 Who Am I? Ern's 2460FUN
Anyone with eyes knew that the Tempus kid was fast. The fact that they had not made him Seeker previously was a little weird to him, but he could respect talent. He just wanted Snaps to kick his....unbiased commentator.
After Hufflepuff gained their first snitch, Nigel expectantly handed the mic off to Ascanius. It took the sixth year a moment to calm himself before he continued. He had to just find that zen place, yeah?
Evening out the tone to his voice, trying to seem unbothered, he continued on with his commentating, "Y'know..." Nope, he needed another minute.
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Now he was good. "After Tempus' epic snitch grab, there seems to be a brief pause on the Pitch. Which is quickly broken when CLARKE throws the quaffle at BISHOP to signal up the start of another play. The Head Girl is briefly startled, but then falls right back into the rhythm of the game. She passes to HOLIDAY who chucks it to CLARKE and the pattern seems to be repeating..." Oh c'mon, someone on the Slytherin team, pick up on the pattern repeating.
"NEWELL, the girl one, seems to have noticed the pattern and flies inbetween HOLIDAY and BISHOP snagging the quaffle. She takes off toward the goal posts and tosses it to her brother, the OTHER NEWELL." This was starting to actually get on the Slytherin's nerves. "He seems to be contemplating something and then just drops the ball. WAIT WHAT?! Just drops it. Oh, thank.....unnoticed by this panicked commentator, ODESSA was underneath NEWELL and has caught the quaffle and is making his way toward the goal posts. This little trick, which got me, has stunned SUMMERS. ODESSA scores. Making the score now 60-30 Hufflepuff."
He wanted to mic drop so badly. But that would be way too obvious.
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