The day of the Cotton Drifting Festival has arrived. Early in the morning house elves were outside helping Rika set up. Around noon the construction comes to an end and the house elves left so that the festival may start. When participants to the festival arrive they will see a boundary line of flags posted around within sight of each other, this
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Coraline has never seen so many water balloons in one place before. She takes one in each hand, and looks around for someone else who's playing.
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So there is now a thin young man sitting on the grass, eating curry and watching the water balloon fight with a wry smile.
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Off to one side so that he didn't get caught up in the water war (cause that would NOT be good on his clothes), he enjoyed Yuuri's curry.
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Mikami had resolved to take Yukimura's advice and get out more. This seemed like a good opportunity. As usual, Masuyo was following close beside him. He didn't like the thought of leaving her alone for too long.
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"By all means," Kaga answered, waving to the nearby seats and smiling genially.
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"Thank you." He sat down, leaving an empty seat between himself and Kaga. "We're out of the way of the battle here, I should hope. I'm Mikami Teru and this," he added, glancing down at the kitten as she wandered over to Kaga and sat down by his feet, looking up expectantly, "is Masuyo."
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In the tale that is told of Beowulf, it is not said what his battle cry might have been, only that he had one, and that he issued that cry before the lair of the dragon. Knowing what we know of Beowulf, we may fairly conjecture that it was this:
"BEOWULF!!!"
Which he bellowed, and charged about looking for someone who was not a little girl, at whom he might throw his watery missiles.
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Like Beowulf, she was not willing to throw water baloons at children. Grown adult men dressed as ridiculously as the geat was and crying out battle cries were another thing entirely.
She sprinted after the geat, water baloons in hand, and, with a battle cry of her own, rushed forward and threw, with considerable strength, one of her baloons at his head. This was... surprisingly fun, she decided.
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Her water balloon hit Beowulf squarely in the forehead, soaking the Gryffindor tie he habitually cinched about his brow. "AAAAGH! THAT BLOW SHALL BE REQUITED!" Tarvu did command that everyone should be nice to one another, but he never ruled out aquatic warfare, be it in water or using water.
The makeshift sling full of water balloons did hamper his movement, so no crazy backflips were possible. He was, however, capable of running with surprising swiftness for one so muscle-bound, and he made a long loop around to avoid more of Brienne's missiles, then lobbed two balloons in succession at the wench's heart.
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Since she couldn't improvise a sling at the moment, she settled for the next best idea, and levitated several of the baloons from the nearest bucket, then resumed her chase.
When she saw him, she sprinted past him, turned and began running backwards, calling, "Look out behind you!"
She didn't know if he would fall for such an obvious ploy, but if he did, she was going to lob two of her own baloons at him.
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