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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Nov 1, 2005 15:55:27 GMT -5
Pansy stood on the edge of the staircase, waiting for it to change. She felt a rummble and when it was a couple of feet away she gave a huge jump and landed with a hard thud on the platform. It hurt, but it was fun. She ran over to the next staircase and stood waiting for it to change. It did and she jumped and landed much more gracifully, on her feet. She contiued doing it untill she came to her 12th jump. She waited long this time, she had more cofidence in herself from doing it many times. "I'm gonna make it, I'm gonna make it, I'm gonna make it!" She muttered to herself. She made a spectacular leap ( a Kodac momment, lol) but it wasn't good enough. Luckily she caught the edge of the next platform. " Okay, I didn't make it." She said in a disopoined tone. Now hanging by her hands she held on tight. She tried lifting herself up, but she had never been good at pull ups, or any upper body activity at that. If you had ever been punched by her you would think she had more upper body strength because of the force she puts into her punches. The truth is, she really only fights when she is angry or ubset and her stregth seems to be controlled by her emotion. People do stupid things when they are scared or mad. The adinaline rushed through them and they are able to do something extrodinary. She was strong though, more than she gave herself credit for. In Muggle school she had gotten and A in pull ups, not becuase she did alot, but becuase she hung the longest trying to do one. Pansy tryed to pull herself up. She almost lost her grip and held on tighter, but her fingers were slipping. She looked down then snaped her head back up seeing the height she was at. If she dropped she would surly die, no doubt about it. She focused on her PE class where she had hung on. How had she done it? This was hard! She remebered how she didn't let go.Hold on. She told herself, it's all you can do.
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Post by Casey on Nov 1, 2005 15:59:19 GMT -5
"Flowerrrrrrr!" Casey said cheerfully, walking over and looking down at Pansy. "Having fun?"
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Nov 1, 2005 16:03:04 GMT -5
"Of course, why don't you join me?" Pansy said sarcasticlly.
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Post by Casey on Nov 1, 2005 16:20:10 GMT -5
"Do you want me to step on your fingers and make you fall??" Casey asked her slowly, her voice threateningly serious.
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Nov 1, 2005 16:23:26 GMT -5
Pansy had gone chalk white but she hid her face from Casey. "Are you going to help me or not?" She asked shortly and in an irritated voice. She started wondering if Casey would actually try to kill her. It didn't matter. Her life was now in Casey's hands and slowly slipping away. Quite like Pansy's fingers....
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Post by Casey on Nov 1, 2005 16:29:38 GMT -5
Casey rolled her eyes, muttered "You don't deserve this". She pulled her sweater sleeve down over her hand and grabbed Pansy, pulling her up. Then, just to be annoying, she sprang from the stairs they were on to the one Pansy had come from. She landed on her knees and winced but stood up and looked at Pansy. "And that is how you do it" She said simply.
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Nov 1, 2005 16:31:55 GMT -5
Pansy stood up brushing some dusk off herself. "You could have just levotated me. I didn't think you were strong enough to pick up a quill and that was why you were so dumb." Pansy said shrugging.
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Post by Casey on Nov 1, 2005 16:42:28 GMT -5
"Don't have a wand thanks to you you stupid " Casey snapped. "I'm stronger then you I bet"
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Nov 1, 2005 16:44:17 GMT -5
"Oh, yeah....good times." Pansy said with a chukle."And you are weak, I could take you out any day."
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Post by Casey on Nov 1, 2005 16:47:20 GMT -5
"Maybe, maybe not, but weak kids don't survive on the streets, which I've been doing well for the past what? Six some odd years" She said simply. "If I'm so weak why is it that I could pull you up, but you couldn't? Explain that one wise one" She spat. She went to the top of the stairs and hopped down them.
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Nov 1, 2005 16:51:00 GMT -5
"I don't know. Perhaps people senced your lack of sanity and gave you money. I wouldn't have given you money." Pansy said shrugging. "I've never been good at pulling myself up and I paniced a bit, anyways I probaly could have pulled myself up. Most of my muscal is in my legs though."
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Post by Casey on Nov 1, 2005 16:53:41 GMT -5
"I wouldn't have asked you for money, you don't need money when you can steal" Casey said simply.
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Nov 1, 2005 16:56:15 GMT -5
"I have money and I still steal because it's fun." Pansy said plopping down brushing her hair out of her eyes.
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Post by Casey on Nov 1, 2005 16:59:31 GMT -5
"Well lucky you, I'm sure you've got a family and a perfectly perfect life as well" Casey muttered under her breath. She absent mindedly ran her finger down a long, jagged scar going down the side of her neck. Then she gave a small shrug and her sweater covered it once again.
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Nov 1, 2005 17:02:15 GMT -5
Pansy laughed, a very cold laugh indeed. "Perfect? You think my life is perfect?" Pansy asked in a shocked voice. She laughed again." Good one."
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