Mourning the Dead [Private] - Closed

"Pixel... Get on my back. Right now." He said,shooting a glance over his shoulder. "Otherwise I'll just use magic and float you back to school." It was a legitimate threat, he wouldn't hesitate to pull out his wand and treat her like a feather in charms class. Or he could just use levicorpus and string her up by her ankle all the way back. He would do it if it meant getting rid of some of that pain from her leg.

Pixie pouted and limped over to Ara and climbed on his back. She wrapped her arms loosely around his neck and laid her head on his shoulder "Can I have ice cream still?" She looked at him and smiled innocently. "Though I should let you float me. That would be fun..." Her brothers used to float things around the house when they were allowed to. They started floating her around when she was being a brat to them.

As she climbed on, Aragorn hooked his arms around her legs, grinning back at her as he stood up easily. He chuckled, "Yes, you can still have ice cream. And I'll still pay." He started off in a graceful walk, picking up speed a bit to make it a slightly bouncy, not so bad, jog. He wanted this ice cream just as badly as she did.

Pixie laughed and tightened her arms slightly. Not tight enough to harm him. "Yay Ice cream" she smiled and laid her head on his shoulder again. She looked around and wondered what kind of ice cream she was going to get. She hummed and laughed every once in a while. She was having fun. Even though it was a creepy graveyard...

He didn't look back again once she'd set her head on his shoulder, taking a winding path out of the graveyard once and for all. He took the jogging slowly despite his rush to get to the ice cream, excitement coursing through him and pumping adrenaline through his veins. He took deep, steady breaths as he ran like boss out into London.