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☆Grrr..Meow☆ 
Tasha was shocked by this womans rude attitude towards her. "Yes my job is to patroll and make sure theres no muggles" she informed the woman. "I am not here to clean up some mud that you can't handle, now please you can always go inside your lovely tent there and then, there would be no mud. Please don't be rude with me for i am only doing my job so you can enjoy the match" Tasha was really upset and before she could let anyone see her cry she stomped off in a different direction making sure to splash alot of mud everwhere.
Rude? Well, yeah, she had been. But she hadn't meant to. Now she felt terrible. She hadn't stopped to consider that maybe the girl would've like to go to the match, not patrol outside it in the same mud that they were stuck in now.
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SlytherinSistah [COLOR="DarkOliveGreen"]
Claudian visibly cringed and jumped back so as not to catch the mud launched from the splashing. It, however was unsuccessful. But he wasn't upset with Tasha. Xana had been short.
Claudian gave Xana a stern look. "Xana!" He whispered through a mouth that didn't quite open all the way.
He smacked a large hand across his face and let it slide downwards as he came to realization that the witch posted at their site was probably not coming back for tea and chit-chat. Which to Claudian, was the ultimate seal of friendship, realized or potential, terminated.
Xana cringed. She had already felt terrible, and now she realized that her attitude had upset Claudian, too. Just great.
"Sorry... I just-- sorry." she said softly, regret and embarrassment clear on her face.
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SlytherinSistah
Apparently, not everyone disagreed with Xana's assessment of the place. They had been joined by at least one other who shared the sentiment. She was very small and slowly being eaten by the surrounding mud. Somewhere in the roll of the backpack, he knew he had some fold-out seats.
"Would you ladies care for..." He huffed unraveling the coils of stuff that they'd packed for the occasion until he came about what looked like a swatch of fabric and a bend of wood beam. "...A seat?". He smiled, trying to make that look as effortless as he could, but he was already sweating a little as he offered Xana and her new friend a place to sit while he and the other MEN tended to the tent pitching.
She shook her head.
"No thank you. I think... maybe I'm going to go after Miss Starr. I was a bit short with her; I'd like to apologize. Would you like to come with me, miss... I just realized, I don't know your name. But we can stop by that ice cream stand and bring some back." she glanced at Claudian to let him know the ice cream was a peace offering to him.
"Care to come with me? I'm buying." she smiled at the woman, hoping that she didn't think she was a rude person. She wasn't-- she was just really, really exhausted and disappointed with the environment.