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Ashwinder · 01-18-2010, 12:02 AM

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Originally Posted by Tazenhani

Tugging on his glooves again Sabel gave a one-shouldered shrug. "I dunno. In Canada football is where you toss an oval, leather ball across a huge feild and run. Personally I don't like it because..." Well for one because he was an absolute clutz, for two it was because he usually got crushed, like a frail twig under wet snow.

He shook his head and shifted his weight a little, dismissing the memories of first tryouts. "It just sounds really weird. I know it seems backwards to call tossing a ball football, or soccer soccer." He shrugged again. "Say la ve I guess."

Grinning Sabel admied Kellen's skill; it was a good display of control over the ball. "It would be a lot of fun." He smirked at Kellen. "That is if they can match your speed and dexterity Mr. Stern. Otherwise it shall be like Troy. Inevitable conquer."

"So," Kellen paused in playing to puzzle this out, "you throw and carry a football and kick a soccer ball? It does sound weird."

He laughed, "We haven't done any testing of speed yet, Dakest. Standing and kicking isn't how you play football, that much I know! Maybe I'll wind up more of a noodlefoot than you are!"

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TWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET!

He winced at the sound of the whistle and looked over at the professor. Did all Hogwarts Professors carry whistles? He saw the kid with the bloody nose, and one that was apparently 'dead' according to her friend, and turned a raised eyebrow back to Sabel. All the more reason to continue playing after class.

01-18-2010, 12:02 AM	#413 (permalink)
Ashwinder MO Puffskein Join Date: Sep 2009 Location: Staring at a Wall. Posts: 2,285 Hogwarts RPG Name: Elias Inkwell First Year x7	Snake disguised as Raven Browncoat Quote: Originally Posted by Tazenhani Tugging on his glooves again Sabel gave a one-shouldered shrug. "I dunno. In Canada football is where you toss an oval, leather ball across a huge feild and run. Personally I don't like it because..." Well for one because he was an absolute clutz, for two it was because he usually got crushed, like a frail twig under wet snow. He shook his head and shifted his weight a little, dismissing the memories of first tryouts. "It just sounds really weird. I know it seems backwards to call tossing a ball football, or soccer soccer." He shrugged again. "Say la ve I guess." Grinning Sabel admied Kellen's skill; it was a good display of control over the ball. "It would be a lot of fun." He smirked at Kellen. "That is if they can match your speed and dexterity Mr. Stern. Otherwise it shall be like Troy. Inevitable conquer." "So," Kellen paused in playing to puzzle this out, *"you throw and carry a football and kick a soccer ball? It does* sound weird." He laughed, "We haven't done any testing of speed yet, Dakest. Standing and kicking isn't how you play football, that much I know! Maybe I'll wind up more of a noodlefoot than you are!"** Quote: TWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET! He winced at the sound of the whistle and looked over at the professor. Did all Hogwarts Professors carry whistles? He saw the kid with the bloody nose, and one that was apparently 'dead' according to her friend, and turned a raised eyebrow back to Sabel. All the more reason to continue playing after class.