 lives in a hobbit hole || Ern and Touz's Nuzzle || roflysst || looking at a seed packet
This was... interesting. West supposed it counted as neutral ground and that was why the tryouts were to be held here, but still, it was different to say the least. He was early of course, with plenty of time to warm up. He was meeting Theo and Mo here, but he doubted they'd be as early as he was. He still had precisely one week before his contract as a reserve for the Wanderers would be up, and he'd not decided if he was going to stay on with them or not. For one thing if he did he'd only accept first string, nothing less, and for another he wasn't going to be taken for a ride, they had to offer him a good deal. Line his pockets and he'd make it worth their while in return.... or worth the while of whichever other teams came to the table this time around.
West was old hat at this by this point in his life, first from four years attending tryouts with Slytherin, and then two years running them as captain, and of course from his successful under-seventeens tryouts back in fifth year and sixth year, and attending invitational tryouts the previous Summer, so he was relaxed as he arrived, custom Vannacutt broom over one shoulder.
Was he supposed to check in? The newly graduated Slytherin noted Ms. Maroon looking all clipboard official and headed over to her.
"Good day ma'am, West Odessa." He started with his name on the off chance she didn't recognize him and beamed at her, "Is it alright if I go warm up or do you need me to wait for further instruction first?"
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