bolts to the nearest classroom, slams the door and starts putting all sorts of spells over it*
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Post by Jeffrey on Apr 1, 2004 16:33:08 GMT -5
*tries biting, scratching and basically, everything he can think of to get in and settles for assuming his prior position of guard outside the door, ears pricked for any sign of foul play*
(I thought you were going veela bitch on him?)
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Post by Vivian Astley on Apr 1, 2004 18:10:44 GMT -5
(couldn't do it another thing bout veelas is they can't hurt their mates but their mates can kill them. Hence the running)
*slumps against the door, very aware of the fact that a mad werewolf is loose in the castle*
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Post by Jeffrey on Apr 1, 2004 18:20:29 GMT -5
(Oh... hm... that's a problem. Look for silver in there, man!)
AWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
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Post by Vivian Astley on Apr 1, 2004 18:31:44 GMT -5
*starts looking around for any bit of silver she can find, digging through drawers and in closets and all she finds is a tarnished silver spoon*
*sulks* Well this is wonderful.
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