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pundantic · 07-21-2013, 03:21 PM

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Originally Posted by JustAlice

Practice. That was the only way Derry was going to be able to make seeker next term, and she realllly wanted to. So even though their last match was over, Derry had taken a school broom and a pocketful of her juggling balls to the practice pitch. She figured the next logical step was to juggle whilst flying, right? Maybe.

As she came onto the pitch, however, she spotted a familiar figure lay down on the grass. Hmm. Dylan must have been right about the comfiness of the grass, since a lot of people seemed to use it as a bed lately. She crept up behind him as quietly as possible before poking her head into his line of vision and shouting, "Heeeey!!" in a singsong voice. "Whatcha doin?"

Lots of different clouds up in the sky. And none of them were black or cloaked or any of that nonsense from the last match. Nah, none of that here. It was kind of comforting to look up in the sky at that instead of dementors. Pfft. Not that he had been SCARED or anything. Whatever.

As he shifted through all of the clouds though-- one did look like a piece of cake, yeah-- he finally saw red hair come into his line of vision and some yelling in his face. "Jeez, Derry!" He said with a jump. AHEM, not Derry. Gorgeous. Ammend that quickly, Stark. "Gorgeous. Whatever. You shouldn't sneak up on people." 'Specially not handsome and attractive people like him. Smirk.

07-21-2013, 03:21 PM	#23 (permalink)
pundantic MO Moke Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: Winterfell Posts: 8,760 Hogwarts RPG Name: Gideon Emerson Slytherin Seventh Year x4	Who Am I? Ern's 2460FUN Quote: Originally Posted by JustAlice Practice. That was the only way Derry was going to be able to make seeker next term, and she realllly wanted to. So even though their last match was over, Derry had taken a school broom and a pocketful of her juggling balls to the practice pitch. She figured the next logical step was to juggle whilst flying, right? Maybe. As she came onto the pitch, however, she spotted a familiar figure lay down on the grass. Hmm. Dylan must have been right about the comfiness of the grass, since a lot of people seemed to use it as a bed lately. She crept up behind him as quietly as possible before poking her head into his line of vision and shouting, "Heeeey!!" in a singsong voice. "Whatcha doin?" Lots of different clouds up in the sky. And none of them were black or cloaked or any of that nonsense from the last match. Nah, none of that here. It was kind of comforting to look up in the sky at that instead of dementors. Pfft. Not that he had been SCARED or anything. Whatever. As he shifted through all of the clouds though-- one did look like a piece of cake, yeah-- he finally saw red hair come into his line of vision and some yelling in his face. "Jeez, Derry!" He said with a jump. AHEM, not Derry. Gorgeous. Ammend that quickly, Stark. "Gorgeous. Whatever. You shouldn't sneak up on people." 'Specially not handsome and attractive people like him. Smirk. __________________