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Posted: Sun Dec 15, 2013 11:44 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 16, 2013 12:29 am
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Posted: Mon Dec 16, 2013 12:39 am
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Posted: Mon Dec 16, 2013 1:08 am
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Posted: Mon Dec 16, 2013 1:57 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 16, 2013 5:56 pm
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Robin 'Theo' Gibbs
Eleven year old Football Prodigy
House: Gryffindor{|}Football Club: TBA{|}First Year
Theo walked into the stands, hoping to get a good seat for the game. He really hoped Gryffindor would win this time around. he was tired of seeing them lose so badly. He didn't know why they were so...bad. From the games that he had watched, they seemed to lack in fundamentals, like protecting the ball, throwing, shooting, the whole game. Maybe if they fixed that part, they would do better.
Theo finally found a place to sit. He decided that he would sit next to Ronna again, which seemed like an every game thing. He was okay with it though, because Ronna always had something to talk about...so it seemed...so the conversation never really paused ever.
"Hello Ronna," he said to her, sitting down.
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: Mon Dec 16, 2013 8:38 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 16, 2013 9:06 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 17, 2013 12:50 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: Team Spirit] Company: Theo
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Ah... and some bets are usually right. Hopefully my bet that my team loses is wrong, though.
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Ronna glanced over to see Theo sit down in front of her and she joked, "You know people are going to start talking if we sit together at every game. But, seriously, the company is always appreciated. Especially, when these games aren't exactly the type to encourage my spirits."
She shrugged and uncapped her thermos of coffee, her one major habitual rule infraction-smuggling food (or in this case, coffee) from the Great Hall. After all the grief she had gotten over things that really weren't entirely her fault or blown out of proportion she thought she might as well deserve good coffee. She took a sip and said, "So, cheers to betting Hufflepuff wins, if I was being practical, but of course rooting for Gryffindor because we're true fans like that."
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Posted: Tue Dec 17, 2013 5:07 am
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Robin 'Theo' Gibbs
Eleven year old Football Prodigy
House: Gryffindor{|}Football Club: TBA{|}First Year
Theo smiled at her as she joked. "Ehh...let them talk. Let them form their own opinions. We have our own." Theo then went to watch, taking in what was going on at the time. He was tired so he really was not following very well at the moment, but once he got his bearings he was fine. One thing he learned, they haven't even started yet, which was funny.
"I hope Gryffindor wins. I am quite bored with us. I hate losing too. I really couldn't be on that team, because I would be stressed out of my mind. I'm not really used to losing at anything. I come from one of the best youth teams in the country so we are always winning. Not used to losing...at all," he said to her, shaking his head. He wanted for the Gryffindor to win, but he did not know if it was possible.
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 17, 2013 6:51 am
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Posted: Wed Dec 18, 2013 1:40 pm
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Theodore Nott the Second, 10th Duke of Wales Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot
It hadn't been a matter of issue for the Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot to seek an audience with the staff of the school and inquire admittance into the game as a spectator, just another face in the crowd. He never thought he'd ever find himself here, now or ever, under circumstances such as these. He'd never once come to watch William in his games, whereas Remington nor Rebecca had ever shown any interest in quidditch. Theodore had, once. But that was a long time ago. And yet, here he was, and he was waiting.
But, he was an old man yet, so much still to do and so little time. With more gray wisps in his hair and beard than sable, and wrinkles around his brows and curled under rusty gold eyes. His vision was fading, dull and a blur. He had to cast a super sensory charm just to see the pitch clearly and hone in on the players of Hufflepuff... His son in gold.
╔══════════════╗ Height: 5’11” ♚ Weight: 149lbs ♚ Age: 64 Quidditch Stands [On Mobile] ╚══════════════╝
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Dec 18, 2013 4:19 pm
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Robin 'Theo' Gibbs
Eleven year old Football Prodigy
House: Gryffindor{|}Football Club: TBA{|}First Year
Theo laughed at her reference to her being 'bad luck'. Now that he thought about it, she seemed to be like that. Everything bad seemed to happen to her. "To my coach, losing is not a thing," he said, laughing a bit and then finishing his sentence. "If we lose, we have to run around thirty sprints after." He reminisced on bad memories as he remembered their six to zero loss to a ragtag club that they would normally destroy.
"But yes, I assume that I will probably have my career somewhere in football. I mean, that's what I want to do. I am going to try to get into a youth academy during the summer," he told her, looking down to the pitch. He missed football...quite a bit./size]
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: Wed Dec 18, 2013 4:30 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: Team Spirit] Company: Theo
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Hmm... so he doesn't plan to stay within the wizarding world?
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"I think it's unhealthy to not lose once in a while," Ronna said with a shrug. "But that is just me. I think oddly. Anyways, so you plan to pursue football? That means you plan to give up the wizarding world? Isn't that kind of a waste. I mean I would think being surrounded by magic would make someone want to be more involved in this world. Hell, even my Dad, a muggle, is constantly reading about the wizarding world. He keeps joking if I have a hot single teacher to hook him up."
She smiled and said, "But each to their own. What makes one person happy isn't going to necessarily make someone else happy. I'm still wondering how to break the news to Dad that I plan to go into a form of law enforcement instead of some legal office."
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Posted: Wed Dec 18, 2013 10:29 pm
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Robin 'Theo' Gibbs
Eleven year old Football Prodigy
House: Gryffindor{|}Football Club: TBA{|}First Year
"I don't think I'll fully give up the wizarding world. I'll pursue some side job probably, like own a store or something. I don't want to lose touch with it, but I'd be a fool not to take the opportunities I'm getting right now in football. My parents like the wizarding world it seems. They have tried to make some wizard friends during the time as well. I'm glad they are trying to be a part of my life," he told her, not talking about his biological parents. He wasn't sure if he had ever told anyone other than Alexandra about it, which he still wasn't sure why he was so open about to. Maybe he was a sucker for a cute face, but then again, Ronna was too so that really went out the window. He would keep it to himself as long as he could, for fear of being ridiculed.
"Just tell him straight up and see what happens!" he told her, completely sarcastic and joking, knowing that actually may not be the best way to get through it. "Still, what is the worst he can do?"
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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