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Thank goodness Asteira spoke then. "Yes! Fresh air, ya can't get enough of that." She chuckled a little nervously, realizing how ridiculous that sounded. She was a Quidditch Captain, for Merlin's sake, hosting tryouts almost every day. Was it possible to have an overabundance of fresh air?
"No, I'm fine," Punz answered Asteira's question shortly. She couldn't help but shake her head at the girl's obvious hatred for Quidditch though. "Aww c'mon, it's not that bad," she giggled and pushed a strand of stray blonde hair behind her ear. "Bludgers smudgers. The more you play the better you become at doding them...and stuff." She nodded. "Really....do you fly much?" Rapunzel was curious - perhaps there was a story behind Asteira's anti-flying-feelings?
"Good for your brain." she added with a small smile. she was glad to hear she was doing well. no more spice. at least not until she had some of those dangerous cookies. its not that bad. NOT that bad! "I guess not. though you cant always dodge them. They will hit you eventually and you'll fall to your death." Something rather similar happened to a friend of hers. Which started her paranoia of flying." I dont fly at all. I'll watch others do it and play quidditch. Be supportive and everything, but you wont get me on a broom." she said firmly as she wasnt getting on a broom."Unless im unconcious. You better hope i dont wake up though."
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Crystal Ball Mari arched a brow as Asteira seemed vehemently opposed to Quidditch and flying as well. " I can fly alright, I just don't get the game, that's all." She said, looking at her nails briefly. " But, don't worry Rapunzel we won't torture you." She said, referring back to Asteira's joke. " Well, not a lot anyway." She smiled and then looked over her shoulder a moment.
Mari nodded as Rapunzel asked her about her team preferences. " Well, my mother likes all of them, but my father, well he supports...ah, what is it called?" She said, the French in her coming out a bit as she spoke. " Something with a Ch in the name." She said waving her hand about as if it didn't matter. " Oh yes I remember now who my mother likes. She very much likes the Quiberon Quafflepunchers." She said, glad at having at least remembered that much about Quidditch. " What position do you play? That's right, yes? " She asked.
"of course i wouldnt torture you.Theirs no reason yet." she said with a smile. " she's the one to worry about." she told punz as she pointed over to mari. she had watched professional quidditch match once with her father. She was nervious the whole time." Which ones are french again?" she couldnt quite remember. That's who she would go for. "How long have you been playing?" she asked punz. "does anyone want anything to drink or eat?" she asked as she was thinking a butterbeer would go nicely about now.