Post by bloxam on Sept 10, 2006 17:21:01 GMT -5
The top of Bloxam's hair brushed the roof as he took position in the middle of the Slytherin Common Room. His eyes were locked on a chair standing alone before him; just out of his reach. Though, for all the life he showed, he could have been made of stone. Scariest of all, was the wand clasped firmly in his right hand... aimed right at the chair.
Seconds passed. Still nothing. Silence, ever reigning silence. How one could stay still for so long without getting tired was a feat unbearable. And alas, it proved to be so here.
Unable to take it any longer, the chair shivered. A chill ran through it, making it wobble; rocking side to side. Then, as if realizing it had moved, it stiffened again. A grin took life onto Bloxam's place and he chuckled slightly.
"Ah, I got you now my pretty." In one fluid motion a blue jet of light shot out of the end of his wand.
The chair shivered again and then gave up the attempts and wobbled around the room as fast as its four wooden legs would take it .... and his spell missed. Cursing, Bloxam chased after it and the chair picked up speed.
It was an amusing sight for any to behold. A Head of House chasing a wooden chair around the common room, an occasional blue spark flying from his wand and missing. Especially as the man was so unforgivably tall that he had to run with his head ducked. That did not make the best for seeing, and he continuously bumped into the inanimate furniture while in pursuit.
(( Open, kiddies, open.))
Seconds passed. Still nothing. Silence, ever reigning silence. How one could stay still for so long without getting tired was a feat unbearable. And alas, it proved to be so here.
Unable to take it any longer, the chair shivered. A chill ran through it, making it wobble; rocking side to side. Then, as if realizing it had moved, it stiffened again. A grin took life onto Bloxam's place and he chuckled slightly.
"Ah, I got you now my pretty." In one fluid motion a blue jet of light shot out of the end of his wand.
The chair shivered again and then gave up the attempts and wobbled around the room as fast as its four wooden legs would take it .... and his spell missed. Cursing, Bloxam chased after it and the chair picked up speed.
It was an amusing sight for any to behold. A Head of House chasing a wooden chair around the common room, an occasional blue spark flying from his wand and missing. Especially as the man was so unforgivably tall that he had to run with his head ducked. That did not make the best for seeing, and he continuously bumped into the inanimate furniture while in pursuit.
(( Open, kiddies, open.))