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Posted: Tue Dec 10, 2013 8:39 pm
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Robin 'Theo' Gibbs
Eleven year old Football Prodigy
House: Gryffindor{|}Football Club: TBA{|}First Year
Theo looked at her, smiling a bit. "There is nothing wrong with fair play! I just find myself sometimes I can't win without a little bit of a shoulder push, or maybe pushing off. It happens in the heat of the game a lot. It's just the nature of it," he said to her, knowing she would understand. She was a muggle-born after all. The girl probably knew football to some extent unlike all the wizards here, who were very ignorant of the sport.
"That's a bummer. I'm hoping we can win it within the seven years I am here," he said laughing. He hoped they could win, but he would never be sure. The Quidditch team was not that good...as of yet, but maybe someday they will. They seem to have some potential however.
I hated every minute of training, but I said, 'Don't quit. Suffer now and live the rest of your life as a champion.
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Posted: Tue Dec 10, 2013 8:48 pm
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Blood Status: Muggleborn Wand: Inflexible//13 inches//Laurel//Dragon Heartstring Current Age: 12 Year at Hogwarts: 2nd year Height: 5'3"
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Location: Quidditch Stands [Wearing: Neutral...I'm not cheering for either team.] Company: Theo
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Sports, sports, sports.
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Ronna shook her head, "That's different. I'm thinking something more than that. Though, I hear football games can get pretty rowdy. I never was much of an avid sports watch though, so, I really only know what I read from the newspaper and what not."
"And you have seven years here, I only have six. I already have to start deciding electives for next year. Can you believe how stressed out I am about it?" Ronna said. "At least I think I've narrowed down what I want to be though Dad's going to have a fit when he finds out. He keeps wanting me to go into law... the safe side of law. Me, I want something more hands on. I half think he wants me to do what he wasn't able to do, but I think it's more he just wants to protect me 'not waste my potential' or some rubbish."
She chuckled. "Well if I didn't have Quidditch and dropped Advance Flying II I'd have more time to study."
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Posted: Tue Dec 10, 2013 8:59 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 10, 2013 11:01 pm
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❈Well I couldn't tell you why she felt that way,❈ ❈She felt it everyday.❈ ❈And I couldn't help her,❈ ❈I just watched her make the same mistakes again.❈
What's wrong, what's wrong now?❈ Too many, too many problems.❈ Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs.❈ She wants to go home, but nobody's home.❈ It's where she lies, broken inside.❈ With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.❈ Broken inside.❈
❈❈❈Remy looked at the boy beside her, noting his envious expression. She had known the boy for years, but she'd never seen him envious.... had she? "Yea. Someone gave it to me and wished me good luck in tryouts. I still have no idea who it was." He looked at the boy, a smile perched on her face. Hopefully her plan would work out. ❈Open your eyes and look outside, find the reasons why.❈ ❈You've been rejected, and now you can't find what you left behind.❈ ❈Be strong, be strong now.❈ ❈Too many, too many problems.❈ ❈Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs.❈ ❈She wants to go home, but nobody's home.❈ ❈It's where she lies, broken inside.❈ ❈With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.❈ ❈Broken inside.❈
❈Her feelings she hides. ❈Her dreams she can't find. ❈She's losing her mind. ❈She's fallen behind. ❈She can't find her place. ❈She's losing her faith. ❈She's fallen from grace. ❈She's all over the place. ❈Yeah,oh
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Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 1:51 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 2:01 pm
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"Without your mask, You can't find yourself. What you confuse, for glory's fire. Is fire from the tongues of liars."
Claire just smirked at Josh's reply, "Yes...Yes..." The blonde's attention turned back to the game which had begun, seemed someone already got hit? It was then Josh chimed in again, the response to her advice of faking it made her grin...once more, "Faking it would be wisest after all. You could just butter them up...I mean if they are stupid enough to fall for it, you deserve to be on the main team." Of course Claire would suggest this, she was fake the majority of the time after all...and she was sure Josh could be just as fake. At least if he could mask his obvious annoyance with people.
