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Daffy.Potter · 02-20-2010, 04:14 AM

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Originally Posted by Oesed

The bee-like yellow thing was caught by someone in red. The Gryffindor seeker, Ian guessed, but he felt none of the excitement or whatsoever that the rest of the crowed seemed to be experienced. He supposed that he just didn't care. It wasn't like Ravenclaw was playing, and if Ravenclaw wasn't playing then there was no need for all that House Unity rubbish, which meant he didn't have to cheer and make noise.

Like he'd have to next week for Ravenclaw vs. The Badgers match. Never mind he just didn't give a flying chimaera about Quidditch. Oh, well. "Let me tell you something, Livvy," Ian started, seemingly unaware of the girl's exasperation. "I may not know much about Quidditch, and by that I mean that I know nothing of that game, but it doesn't take much for anyone to figure that in order to be a good player, you have be at least a little bit reckless, no? I mean, everything is going so fast,"--Ian jabbed a finger at the match before them as an example--"that you don't really have much time to think." He shrugged. "And just for the record, I really don't think that being foolish makes you a lunatic. Everyone can be foolish, but that doesn't mean that everyone is a lunatic." He didn't wait for her confirmation, and instead worked on getting a chocolate pocket out of his pocket.

After using his teeth to open the wrapped, the boy struggled a bit with the chocolate frog, and the bit on its lower body. "Want the head? You are okay, I guess, so I don't really mind sharing with you." And once more, without bothering to wait for her response, Ian simply beheaded the chocolate frog with one pull and placed it on Livvy's lap. "My name is Ian. I-A-N. It's short and not that hard to remember, you know?" But he didn't sound offended. It wasn't like he was always hanging around Livvy or anything of the like. He did, however, shook his wild head a little bit. "And are going to tell me what Estro Boy stands for? No, actually, I don't think I wanna know, so don't bother."

Women.

Wh-whaat?!

You know what? Livvy wasn't going to bother. Plus it didn't seem like the boy even really cared whether or not she disagreed with him. And what he said about foolish not being part of lunatic. Oh man... IT WAS. She read it in the dictionary BOY! Buttttt... she wasn't going to tell him that. Chances are... he'd call her a lunatic... for being so insane as to actually read a dictionary or even pick it up. Instead, she shrugged it off and shook her head. Whatever. Men were incompetent. Men were ignorant. Men. Were. Stubborn. Livvy had a feeling that even if she tried to reason with him, it wouldn't be able to get through his thick head.

Why bother? Exactly. She wasn't going to.

The seekers seemed to have spotted the snitch once again, causing Livvy's eyes to leave Estro Boy and to the field, much to her happiness. So far no dead bodies. HEY! Did that Slytherin just trip that poor Gryffindor?! What a mean trick! ... meh. It was pretty good.

Not listening to what the boy had been saying, she watched intently until something plopped onto her lap. Looking down, she yelped. Why. Was. There... a frog's head on her lap? Huh. It looked edible. Chocolate frogs. Livvy glanced over at Estro Boy to see him nibbling on the bottom half. She could only assume that the head came from him. But really... this was just morbid. Staring at the head, she picked it up and bit at its eye. AH. The eyes.... If there was anything that Livvy just couldn't deal with... it was the EYES.

Pfft. Like SHE'D TELL HIM?! "If you say so, Ian." Livvy had the slightest urge to tell him... just because he told her NOT to.

02-20-2010, 04:14 AM	#82 (permalink)
Daffy.Potter Hinkypunk Join Date: Aug 2006 Location: Flyingpigs. [GMT-5] Posts: 12,081 Hogwarts RPG Name: Mercedes A. Finklestein x7 x3	James' Violin Buddy \| Josey's Duckie ♥ \| \| Dandruffie's BFF \| O Sparkly One Quote: Originally Posted by Oesed The bee-like yellow thing was caught by someone in red. The Gryffindor seeker, Ian guessed, but he felt none of the excitement or whatsoever that the rest of the crowed seemed to be experienced. He supposed that he just didn't care. It wasn't like Ravenclaw was playing, and if Ravenclaw wasn't playing then there was no need for all that House Unity rubbish, which meant he didn't have to cheer and make noise. Like he'd have to next week for Ravenclaw vs. The Badgers match. Never mind he just didn't give a flying chimaera about Quidditch. Oh, well. "Let me tell you something, Livvy," Ian started, seemingly unaware of the girl's exasperation. "I may not know much about Quidditch, and by that I mean that I know nothing of that game, but it doesn't take much for anyone to figure that in order to be a good player, you have be at least a little bit reckless, no? I mean, everything is going so fast,"--Ian jabbed a finger at the match before them as an example--"that you don't really have much time to think." He shrugged. "And just for the record, I really don't think that being foolish makes you a lunatic. Everyone can be foolish, but that doesn't mean that everyone is a lunatic." He didn't wait for her confirmation, and instead worked on getting a chocolate pocket out of his pocket. After using his teeth to open the wrapped, the boy struggled a bit with the chocolate frog, and the bit on its lower body. "Want the head? You are okay, I guess, so I don't really mind sharing with you." And once more, without bothering to wait for her response, Ian simply beheaded the chocolate frog with one pull and placed it on Livvy's lap. "My name is Ian. I-A-N. It's short and not that hard to remember, you know?" But he didn't sound offended. It wasn't like he was always hanging around Livvy or anything of the like. He did, however, shook his wild head a little bit. "And are going to tell me what Estro Boy stands for? No, actually, I don't think I wanna know, so don't bother." Women. Wh-whaat?! You know what? Livvy wasn't going to bother. Plus it didn't seem like the boy even really cared whether or not she disagreed with him. And what he said about foolish not being part of lunatic. Oh man... IT WAS. She read it in the dictionary BOY! Buttttt... she wasn't going to tell him that. Chances are... he'd call her a lunatic... for being so insane as to actually read a dictionary or even pick it up. Instead, she shrugged it off and shook her head. Whatever. Men were incompetent. Men were ignorant. Men. Were. Stubborn. Livvy had a feeling that even if she tried to reason with him, it wouldn't be able to get through his thick head. Why bother? Exactly. She wasn't going to. The seekers seemed to have spotted the snitch once again, causing Livvy's eyes to leave Estro Boy and to the field, much to her happiness. So far no dead bodies. HEY! Did that Slytherin just trip that poor Gryffindor?! What a mean trick! ... meh. It was pretty good. Not listening to what the boy had been saying, she watched intently until something plopped onto her lap. Looking down, she yelped. Why. Was. There... a frog's head on her lap? Huh. It looked edible. Chocolate frogs. Livvy glanced over at Estro Boy to see him nibbling on the bottom half. She could only assume that the head came from him. But really... this was just morbid. Staring at the head, she picked it up and bit at its eye. AH. The eyes.... If there was anything that Livvy just couldn't deal with... it was the EYES. Pfft. Like SHE'D TELL HIM?! *"If you say so, Ian."* Livvy had the slightest urge to tell him... just because he told her NOT to.