Rose
I hate to break it to you, bud...
Sat Dec 23, 2017 15:50
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Of course it was Russell. Rose would have scowled at that realization if she hadn’t been busy wondering how many billywig stings it would take for her to start floating like Professor Bennett. As far as she was aware, there was no way to actually treat the side effects of billywig stings other than riding them out, and that sounded unpleasant. Doubly so if she had to do so with Russell.

Not that Rose had anything against Russell. Well, she did. She found it irritating that Marissa had adopted him like a stray dog; as far as Rose was concerned the only younger student who had a place in their group was Emmett. The fact that Russell had appeared and become Marissa’s pet shortly after she and Emmett broke up were things Rose also found suspect. Holland’s fascination with Russell was slightly less annoying and slightly more productive, although still something Rose didn’t approve of. But at least Russell no longer looked like a rainbow threw up on someone who had been sleeping rough. Usually.

But anyway, aside from that Rose had nothing against Russell. She was sure that he was perfectly fine as a human being as long as he was far away from her group of friends. Or maybe not, since he apparently couldn’t see if there was a bright blue bug anywhere in her vicinity even though it had already stung her. Ugh. What was it with this kid?

“They are not hard to see,” Rose said, annoyed. “You’re a Seeker, stop making excuses.” She paused. Admittedly, the Summoning Charm idea wasn’t a terrible one, except that it was kind of a terrible one. Summoning Charms could be a little bit tricky; you typically had to have a specific thing in mind for it to work. She wasn’t sure what would happen if they just Summoned a billywig, generic. Since the worst case scenario was forty, presumably irritated, billywigs flying straight at them, Rose was also somewhat disinclined to find out the answer to that question. “I mean, if we can pick a billywig to Summon that’s probably okay, but apparently they’re ‘hard to see’ so I’m guessing that’s going to be a problem for you.”

Okay, it was possible that Rose was in a bad mood. But the side of her neck was swelling and she was seriously concerned about the floating thing. She had also started to feel a little lightheaded, which she knew was the precursor to the altered mental state that too many billywig stings could induce. She just wanted to get the job done and get out.

“We could do a magical net,” she suggested more helpfully, looking around. There were some billywigs hiding in the plants, but Rose thought it was probably better if they just dealt with the easy part of the problem before trying to pull the little insects out of the bushes. “Like, create a net in midair and then run it around and bag up the little bastards before they can escape.”

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