[ Thus spake the person sitting on only one side of this long couch in the corner, sipping at a cup of tea. One of the floating trays appears to have been commandeered into remaining here, holding up the saucer as well as a small plate of extremely fancy-looking refreshments.
The tea-sipper doesn't even bother to look over. ] I'll have you withdraw.
[ Thaumaturgy 101 ]
Sense Magic.
[ Hibiki's wand doesn't so much shimmer as additionally give off a faint aura of purple glitter. She smirks, satisfied, then slips it into her jacket pocket.
And turns to leave, which is when somebody else's spell whizzes past, sending the lone loose long curl atop her head waving, and the doorknob turns into an angry little face that screams at Hibiki when she reaches for it.
"HEY! YOU TRYIN' TO SHIRK CLASS HERE, DOOR?!"
A teacup Hibiki'd left on the table falls off, apropos of nothing, and shatters into a million pieces. For her own part, Hibiki recoils and stumbles backwards. ]
"D-DOOR?!"
[ "YEAH, THAT'S ME, I'M A DOOR, DOOR! I DON'T BLOCK THIS HALLWAY HERE FOR NOTHIN', DOOR! GET YOUR GEKRONUS MAIUS REAR-US BACK INTO ITS SEAT OR I'LL CHOMP ON YOUR FINGERS TILL YOU'RE DONE WRITIN' A FIVE-PARAGRAPH ESSAY ON THE IMPORTANCE OF WAITIN' FOR THE OTHER KIDS, DOOR!"
Hibiki has broken out in a cold, clammy sweat. ] S...sentence....A spell to induce sentence enders.....
[ And she falls backwards. Her knees give out and she just. Thar she blows.
Catch her, maybe? ]
[ Bala-Inlota Practice ]
[ This is an outrage, and a barbaric pastime. But, now that it's come to this, Hibiki will just have to end this farce the only way remaining to her - with a swift and overwhelming victory! ]
Pardon.
[ That was Hibiki with some unnecessary FPrench, coming up behind your character and snatching the ball from their hands. Just as the opposing team arrives, Hibiki jumps, muttering a spell. And when she turns a somersaut and lands, it's on something creaking and whirring just over your character's head. ]
Cover me.
[ And, with that order, Hibiki zips off down the field - surfing on her Top-Quality flying steampunk roomba.
The bottom of which is giving off rather ominous green sparks as the magics working it mix unpleasantly with the amateur spells she'd studied on her own time, but what she can't see can't bother her. This is fine.
Do as she's said, and everything will be just fine. ]
Hibiki Shikyoin ♔ PriPara
That seat is claimed.
[ Thus spake the person sitting on only one side of this long couch in the corner, sipping at a cup of tea. One of the floating trays appears to have been commandeered into remaining here, holding up the saucer as well as a small plate of extremely fancy-looking refreshments.
The tea-sipper doesn't even bother to look over. ] I'll have you withdraw.
[ Thaumaturgy 101 ]
Sense Magic.
[ Hibiki's wand doesn't so much shimmer as additionally give off a faint aura of purple glitter. She smirks, satisfied, then slips it into her jacket pocket.
And turns to leave, which is when somebody else's spell whizzes past, sending the lone loose long curl atop her head waving, and the doorknob turns into an angry little face that screams at Hibiki when she reaches for it.
"HEY! YOU TRYIN' TO SHIRK CLASS HERE, DOOR?!"
A teacup Hibiki'd left on the table falls off, apropos of nothing, and shatters into a million pieces. For her own part, Hibiki recoils and stumbles backwards. ]
"D-DOOR?!"
[ "YEAH, THAT'S ME, I'M A DOOR, DOOR! I DON'T BLOCK THIS HALLWAY HERE FOR NOTHIN', DOOR! GET YOUR GEKRONUS MAIUS REAR-US BACK INTO ITS SEAT OR I'LL CHOMP ON YOUR FINGERS TILL YOU'RE DONE WRITIN' A FIVE-PARAGRAPH ESSAY ON THE IMPORTANCE OF WAITIN' FOR THE OTHER KIDS, DOOR!"
Hibiki has broken out in a cold, clammy sweat. ] S...sentence....A spell to induce sentence enders.....
[ And she falls backwards. Her knees give out and she just. Thar she blows.
Catch her, maybe? ]
[ Bala-Inlota Practice ]
[ This is an outrage, and a barbaric pastime. But, now that it's come to this, Hibiki will just have to end this farce the only way remaining to her - with a swift and overwhelming victory! ]
Pardon.
[ That was Hibiki with some unnecessary
FPrench, coming up behind your character and snatching the ball from their hands. Just as the opposing team arrives, Hibiki jumps, muttering a spell. And when she turns a somersaut and lands, it's on something creaking and whirring just over your character's head. ]Cover me.
[ And, with that order, Hibiki zips off down the field - surfing on her Top-Quality flying steampunk roomba.
The bottom of which is giving off rather ominous green sparks as the magics working it mix unpleasantly with the amateur spells she'd studied on her own time, but what she can't see can't bother her. This is fine.
Do as she's said, and everything will be just fine. ]