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emjay · 02-22-2015, 06:11 PM

SPOILER!!: Giles

Quote:

Originally Posted by Bazinga

Giles listened as Esme seemed to try to figure it out in her head and talk about the things Rebecca would say or think. “That’s all she ever cares about. You know she was happy when I was getting fouls. She liked the aggression. Even offered bonuses.” It wasn’t a fact he was all that proud of, but it was truth. She had come to him at times knowing his competitive side and knowing how he’d get too carried away. He was working on that and only two fouls this season wasn’t that bad, at least he thought. He did smile as she said it wouldn’t change anything, he knew it wouldn’t but Rebecca had her ways of making a person hate life. “It wouldn’t surprise me, I bet she’s done similar things to get where she was.” Down fall of her not being from the area couldn’t get the background scoop and he didn’t have friends in Australia to help out with that.

He couldn’t help but laugh, “Yes then you will be the one helping the Catapults out, especially if those standings stay as close between our two teams as they are right now.” He didn’t try to pay attention to standings, but he was there to win, so it was hard not to pay attention to that part of the sports section. He had a tendency to look at the sports page for standings and injuries. Kept him up to date on what his game plans should be each match. “It’s only a matter of time until the public is fully into our business to a degree.” Though he did a pretty good job staying out of the news. “Me either. I mean I always hated see you guys hurt when I was on the team, but this just made it worse, especially when it was my hand doing the bludger hit.” That was a harder than he ever thought.

He couldn’t help but smile, she was so encouraging and positive about his fans and him playing for the Cannons, truth was he liked playing for them. Though he missed some things about the Catapults. He still enjoyed hanging out with his old team. “Yes I guess some would stick with me, but that would mean that possible loss for the Catapults.” He winked and laughed jokingly. [b] “People won’t leave, they get paid to well there and the Catapults usually have a successful season if they aren’t the top every year.

Snapping herself out of her thoughts, Esme focused her grey eyes on Giles as he spoke about Rebecca and she nodded her agreement. He'd know better than anyone how she was. But bonuses? She looked at him curiously. "Really? She wanted you to purposely break rules?" She supposed that didn't surprise her, but she hated the thought of that woman using Giles for her own benefit, especially when he could get into trouble for those things. She was a moral-less woman, really. Biting her lip, she ran her finger over the top of his hand. "You can get a little aggressive." Not something she minded though. And Quidditch could be an aggressive sport. She knew that all too well and often enjoyed it.

She giggled a little at his words, blushing as she tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. "Our standings are too close for anyone to believe something like that." She would rather their personal life be kept completely out of the press, but she would be really upset if it was made out that she was just using him to better her team or whatever nonsense they'd come up with. And unfortunately, she knew what he said was true. Being Quidditch players meant that they were somewhat recognizable and they'd be out together enough that someone would figure things out. "Hopefully they won't publish anything too bad or.. false," she said softly. Esme felt bad for Muirgen, even though she wasn't sure she'd read the article yet. She knew that whole article was just gossip and half-truths, and once she finally did get wind of it, she'd probably feel bad herself. Not to mention what people who did read it were thinking about her.

She smiled softly at him, then reached her hands across the table to place on either side of his face as she leaned over to lightly kiss him. "No more thinking of that. It's your job. You did just what you had to do and if you have to do it again, you'd better." She gave him a pointed look before sitting back in her chair. Of course Esme would rather not get ht with a bludger or have any bones broken, but she wasn't going to have him hesitant to do his job or feeling guilty about hitting her during a game. "I'm glad we don't play you again this season though," she chuckled. That one time was difficult enough. She knew she was hesitant to an extent too, and seeing him hit with that bludger upset her more than she thought it might.

Looking across the table at him, Esme really missed him being on the team and the connection they all had. Charpentier was still adjusting and it just wasn't the same chemistry between them all. But she did think that maybe things worked out for the best. Was it easier to date someone from another team rather than a teammate? She didn't know but thought that might be better somehow, that they weren't on the same team anymore. "Maybe.. but even so, you will have new fans. I hear Cannons fans are fiercely loyal, you're going to have so many more fans." And why wouldn't he? He was a pretty amazing player.

