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lemon · 06-29-2013, 08:32 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Colley

Cat made a 'pft' noise at Alice's reply. Come on. That was no fun. "I say next match we make a bet, you know, a match you're not playing." Cause that was unfair. Simple. She gave Alice a look and laughed, "And you're very perceptive." Though she supposed it was obvious, at least to Alice anyway. Cat was not a Ravenclaw yet she was wearing Ravenclaw colors and she certainly wasn't wearing anything girly. Not girly + Ravenclaw = Mo. Easy. And the Gryffindor seemed to approve too. "Well thank you." She allowed Alice to tug on her ~~not her~~ clothes and grinned.

Though, she didn't grin TOO much when the match ended. Sad. Ravenclaw lost. She'd been CHEERING though. Oh well.

"Bet on what? Candy?" 'Cause she was broke, Cat knew. "I'm extremely perceptive. He played really well, even if they didn't win. You can go.. cheer him up later." Cheer him up. As in kisses for the disheartened Ravenclaw, see? Losing wasn't such a bad thing, Mo. "He's looking. You know what that means." Did she see him? And those POINTS. With them, Gryffindor would stay in second.

Brilliant. The game wasn't a total wash, then.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Deniiz

What. Forrest blinked as his mouth formed an O of awe. It used to be a clean game WITH broken body parts or BEFORE those? He blinked again as his eyes fell on the pitch, and he didn't even hear her offering him some more candy.

"But... what if they die? What if they are severely injured? What if--" His forehead creased with worry as he looked at her to explain. The possibilities were endless and he felt worse for winning in such a vicious game.

Someone had to carry him back to his bed. He didn't think he could walk with visions of bludgers hitting people in his mind.

"They.. won't die, I think. Really, those things only happen to the super accident prone. I've never gotten worse than a bump on the head and a fall off my broom." Because she was careful. "It also kind of depends on what position you play. There are lots of factors." Alice tried giving him a reassuring smile and offering another slug. "No one died today, see? They're all just fine."

He'd get used to it soon, she hoped.

06-29-2013, 08:32 PM	#266 (permalink)
lemon DMLE Mackled Malaclaw Join Date: May 2010 Location: Wakanda Posts: 11,002 Hogwarts RPG Name: Annaliese Toussaint First Year x12 x12	Dani's Citrus Duck Spawn \| Mama Giraffe \| Lemon PATch \| Pushed the Red Button Quote: Originally Posted by Colley Cat made a 'pft' noise at Alice's reply. Come on. That was no fun. "I say next match we make a bet, you know, a match you're not playing." Cause that was unfair. Simple. She gave Alice a look and laughed, "And you're very perceptive." Though she supposed it was obvious, at least to Alice anyway. Cat was not a Ravenclaw yet she was wearing Ravenclaw colors and she certainly wasn't wearing anything girly. Not girly + Ravenclaw = Mo. Easy. And the Gryffindor seemed to approve too. "Well thank you." She allowed Alice to tug on her ~~not her~~ clothes and grinned. Though, she didn't grin TOO much when the match ended. Sad. Ravenclaw lost. She'd been CHEERING though. Oh well. "Bet on what? Candy?" 'Cause she was broke, Cat knew. "I'm extremely perceptive. He played really well, even if they didn't win. You can go.. cheer him up later." Cheer him up. As in kisses for the disheartened Ravenclaw, see? Losing wasn't such a bad thing, Mo. "He's looking. You know what that means." Did she see him? And those POINTS. With them, Gryffindor would stay in second. Brilliant. The game wasn't a total wash, then. Quote: Originally Posted by Deniiz What. Forrest blinked as his mouth formed an O of awe. It used to be a clean game WITH broken body parts or BEFORE those? He blinked again as his eyes fell on the pitch, and he didn't even hear her offering him some more candy. "But... what if they die? What if they are severely injured? What if--" His forehead creased with worry as he looked at her to explain. The possibilities were endless and he felt worse for winning in such a vicious game. Someone had to carry him back to his bed. He didn't think he could walk with visions of bludgers hitting people in his mind. "They.. won't die, I think. Really, those things only happen to the super accident prone. I've never gotten worse than a bump on the head and a fall off my broom." Because she was careful. "It also kind of depends on what position you play. There are lots of factors." Alice tried giving him a reassuring smile and offering another slug. "No one died today, see? They're all just fine." He'd get used to it soon, she hoped. __________________ and so i took an axe to a mended fence.___________________.______._________________ __________________________________..____this is why we can't have nice things, darling.