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sweetpinkpixie · 05-24-2014, 12:54 AM

SPOILER!!: Seren

He would have to make the effort next time...and not get so wrapped up in his own research and hobbies that he missed them. Especially since there was no quidditch this term to support students and, as selfish as it was, done his speciality suits.

Leaning back in his seat a bit, and frowning just a little as Miss Valentine's toss was twarted by Miss Abbot's, he simply nodded his head in reply. "Not a clue where one would get that around here. Surely somewhere in Hogsmeade has them," he pondered out loud as he thoughtfully tapped his chin with his index finger.

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Originally Posted by PhoenixStar

Well, she had been told that gobstones was an alternative "cool thing" to do, so here she was. As she finally found her way to the match she saw that there were only two professors there. Oh yeah, this was looking REALLY cool. Either way she knew her sister was giving it a go and she was here to cheer her on. "Hello professors." Upon a closer look she noticed it was her head of house and the dancing man. Cool.

The first year plopped herself down. "GO ANGEL!!!" she hollered. Ahem. So this wasn't a sporting event, but she was going to cheer like it was anyways. "You use those brains." Heh.

And he was confused for a moment. A brief moment. But still confused and thought for a moment that the Miss Valentine down playing in the match had somehow transported herself to the stands. Still working on that whole...telling them apart.

"Good day, Miss Valentine," he waved as his attention turned back to the match.

Part science? ONLY part. He was amused. "I always found that some simple calculations in my head in regards to my stone increased the probability of success rather significantly. So technically, using one's brain is a legitimate cheer," he interjected the two's conversation and would have gone on had it not been for the smelly yellow gob being sprayed in their direction.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! HIS SUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUIT!

He should have remembered to administer his stain repelling enchantments. UGH!

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sweetpinkpixie Wizarding World RPG Admin Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Leprechaun Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 40,082 Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Diamond Marchbanks Gryffindor Sixth Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Zachaël Lufkin Owl Post x12 x12	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf SPOILER!!: Seren Quote: Originally Posted by Hera Surprise indeed. Shaking her head, Seren turned her attention back to the ring. Seemed as though Candice and Angel had some tough competition, but the Badgers were well seasoned, even if one of their competitors was new. Still, she applauded. "Roll 'em Gryffindor! Keep it up Miss Messer, Miss Valentine!" she cheered. Show them Badgers what Lions were made of. "I believe so, I didn't make it either... you know how it is..." too distracted by the greenhouses to really spend too much time elsewhere. She continued watching with great interest, though it didn't thrill her to see that Hufflepuff were asserting their dominance so early on in the match. "You know... that's not a bad idea... we should look into that." And by we, she might have meant him. It was his genius idea, and she still had a to-do list as long as a Devils Snare's tendril. Alas, they weren't the only ones to come and watch, excellent.. and even better, it was another Lion. "Aubrey, so good of you to make it," she welcomed, figuring she was here to support Angel. Though... use her brains? "Rolling - I find, while it's part science, it's also part instinct... she'll develop her skills with more experience." He would have to make the effort next time...and not get so wrapped up in his own research and hobbies that he missed them. Especially since there was no quidditch this term to support students and, as selfish as it was, done his speciality suits. Leaning back in his seat a bit, and frowning just a little as Miss Valentine's toss was twarted by Miss Abbot's, he simply nodded his head in reply. "Not a clue where one would get that around here. Surely somewhere in Hogsmeade has them," he pondered out loud as he thoughtfully tapped his chin with his index finger. Quote: Originally Posted by PhoenixStar Well, she had been told that gobstones was an alternative "cool thing" to do, so here she was. As she finally found her way to the match she saw that there were only two professors there. Oh yeah, this was looking REALLY cool. Either way she knew her sister was giving it a go and she was here to cheer her on. "Hello professors." Upon a closer look she noticed it was her head of house and the dancing man. Cool. The first year plopped herself down. "GO ANGEL!!!" she hollered. Ahem. So this wasn't a sporting event, but she was going to cheer like it was anyways. "You use those brains." Heh. And he was confused for a moment. A brief moment. But still confused and thought for a moment that the Miss Valentine down playing in the match had somehow transported herself to the stands. Still working on that whole...telling them apart. "Good day, Miss Valentine," he waved as his attention turned back to the match. Part science? ONLY part. He was amused. "*I always found that some simple calculations in my head in regards to my stone increased the probability of success rather significantly. So technically, using one's brain is a legitimate cheer," he interjected the two's conversation and would have gone on had it not been for the smelly yellow gob being sprayed in their direction. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! HIS SUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUIT! He should have remembered to administer his stain repelling enchantments. UGH! __________________ When you're stuck in a moment and your spark has been stolen .................................................. ........... this is our time to own it, so own it..................................... baby we were born with* fire and gold in our eyes