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Anna Banana
Sierra gave a very light laugh and then looked down toward her lap. Nothing was there but her lap, but it was only a distraction anyway. "Yeah, I...get sort of brutal out there on the pitch," she said. She looked back up and, with a smirk, added, "I show no mercy. Not even toward the seekers." It was really only light banter, though. She'd suddenly found herself in a nervous state while talking with Treyen, so she made a mental note that when she got back to the common room tonight, she'd need to do a lot of thinking.
Her eyes narrowed inward so that she was giving him a confused-looking facial expression. "I see Hufflepuffs all the time in classes," she answered. Really? What sort of question was that? A confusing one, that's what. "Why?" ... "Have you seen any other Slytherins lately?" It was the only question that made sense to her after the one he'd asked.
She followed Treyen's glance to Lafay. Wait. "Huh?" she asked. "You hope I'm not planning on taking you out?" That'd been what she'd heard, at least. Maybe he'd been saying something to Lafay, though, and she'd just misunderstood. "Taking you out where?" Either way, she pulled out her parchment from last term and showed it to him. "You got anything new since last term?"
No kidding. Treyen kind of figured that one out on his own. And he failed to notice that Slytherin was up to play against Ravenclaw next. Meaning...Ellie, right? And Sierra was going to be there...with a bat.
Scary thought.
He pushed it away as she mentioned the Hufflepuffs and he shook his head while holding a smile,
"No, I actually wanted to ask you about one in particular," he said, before looking her way,
"Conan." But he didn't ask anything else. And he was kind of hoping that Sierra wouldn't ask anything because now he had no real excuse as to why he brought him up in this conversation.
That's why he didn't answer her question.
Oh, great. He actually looked down this time.
"With a bat, like...taking out the Seeker," that was rule number one for Beaters. Yet, it was clear that she wasn't going to do that. So, nervousness aside, he looked up and smiled,
"I actually do." PLENTY of new things, or well, not so much...BUT...he was going to share them with Sierra, of course. Just...hold on.
He opened up his journal and took out one
piece of parchment he'd written for her.
"This is for you, I have everything in my journal," this was so Sierra didn't feel the need to write anything else, and they could make corrections on it as well.
OOC: Final color, came from this meaning. I swear everything Treyen wrote has a meaning *nods*