Luna Lovegood (
whatthewrackspurt) wrote2015-03-01 09:09 pm
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9th Spell - Video
Petrificus Totalus!
[Luna, shooting off a spell wildly with her wand, is standing in the Menagerie. She gives a startled cry as a flying snake whizzes past her head and tries to take a bite out of her hair. Luna turns around and strikes it with a spell that shoots fire. It squeals and bolts off.
But now two more are coming, and there's a thunk, thunk sound as a huge robot starts lumbering its way towards the distracted witch]
Stupefy!
[That got two more down. Luna sees the robot, and stares up at it, a little too shocked to run]
[Luna, shooting off a spell wildly with her wand, is standing in the Menagerie. She gives a startled cry as a flying snake whizzes past her head and tries to take a bite out of her hair. Luna turns around and strikes it with a spell that shoots fire. It squeals and bolts off.
But now two more are coming, and there's a thunk, thunk sound as a huge robot starts lumbering its way towards the distracted witch]
Stupefy!
[That got two more down. Luna sees the robot, and stares up at it, a little too shocked to run]
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When she realizes who's in trouble, she doesn't even hesitate before turning her own video on. She hates this thing, but she doesn't care if she's broadcasting when someone's in trouble.]
Luna? Where are you?
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[Again with the shouting and the wand waving. Luna gives a brief glance to her communicator]
Third floor, I think! Do you count the ground floor as the first or the zeroth floor?
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A scream down a hall (a human one, not very urgent) sends it padding curiously to see the source. It's only when Mewtwo sees that it's Luna that it stops in shock and raises its hands to put a shimmering blue barrier between her and the metal creature.]
{Run!}
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So she ignores the questions as she takes off running.]
Just distract it, I'm on my way!
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[The sensation of strain, like speaking through gritted teeth, comes through telepathy like rust eating away at metal.
The Curator smashes both fists against the shield and Mewtwo's arms, thrown out in front of it, jolt down to the shoulders as if the blow was to a physical barrier barely held between them. It could take another hit, or two, but won't hold forever.]
{Do you have magic that will stop it?}
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From there, running]
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It's shielded well. I don't know, I don't think I'm powerful enough. I could try knocking it over. Would that work?
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[Katniss calls out but she doesn't answer, so she just shuts down her connection, slides her communicator into her suit's pocket and runs.
She makes it to the room a few moments later. At least, it looks about the same as the video.]
Luna!
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[The second blow to the shield pushes Mewtwo back across the floor, only a few inches. It keeps its eyes fixed on the Curator, glowing the same blue as the shield.]
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Luna!
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Protego!
[Her blonde head looks up as Katniss nears her, breaking out in a dazed, surprised grin]
Oh. Well, that's lucky.
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Immobulus!
[Mages really need tanks.]
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Are you hurt?
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[She looks worriedly up at the ceiling where the snakes hover threateningly]
We should leave soon though, I think. They look upset.
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Let's go. I heard the library is safe.
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I was there earlier. Snakes are there too.
You wouldn't happen to be part centaur, would you? They're excellent at archery.
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What were you saying to the snakes?
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I was shouting spells at them. I'm a witch. Don't they have those where you come from?
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No. Not real ones.
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Right. And you might not know if we actually did exist. Statutes of Secrecy and all.
Thank you for coming to help.
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Let's get you somewhere safe.
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