Zachary White Ravenclaw 6th year member is offline
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No-one is a born genius, except me.
Joined: Oct 2008 Gender: Male  Posts: 44 Karma: 1 |  | Physical Training [open] « Thread Started on Nov 6, 2008, 11:38pm » | |
Zachary stood, dressed in a loose t-shirt and sweats rather than his more confining jeans and billowing robe. He ran his hand through his hair and shook himself. In his recent confrontation with Yulia Halifax, he had realized just how physically out of shape he was. Sure, he could cast around spells standing still, but his physical stamina for moving around was almost nil. thus, he came to the room. He had heard about the marvelous room that could change into whatever you need from listening to some younger Slytherins discussing Draco's assault on the castle last year. So, he had tracked down the room and set it up. A large obstacle course ranged around the room. There was no real method to the placement of them, as Zachary had just wished "I need a place to train physically." Zachary was currently toeing the line in front of a series of hurdles. Zachary thought toward the room, "I need you to lead me through the course." Almost as soon as the thought finished, a gunshot seemed to sound from behind him. Zach dashed forward, leaping over the first hurdle, his wand strapped to his arm, but inaccessible for the duration of the course. Zach continued to dash over the hurdles until he tripped and sprawled over the second to last one, sliding under the final obstacle. He stood up, to find an arrow pointing to his right. He turned to see a series of tires swinging back and forth. Zach steeled himself and dashed into the next obstacle, dodging around the swinging pendulums.
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