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StarShine · 03-27-2011, 05:19 PM

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Originally Posted by JeshieRAWR

"No, just the local ones. For the schools I went to actually. I'm not as good as the professionals and such. I mean I guess I could be but I wasn't interested." Sebastian said with a nod. He couldn't imagine his entire life playing the sport anyways. He'd rather direct a movie or something like that, be a leader in something.

"Not at the same time, just in different schools." He answered. He listened as Evan told him that he was a left-winger and the playmaker. "Cool, cool." He said, honestly. He had never played those positions before but it seemed pretty cool.

The Gryffindor smirked as Evan asked him what he wanted. "No, what do you want, Evan?" He asked, crossing his arms. Exactly, now that was the question. "Anyways, just meet me tomorrow at the Whomping Willow. I'll owl you the time. Promise me, you'll want to come." He said, grabbing a ball that was to the side of him and kicking it into the goal.

Evan nodded shortly. He wanted to ask further questions that focused on his magical schools that also had football teams, but he held himself back. He shouldn't even be talking to this guy, so there was no need in continuing the conversation. Hmpf. He wasn't interested in. Though Evan could see. Football wasn't for everyone; he understood that much even though it was his passion.

Aha. "I see," he commented shortly. Good to know that even school coaches knew somethings. He wondered if Seb really had that talent to just 'flick' the ball inside of a goal. He would really love a match, but then again, he didn't play games with Lions. They had all ended bad, and with Seb, there was a good possibility for that.

Cocking his head to one side slightly backwards, Evan crossed his arms to and removed his leg from the ball as he frowned at the other boy. What was this dork saying, really? He was about to answer him, when he talked again. Meet him at the Whomping Willow tomorrow? For what, to enable him to 'accidentally' push him under a swinging branch? He raised his eyebrows quite sceptically. "And why exactly do I want to come..?" he asked, slightly amused at the boy's... rush? Mysterious behaviour? Eyes following the ball, he let out a small chuckle as it went in again, before facing the boy once more, demanding a proper answer.

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StarShine DoM Kappa Join Date: Mar 2009 Location: Cell culture hood Posts: 13,005 Hogwarts RPG Name: Mona Deandra Hellmann Gryffindor First Year x5 x6	¼ of the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pls Quote: Originally Posted by JeshieRAWR "No, just the local ones. For the schools I went to actually. I'm not as good as the professionals and such. I mean I guess I could be but I wasn't interested." Sebastian said with a nod. He couldn't imagine his entire life playing the sport anyways. He'd rather direct a movie or something like that, be a leader in something. "Not at the same time, just in different schools." He answered. He listened as Evan told him that he was a left-winger and the playmaker. "Cool, cool." He said, honestly. He had never played those positions before but it seemed pretty cool. The Gryffindor smirked as Evan asked him what he wanted. "No, what do you want, Evan?" He asked, crossing his arms. Exactly, now that was the question. "Anyways, just meet me tomorrow at the Whomping Willow. I'll owl you the time. Promise me, you'll want to come." He said, grabbing a ball that was to the side of him and kicking it into the goal. Evan nodded shortly. He wanted to ask further questions that focused on his magical schools that also had football teams, but he held himself back. He shouldn't even be talking to this guy, so there was no need in continuing the conversation. Hmpf. He wasn't interested in. Though Evan could see. Football wasn't for everyone; he understood that much even though it was his passion. Aha. "I see," he commented shortly. Good to know that even school coaches knew somethings. He wondered if Seb really had that talent to just 'flick' the ball inside of a goal. He would really love a match, but then again, he didn't play games with Lions. They had all ended bad, and with Seb, there was a good possibility for that. Cocking his head to one side slightly backwards, Evan crossed his arms to and removed his leg from the ball as he frowned at the other boy. What was this dork saying, really? He was about to answer him, when he talked again. Meet him at the Whomping Willow tomorrow? For what, to enable him to 'accidentally' push him under a swinging branch? He raised his eyebrows quite sceptically. "And why exactly do I want to come..?" he asked, slightly amused at the boy's... rush? Mysterious behaviour? Eyes following the ball, he let out a small chuckle as it went in again, before facing the boy once more, demanding a proper answer.