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Waddles · 05-28-2021, 03:09 AM

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Originally Posted by PhoenixRising

well fine then. So she only wanted to walk stairs when it was convenient for her?? Apollo made a face but shrugged it off quickly because they were discussing ground rules for flying. He had to admit he liked her confidence that she projected but shook his head. "Doubtful. I'm smaller so that means I can whizz through the air faster." no idea if that was true but it generally was an advantage of seekers when they were smaller so maybe.

He nodded. True. Three feet was pretty close to the ground so that made sense. "okay. Six feet. Sounds good." wait. Spitting was gross? But like he saw pro athletes spit all the time ??? Didn't they? Not for spit shakes but he was pretty sure he used to see them spitting on the ground..... Although she did have a good argument about being trustworthy mostly cause she was a Hufflepuff and hufflepuffs were some of the most trustworthy people he knew. "Fine. Just a regular handshake?"

Well yes of course. Margaret was kind and thoughtful, but she wasn't a perfect angel, Apple. She had her own friends to walk to class with! Like Mal and Cailyn and Henry, her Hufflepuff housemates. Even besides the time thing, what would they do if she ditched them to walk to class with Apricot? Get lost, probably. Miss her, hopefully. Be jealous of Appetizer? Maybe? She wasn't sure how important her presence was on their walks to class, especially first thing in the morning she did not usually contribute much.

"'A player's size only matters once a skill threshold is reached'," she said, quoting...something. She could not remember. Was it a Daily Prophet summary of a match? Or a trading card? The radio? Quidditch Through the Ages, maybe? Hopefully he did not ask. What it meant, though, was that him being smaller shouldn't be much of an advantage. She was more skilled, obviously. ~~Maybe~~.

"Six feet, and a regular handshake," she agreed, sticking her hand out to shake his. No spit was good. Even if athletes did spit for whatever reason (and she would agree, they did, she'd seen Muggle athletes do it), spitting and wiping it on someone else's hand was groooosss. "Shall we head to the broomshed then?" Race time. Whooosh.

05-28-2021, 03:09 AM	#10 (permalink)
Waddles Re'em Join Date: Aug 2005 Posts: 19,532 Hogwarts RPG Name: Sophia Svensson #556B2F Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Eulalia Walles (#F48037) Hufflepuff Fourth Year	Constant Vigilance! O_O AWAKE! Quote: Originally Posted by PhoenixRising well fine then. So she only wanted to walk stairs when it was convenient for her?? Apollo made a face but shrugged it off quickly because they were discussing ground rules for flying. He had to admit he liked her confidence that she projected but shook his head. "Doubtful. I'm smaller so that means I can whizz through the air faster." no idea if that was true but it generally was an advantage of seekers when they were smaller so maybe. He nodded. True. Three feet was pretty close to the ground so that made sense. "okay. Six feet. Sounds good." wait. Spitting was gross? But like he saw pro athletes spit all the time ??? Didn't they? Not for spit shakes but he was pretty sure he used to see them spitting on the ground..... Although she did have a good argument about being trustworthy mostly cause she was a Hufflepuff and hufflepuffs were some of the most trustworthy people he knew. "Fine. Just a regular handshake?" Well yes of course. Margaret was kind and thoughtful, but she wasn't a perfect angel, Apple. She had her own friends to walk to class with! Like Mal and Cailyn and Henry, her Hufflepuff housemates. Even besides the time thing, what would they do if she ditched them to walk to class with Apricot? Get lost, probably. Miss her, hopefully. Be jealous of Appetizer? Maybe? She wasn't sure how important her presence was on their walks to class, especially first thing in the morning she did not usually contribute much. "'A player's size only matters once a skill threshold is reached'," she said, quoting...something. She could not remember. Was it a Daily Prophet summary of a match? Or a trading card? The radio? Quidditch Through the Ages, maybe? Hopefully he did not ask. What it meant, though, was that him being smaller shouldn't be much of an advantage. She was more skilled, obviously. ~~Maybe~~. "Six feet, and a regular handshake," she agreed, sticking her hand out to shake his. No spit was good. Even if athletes did spit for whatever reason (and she would agree, they did, she'd seen Muggle athletes do it), spitting and wiping it on someone else's hand was groooosss. "Shall we head to the broomshed then?" Race time. Whooosh. __________________