Then again that would be like asking a Ravenclaw to set a book on fire.
My feelings? I'm amused you know? Precious thought of mine, "I'm sure Josh could mask his emotions. It'd probably actually help him, really." I'm a Slytherin. Did you know that I'm a first year? My strings are being pulled. "..." Out of character.
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Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 7:11 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 7:56 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 11:02 pm
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Robin 'Theo' Gibbs
Eleven year old Football Prodigy
House: Gryffindor{|}Football Club: TBA{|}First Year
Theo listened to her, a half smile on his face. He definitely could imagine the stress she was feeling at this moment. It really decided what she wanted to do after school, because certain electives need to be passed on its highest level to even get into the occupation, but he had more time to think about it, unlike her.
"I do have seven years. I can believe how stressed you are though. I could only imagine having to pick from the bunch of it. What do you think you are going to be doing?" he asked her inquisitively.
"That's true, but I still don't think you should give it up. I think you enjoy it too much," he told her, hoping not to start some kind of argument, but it seemed to be his observation. She had to respect that...didn't she?
I hated every minute of training, but I said, 'Don't quit. Suffer now and live the rest of your life as a champion.
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Posted: Thu Dec 12, 2013 6:14 am
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Blood Status: Muggleborn Wand: Inflexible//13 inches//Laurel//Dragon Heartstring Current Age: 12 Year at Hogwarts: 2nd year Height: 5'3"
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Location: Quidditch Stands [Wearing: Neutral...I'm not cheering for either team.] Company: Theo
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I guess I am stressed about that but there are other things, too.
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"I've been doing research and I think a hit wizard would fit pretty well for my interests and what I want to do," Ronna said. "Actually unlike Auror, which I never entirely took a liking to for whatever reason, it is a lot more flexible about classes you take and what not. You only need five N.E.W.T.s with only one being required to be defense against the dark arts, but I'd actually like to take electives that make me stand out and would help me on the job."
"And about Quidditch, I haven't decided yet," Ronna sighed. "It's not about giving it up. I do enjoy it. But, there's a lot more to the situation than just 'needing more time to study'. And, honestly, Theo, I'd rather not discuss it. It wouldn't do any good. The main deciding factors haven't been encountered yet so there's really no use discussing it one way or another." She sighed again, sounding somewhat unhappy and annoyed at the same time.
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Posted: Sat Dec 14, 2013 6:00 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 15, 2013 4:12 pm
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❀Gryffindor❀Third Year❀Single❀Reserve Keeper❀ ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎ Minn walked to the stands, looking happy. She doubted she would get to play, as Crash was the first one on the Pitch, but he was soon followed by Dhyl, who looked like he'd rather be in bed. The game was much more interesting since she got binoculars. She watched Caitlin join, then wave at Dhyl, to no avail. Minn's long hair was done in a ponytail, but it was obvious from the stray hairs that her brother hadn't done it. Instead, she had gotten Remy to do it, thinking she'd be just as good as Dhyl with hair, since she used to have a lot of it. It was better than Minn could do, so the third year was happy. Now just to wait and see if she would be needed. {OoC: For the Gryff/Puff game} ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎
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Posted: Sun Dec 15, 2013 6:44 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 15, 2013 8:42 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 15, 2013 10:01 pm
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♂First Year♂Slytherin♂Half-Blood♂Reserve Beater♂Wearing♂ Josh walked to the stands, clearly not rooting for either team. He was decked in his own house colors, a scowl on his face. The boy plopped beside Claire, hoping to seem nonchalant. Though he would never, ever, EVER admit it, he secretly liked the annoying blonde's company. He glanced at her with a bored expression. "I don't know why I'm here, you know. I don't like either of these dumb teams. One of them is the worst in the school, the other... Hufflepuff." He really, really didn't care for the other houses. It was unfair that stupid Ravenclaw had won, and even more stupid that he'd been knocked unconscious! {OoC:}
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