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*Zoe* · 05-15-2019, 05:55 AM

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Originally Posted by siriusblackliveson

Patrick saw Professor Mackenzie...? He wasn’t sure why he was talking about fan mail. Was he famous or something? Either way that wasn’t why he was there. Nodding his head and lifting the clunky boot he spoke up, “Thank you a seat would be great. Patrick Dooley by the way.” He figured as he was new and all that he hadn’t learned many of the students names yet. He figured supplying his name would help him out.

He allowed himself to sit in the chair opposite the desk and glanced down at all the fan mail. Now he felt really bad that he didn’t know him for what he was apparently famous for. “Thanks. I just wanted to swing by to talk to you about quidditch.” Well duh. But he figured he should at least state his purpose. Rubbing his hands up and down his pant legs he tried to keep himself calm.

”I wanted to talk about possibly getting some help outside of class to work on my balance and stuff after I get this boot off. Unfortunately, my parents won’t let me see a healer so here I am... stuck with this boot for the time being.” He really wanted to ensure that maybe just maybe he could make the team next year for his final year and get a chance at professional. ”I also didn’t know if I needed to return my captain badge or not....” he trailed off not too thrilled that he had to step down because of his foot.

Without a word, Colin stepped aside to allow the boy to enter the office and take a seat wherever he pleased. He followed, moving to return to his own seat, and did his best to engrain the lad's name in his mind.

Dooley. Patrick Dooley. It certainly sounded familiar, but it clearly wasn't obvious enough. Not when the man had other things to keep tabs on. There were times he couldn't even get the names of the people that worked for the team he owned right.

The fan mail remained out in the open. MacKenzie made no effort to hide any of it, just like he made no effort at all to be humble about his past achievements preserved by the items spread about the room. But, as of this moment, he was focused on Dooley. Not to mention he was curious about that boot of his. It was ... not something one saw on a regular basis.

"Well, ye've come to the right place," he stated, a couple chuckles escaping his mouth when Patrick announced that he was there to talk Quidditch. But the chuckling came to a quick end when the boot was mentioned in additional to the Captain badge. So that was where the original one had been...

"Afraid ye'll be needin' to turn that in, lad," Colin responded with a small nod. "The current captain, Jack Byrne, is eager to have his hands on the actual badge rather than the substitute he has at the moment..." The man trailed off. He didn't need to go into detail about all the fuss Byrne had caused. "As for when ye get yer boot off, yeah, we can definitely set aside some time to work on that. I know how time-consuming and difficult recovery needed to get back to normal post-injury can be. Back in '74 a blow to me arm is what ended my Keeper days..." Again, he trailed off. "So what happened to ye foot?"

05-15-2019, 05:55 AM	#5 (permalink)
Zoe Occamy Join Date: Nov 2006 Location: Wonderland Posts: 62,105 Hogwarts RPG Name: Beauden Wild Gryffindor Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Gillyweed Beery Slytherin Fifth Year Ministry Department Head: Franklin Paton Law Enforcement Ministry Department Head: Almer Toots Transportation x8 x8	Bathes in Maple Syrup \| Dancing Lobster \| Mrs. Charlie Weasley \| Seneca's Beard \| That's So Fetch Quote: Originally Posted by siriusblackliveson Patrick saw Professor Mackenzie...? He wasn’t sure why he was talking about fan mail. Was he famous or something? Either way that wasn’t why he was there. Nodding his head and lifting the clunky boot he spoke up, “Thank you a seat would be great. Patrick Dooley by the way.” He figured as he was new and all that he hadn’t learned many of the students names yet. He figured supplying his name would help him out. He allowed himself to sit in the chair opposite the desk and glanced down at all the fan mail. Now he felt really bad that he didn’t know him for what he was apparently famous for. “Thanks. I just wanted to swing by to talk to you about quidditch.” Well duh. But he figured he should at least state his purpose. Rubbing his hands up and down his pant legs he tried to keep himself calm. ”I wanted to talk about possibly getting some help outside of class to work on my balance and stuff after I get this boot off. Unfortunately, my parents won’t let me see a healer so here I am... stuck with this boot for the time being.” He really wanted to ensure that maybe just maybe he could make the team next year for his final year and get a chance at professional. ”I also didn’t know if I needed to return my captain badge or not....” he trailed off not too thrilled that he had to step down because of his foot. Without a word, Colin stepped aside to allow the boy to enter the office and take a seat wherever he pleased. He followed, moving to return to his own seat, and did his best to engrain the lad's name in his mind. Dooley. Patrick Dooley. It certainly sounded familiar, but it clearly wasn't obvious enough. Not when the man had other things to keep tabs on. There were times he couldn't even get the names of the people that worked for the team he owned right. The fan mail remained out in the open. MacKenzie made no effort to hide any of it, just like he made no effort at all to be humble about his past achievements preserved by the items spread about the room. But, as of this moment, he was focused on Dooley. Not to mention he was curious about that boot of his. It was ... not something one saw on a regular basis. "Well, ye've come to the right place," he stated, a couple chuckles escaping his mouth when Patrick announced that he was there to talk Quidditch. But the chuckling came to a quick end when the boot was mentioned in additional to the Captain badge. So that was where the original one had been... "Afraid ye'll be needin' to turn that in, lad," Colin responded with a small nod. "The current captain, Jack Byrne, is eager to have his hands on the actual badge rather than the substitute he has at the moment..." The man trailed off. He didn't need to go into detail about all the fuss Byrne had caused. "As for when ye get yer boot off, yeah, we can definitely set aside some time to work on that. I know how time-consuming and difficult recovery needed to get back to normal post-injury can be. Back in '74 a blow to me arm is what ended my Keeper days..." Again, he trailed off. "So what happened to ye foot?" __________________