Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20151209052025/@comment-7497475-20151226103901

Closing her eyes against the hail of what was left of the cake, Coco felt several bits hit her face. Flicking a larger bit into her mouth, she reset her stance automatically. Her mind was racing however.

''Noooo, she's gone. This isn't how I planned this, what now? She's doing her floaty thing again, should I jump at her?''

Fudge Topping darting from side to side, Coco was easily deflecting or blocking each shot. That was until a certain ice round drew the umbrella further away than she'd been expecting. Distracted, the next few shots rained down on her without interference. Once she was back in her stride however, she regained her composure in deflecting the shots. There was however, a chunk of ice around her left shoulder.

"Problem one!"

Leaping back suddenly, she took the moment to whack her shoulder while letting a burst of flames out of Fudge Topping. With the ice removed, Coco was about to charge in and jump up at Seiriol.

"Solved!"

She was a step into her charge when a loud sound surprised her and she stumbled forwards. Narrowly avoiding a fall on top of what was left of her cake, Glynda called out to the two students.

"And that's the match girls! Coco, while I don't exactly approve of the use of food I can't deny that it wasn't a bad idea. However your inability to adapt really needs to be worked on, otherwise at this rate you'll be letting your team down."

Coco pouted at this, but could hardly deny it. She was the leader after all.