08-23-2014, 03:16 AM
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Erkling
Join Date: Jul 2009 Location: lost in the mountain
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Periwinkle Evie Paeng Slytherin Fifth Year | Sorry for the lame post. Bre Bear | Asherine | Whisper | Kemmy | Raeney | Madyra | Bumble Bee After Beck did his few laps for a nice warm up he went over to guard the hoops. He liked to think that he was a decent Quidditch player but maybe he was just being hard on himself because he wanted to try to be the best he could be for the Tornados. Beck knew that he wasn't going to go easy on these kids. He was going to make it hard for them to make a goal. Being a pro wasn't easy so why make it easy for these potential players if they think this is all just something simple. Being a pro athlete in any sport muggle or wizarding wasn't suppose to be easy. As an athlete you have to push yourself and of course not to quite.
Beck gave Victoria a nod when she said that they could start. Beck kept his eye on these chasers. So far he saw one of the chasers were signaling for a formation. Not bad for some kids though. Maybe they would make a goal after all or maybe not. Beck really respected all Quidditch players, young and old alike. Just because there's an older player on a professional team didn't mean he was slow but they sure were wiser and knew the game better.
Now he was just waiting for someone to shoot. Who had the guts to take the first shot against him?
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