02-22-2015, 06:11 PM	#194 (permalink)
emjay DMAC & DERP Pygmy Puff Join Date: Jun 2008 Location: working Posts: 18,079 Hogwarts RPG Name: Phoenix Marchbanks Ravenclaw Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Wiley Whittebrook Hufflepuff Second Year x12 x5	Unforgivably Cursed \| adultescent SPOILER!!: Giles Quote: Originally Posted by Bazinga Giles listened as Esme seemed to try to figure it out in her head and talk about the things Rebecca would say or think. “That’s all she ever cares about. You know she was happy when I was getting fouls. She liked the aggression. Even offered bonuses.” It wasn’t a fact he was all that proud of, but it was truth. She had come to him at times knowing his competitive side and knowing how he’d get too carried away. He was working on that and only two fouls this season wasn’t that bad, at least he thought. He did smile as she said it wouldn’t change anything, he knew it wouldn’t but Rebecca had her ways of making a person hate life. “It wouldn’t surprise me, I bet she’s done similar things to get where she was.” Down fall of her not being from the area couldn’t get the background scoop and he didn’t have friends in Australia to help out with that. He couldn’t help but laugh, “Yes then you will be the one helping the Catapults out, especially if those standings stay as close between our two teams as they are right now.” He didn’t try to pay attention to standings, but he was there to win, so it was hard not to pay attention to that part of the sports section. He had a tendency to look at the sports page for standings and injuries. Kept him up to date on what his game plans should be each match. “It’s only a matter of time until the public is fully into our business to a degree.” Though he did a pretty good job staying out of the news. “Me either. I mean I always hated see you guys hurt when I was on the team, but this just made it worse, especially when it was my hand doing the bludger hit.” That was a harder than he ever thought. He couldn’t help but smile, she was so encouraging and positive about his fans and him playing for the Cannons, truth was he liked playing for them. Though he missed some things about the Catapults. He still enjoyed hanging out with his old team. “Yes I guess some would stick with me, but that would mean that possible loss for the Catapults.” He winked and laughed jokingly. [b] “People won’t leave, they get paid to well there and the Catapults usually have a successful season if they aren’t the top every year. Snapping herself out of her thoughts, Esme focused her grey eyes on Giles as he spoke about Rebecca and she nodded her agreement. He'd know better than anyone how she was. But bonuses? She looked at him curiously. "Really? She wanted you to purposely break rules?" She supposed that didn't surprise her, but she hated the thought of that woman using Giles for her own benefit, especially when he could get into trouble for those things. She was a moral-less woman, really. Biting her lip, she ran her finger over the top of his hand. "You can get a little aggressive." Not something she minded though. And Quidditch could be an aggressive sport. She knew that all too well and often enjoyed it. She giggled a little at his words, blushing as she tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. "Our standings are too close for anyone to believe something like that." She would rather their personal life be kept completely out of the press, but she would be really upset if it was made out that she was just using him to better her team or whatever nonsense they'd come up with. And unfortunately, she knew what he said was true. Being Quidditch players meant that they were somewhat recognizable and they'd be out together enough that someone would figure things out. "Hopefully they won't publish anything too bad or.. false," she said softly. Esme felt bad for Muirgen, even though she wasn't sure she'd read the article yet. She knew that whole article was just gossip and half-truths, and once she finally did get wind of it, she'd probably feel bad herself. Not to mention what people who did read it were thinking about her. She smiled softly at him, then reached her hands across the table to place on either side of his face as she leaned over to lightly kiss him. "No more thinking of that. It's your job. You did just what you had to do and if you have to do it again, you'd better." She gave him a pointed look before sitting back in her chair. Of course Esme would rather not get ht with a bludger or have any bones broken, but she wasn't going to have him hesitant to do his job or feeling guilty about hitting her during a game. "I'm glad we don't play you again this season though," she chuckled. That one time was difficult enough. She knew she was hesitant to an extent too, and seeing him hit with that bludger upset her more than she thought it might. Looking across the table at him, Esme really missed him being on the team and the connection they all had. Charpentier was still adjusting and it just wasn't the same chemistry between them all. But she did think that maybe things worked out for the best. Was it easier to date someone from another team rather than a teammate? She didn't know but thought that might be better somehow, that they weren't on the same team anymore. "Maybe.. but even so, you will have new fans. I hear Cannons fans are fiercely loyal, you're going to have so many more fans." And why wouldn't he? 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